Gwen was a little hesitant. She had never thought about this before, but if she thought about it carefully, superheroes are also considered public figures. Public figures should make money by brushing their faces, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it...
For a moment, Gwen was really excited. When she first came to this world, she was thinking about how to go home, but now she has slowly begun to accept her situation. She had to consider that she would never go back.
If there is no possibility of leaving, then how to survive in this new world has become a top priority.
First, she desperately needs to make money.
I have to say that Jessica's proposal is actually quite tempting to her, but she always feels that relying on her superhero identity to make profits is a little unscrupulous... (Spider-Man:???
)
After thinking about it, Gwen finally shook his head: "No, this is not the meaning of what I did in the first place. For me, it is not only an identity, but also a symbol of extraordinary significance. I don't want to compare this with
Money is tied together, so..."
As soon as she said this, a chill from the depths of her heart suddenly ran up her spine - it was not a spider sense, this premonition had not reached the level of "danger", but it already made her feel extremely bad.
Gwen turned her head and saw stiffly that the restaurant owner had stood behind her at some point, with an expression on his face that was definitely not "friendly" anyway.
Gwen suddenly realized that she was still at work, but now she was sitting with her legs crossed at the dining table chatting with Jessica for an unknown amount of time. She also realized that she had previously been responsible for preventing robberies and catching thieves.
She was late for work twice and was absent from work once. Her boss scolded her and said she would be fired if she did it again.
If the boss got angry and scolded her again like the previous two times, it would be a trivial matter. What's worse is that the boss only showed a standard "Sima face" this time and said calmly: "You're fired."
Gwen: “…”
A few seconds later, Gwen, who had just been cut off from her financial resources, turned to Jessica: "Well, about the photos...can we talk about the price?"
Jessica: "..."
What? Symbolism and meaning? Is it important to make money and fill your stomach?
Morality? What is that thing? How much does it cost per pound?
...
After get off work, Richard went to Aunt Lin's house as planned and picked up a bag of gifts to express his condolences.
Although Richard had heard about vampires in Marvel, he had never seen one with his own eyes. He was also a little curious about vampires, and he also wanted to see what would happen to people bitten by vampires.
Aunt Lin was so excited that she almost burst into tears when she saw him, and hurriedly invited him into the house.
"She hasn't eaten or drank for the past two days, and I'm going crazy." Aunt Lin looked exhausted. "The hospital examination said that she was in good health and had no problems. We told the police, and they just laughed it off.
....Everyone will only regard what Chloe said as a joke, and no one wants to believe us. Just like when the word 'vampire' is mentioned, everyone thinks it is a prank..."
"Cathy believes it, and I want to believe it," Richard said.
Aunt Lin smiled happily: "Thank you, you are a good guy, I knew it the first time I met you. You have a newspaper and you have great influence. Maybe you can talk about it in the newspaper, and maybe someone will
Pay attention."
"I will," said Richard.
Aunt Lin walked to her daughter's bedroom and knocked on the door: "Chloe, are you there? Mr. Li from the Daily Planet is here. I mentioned it to you, remember? You always said you wanted to meet him?"
There was silence in the room, no reply.
"Chloe?"
Aunt Lin knocked on the door twice more, and then gently opened the door a crack.
Then she was frightened by what she saw.
What appeared in front of the two of them was a scene that even the word "messy" could not accurately describe. They saw the open drawers of the wardrobe, torn books and torn clothes scattered everywhere.
The floor and bed were even more unsightly. The sheets were torn apart with violence and lint flew all over the room. Even if ten pickpockets came into the room one after another and rummaged through it, it wouldn't be possible to make it even more messy.
"I'm here, Mom."
Chloe Lee walked out of the shadows behind the door. Her face was pale, her lips were so dry that they looked like they were about to crack, and her uncombed hairstyle reminded Richard subconsciously of Jessica's look at home.
Chloe might have been a pretty girl who was going up to 80 percent in the past. After all, her facial features of mixed Eastern and Western descent can add a lot of points. But now her image is in no way related to beauty, but exudes a kind of beauty.
Ghostly and spooky.
She looked abnormal. For some reason, Richard instinctively felt a sense of repulsion in his heart the moment he saw her, just like light repulses darkness.
"Chloe?" Aunt Lin was stunned, "You...what's going on?"
Chloe's eyes fell on Richard.
"Mr. Li, I'm sorry...but I'm so hungry."
The girl took action, as fast as a disappearing afterimage. She reached out with her right hand, and grabbed Richard's face with her open fingers. The whirlwind swept up papers and cotton wool flying all over the room.
Aunt Lin was clearly standing between the two of them, but she didn't see what was happening in the room at all. She felt like a figure flashed in front of her in a trance, and when she came back to consciousness the next second, Chloe was already like a kite with a broken string.
He flew out and smashed the wardrobe behind him in half.
It stands to reason that such a hard fall would have caused serious injuries to ordinary people, but the girl immediately jumped up as if nothing had happened, roared in a low voice, and showed off two sharp and penetrating blood-sucking fangs.
No matter how slow she was, Aunt Lin realized that something was seriously wrong with her daughter. She was so frightened that she stood there and could not speak at all. Richard walked forward slowly and said calmly: "You'd better step back a little bit next."
A little later."
The vampire girl roared and flew forward again. Her eyes were bloodshot, filled with the desire for blood. Richard sideways avoided the attack, raised his hand and pulled out the Evolutionary Truster, and the white light lingered vaguely.
Around the rod-shaped transformer, it slashed towards the girl's neck like a sharp blade.
The moment the Evolutionary Truster contained in the sheath struck the girl's neck, surging light energy poured into the girl's body like a torrent. The darkness inhabiting her body seemed to have encountered a natural enemy and was driven away with a scream.
Come on. Chloe's body trembled violently, she let out a sharp and strange cry, her body staggered and fell to the floor, and she stopped moving like a rag doll whose strings were cut off.