New York City in the evening was shrouded in the dim sunset.
In the rental house located in St. Regis House, the mobile phone placed on the table was playing melodious music.
The two of them practiced their dance moves in the center of the cleared living room.
Heather's right hand was resting on the back of Gwen's waist, and her left hand was gently holding Gwen's small hand. She was sweating profusely and clumsily accepting Gwen's dance steps.
"1, 2, 3, change. Again, 1, 2, 3, change... Oops, you stepped on my foot again!"
Afraid of being stepped on by Heather and hurting her feet, Gwen specifically asked Heather to dance on the floor barefoot like her. The result was as she expected. Although Heather usually acted smart and calm and full of brilliant ideas, he
His athletic ability is really average.
After teaching Heather for less than 20 minutes, Gwen was stepped on for the fifth time.
"I'm tired, why don't we take a rest first?" Heather said breathlessly.
Feeling the hot breath of Heather's breath hitting her ears, Gwen's face turned slightly red, and then she made up her mind: "No! Mary Jane and the others made a bet that your combination with me will definitely not win the Prom King and Prom Queen, and I insist on winning."
Show them! Just keep practicing for a while, okay?"
"But I really can't jump anymore..." Regardless of the proximity of Wenxiang Nephrite, Heather really couldn't jump anymore.
With that said, Heather sat down on the floor and refused to get up despite Gwen's threats and inducements.
Does this woman think of herself as a physical warrior like her? I can't wear berserker armor and dance with her, right?
Seeing Heather's attitude of non-violence and non-cooperation, Gwen put her hands on her hips and was speechless. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she entered the bathroom with her schoolbag in hand.
Was she finally tired? Heather breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while, she got up from the floor with a sore back and opened the refrigerator to get two cans of iced drinks for herself and Gwen.
At this time, the bathroom door opened.
Gwen put on the Ghost Spider's tight-fitting suit and walked out of the bathroom.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window, the beautiful lines on the surface of the tights are clearly visible.
She didn't wear a mask, and her face turned red: "I think maybe this outfit can give you some motivation... Huh? Are you not tired anymore?"
Gwen was surprised to find that Heather, who was as tired as a dead dog just now, was slamming the refrigerator shut, expanding her chest and raising her arms while doing warm-up exercises in a serious manner.
"Tired? Who said I'm tired? I'm full of energy now! I have to practice until you're satisfied today. Don't worry, the prom king and prom queen positions are ours!"
Tired? After a night's sleep, she recovered. Heather suddenly felt that dancing and exercising occasionally would be better for her body.
Gwen bit her lip and snickered twice, then extended her hand to Heather to invite her to dance, and the latter happily accepted.
"How have you been researching the Berserker Armor lately?"
In the melodious music, Gwen asked Heather softly while guiding Heather to dance.
"It's not bad. I feel like I can control it completely. There are no obvious side effects. It only takes less than 1 second from summoning to appearing. Its pure power can easily reach 10 tons. It has the ability to fly for a short time and is even more powerful at night.
What, does Ms. Ghost Spider need a night companion?"
Heather put her hand on the back of Gwen's waist and joked.
"Hmph... If someone strongly demands it, it's not impossible. But you have to have a loud hero code name, one that can match the ghost spider... pay attention to the rhythm and change your steps."
Heather took Gwen's hand, and the latter gracefully spun around in place before being pulled back to her by Heather.
"Miss, you are trying to force someone to do something difficult. The name Ghost Spider is not very good to begin with, and now you want me to jump into the pit too?"
Gwen was so angry that her teeth itched when she saw that Heather was not getting enough. She pursed her lips and struggled for a while, then blushed and whispered:
"If you can come up with a code name that matches the ghost spider, then I will... reward you with a touch."
Seeing Heather looking behind her involuntarily, Gwen was so angry that she pinched him: "Not over there!"
Heather blinked in confusion.
Gwen's face turned red and she pointed at her waist and abdomen.
The Sichuan-shaped waistcoat line at the waist and abdomen looks very clear and obvious against the tight clothing.
Heather's face also turned red, and her gaze that she usually glanced at occasionally was still noticed by Gwen.
But now is not the time to be shy! Heather, activate your normally proud imagination!
As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. People, especially men, are obsessed with the drive for loot.
Heather just thought for a moment and then blurted out:
"[Hell-Raven]! After I also register with the Hero Association, the two of us can form a small hero group called [Nocturnal Anials]. How about that?"
"Hell raven... night beast..."
Gwen repeated it several times and found that the name was indeed very appropriate. The shape and movement of the berserker armor resembled a huge and ferocious raven, and raven was Heather's pen name.
The night beast represents the action style of the ghost spider and the hell raven, and the naming method also fits Gwen's aesthetic very well.
Looking up to see Heather's shining expectant eyes, Gwen blushed and hummed twice, and gently put her hands around Heather's neck:
"Assuming you pass the test... let's make an agreement first, and you're only allowed to touch it."
The melodious music in the room continues.
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At the same time, in the Connors Laboratory in Manhattan.
Peter Parker was wearing a white coat, standing in front of a precision instrument that stored medicines, with a gloomy look on his face.
Dr. Connors has left, and now Peter is the only one left in the laboratory.
Because he participated in and contributed to almost all relevant experiments, even though Peter was only a high school student, he was still given great trust by Dr. Connors and allowed him to enter and exit the laboratory freely.
Peter is an extremely scientific genius, which both Heather Gwen and Dr. Connors must admit. This child has extremely outstanding understanding and creativity in physics and chemistry, and Dr. Connors values this very much.
Work hard to train Peter, hoping that he can become your most effective assistant.
Now, the green potion placed in the instrument in front of Peter is the latest research invention of Connors' team - the superhuman strengthening potion.
This is the crystallization of human body modification engineering developed based on the successful case of Captain America.
Connors' team hopes to make humans more perfect and stronger by studying the regenerative ability and physical strength of lizards.
The experiment achieved great success some time ago, allowing the experimental mice to acquire super physical strength and regenerative power. Even if their tails or even limbs are broken, they can regenerate new limbs in a short time. Their strength, strength and agility are far superior to those of creatures of the same size.
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Out of caution about human experiments, Dr. Connors hopes to continue to proceed step by step during this period, rather than rushing to conduct human experiments as soon as there are successful cases.
Peter originally agreed with this cautious attitude, but now his mind was shaken.
That white mouse has proven the feasibility of the medicine. Could Dr. Connors be too cautious?
Tomorrow is the graduation prom, and he must immediately become a superhero that everyone admires and admires, rush to Mary Jane's door and invite her to the prom.
Yes, she will definitely agree to it!
With trembling hands, he opened the instrument and took out the small bottle of bright green medicine.