A Certain Marvel Super Player

White spider.

The one that was kept in Gwen's bedroom looked so cute. In fact, the last time Locke went there, it looked like it was lying in the glass with its chin in hand, which didn't look like a spider. That spider.

Locke thought it was a spotted cat at first glance.

after all……

Whose spider can still have ears, and the ears are still so long.

This unscientific.

A thud.

Locke came back to his senses, looked at Gwen who opened the car door and got into the car with a small thermos box, and raised his eyebrows.

"Where's the mulberry leaves?"

"this."

Gwen patted the thermos box in her hand and said with a smile: "I've seen the one that just came in. It's green and green."

Locke was silent for a while: "You are raising a spider. Although you have fed her into the shape of an orange cat, she may be able to fatten into an orange cat, but she will not become a silkworm baby."

What do you think about giving mulberry leaves to spiders?

"and!"

Locke started the car and laughed: "Is this enough to feed the spotted cat?"

Gwen simply rolled her eyes at Locke: "You are not allowed to talk about jelly like that."

Locke was slightly startled.

"jelly?"

"Yes, don't you think she looks a lot like a piece of jelly with Q-bombs?"

"..."

Locke turned to look at Gwen and was silent for a while: "Have you made an appointment with the psychiatrist?"

All right.

It was necessary to go to the psychiatrist, and it was urgent, but this time, it was Gwen who should go to the psychiatrist, not him.

"Why do you suddenly care about psychiatrists..."

When Gwen said this, she came to her senses, and then gave Locke a big eye roll again: "Jelly is very good now."

When she was just brought back from the laboratory, the thin white spider Jelly always wanted to bite her again, but as the weather got warmer, Jelly gradually became lazy.

Because of this, the size of Jelly is getting bigger every day. After all, in the past, you could eat mulberry leaves for three days and it was solved in one day. It is a miracle that you don't gain weight after eating and sleeping.

But that's fine.

At least, when she took out the jelly the day before yesterday, the jelly no longer bit her, and it seemed to still rely on her.

Gwen was thinking this, and then said to Locke: "Hurry up, Jelly ate only one of the mulberry leaves last night. I promised Jelly to bring her fresh ones today."

Locke glanced at Gwen, said nothing, and just stepped on the accelerator.

When I go back tonight, I will search online for the best psychiatrist in New York City, and then jump in line and take Gwen to see a psychiatrist tomorrow.

Back home.

"Mom, I'm back."

Gwen swung her ponytail and threw her backpack to Locke who was following behind her. Then, she took the thermos box from Locke's hand and headed upstairs. As she went upstairs, she walked towards the kitchen from the kitchen. Helen walked out and said, "I'll come down later."

Locke hung Gwen's bag on the wall, and while changing into his slippers, he greeted Helen: "Good evening, Helen, hasn't George gotten off work yet?"

Helen smiled and said: "Not yet. I made lemon seabass tonight. George will be back in half an hour. You go up first. I will call you later."

Locke said, "Okay."

When he comes to Gwen's house now, it's almost like going home. He has his own slippers and his own water bottle. As for the sheets and quilt cover, there was one set last year, but none this year.

because……

Locke has basically acquiesced to sharing a room with Gwen.

After all, starting from today, Locke and Gwen have been in a stable relationship for more than two years, and it seems that it will become more and more stable. Last time Locke heard from Gwen that Helen once took George and was scheming about George. How much money is left in the wedding account prepared for her? Is it enough to host a luxurious wedding?

Well.

This may be the reason why George leaves early and comes back late recently. After all, the overtime pay for police officers and superintendents are different. Moreover, the police officers may not get overtime pay for overtime work, but the overtime pay for superintendent work is different. Fees are paid on time.

I have to say, George is a good man.

Can……

Locke walked upstairs, opened Gwen's door, and said, "You didn't tell George how much money we have in our joint account, right?"

"No!"

Gwen, who was looking for something, looked up: "What's wrong?"

Locke said: "It's better not to tell George. I'm afraid that George's mentality will explode."

Gwen rolled her eyes at Locke: "I'm not that stupid."

Locke smiled: "That's good."

George gets up at seven o'clock every morning, and then comes back at eight o'clock every night, without weekends, for what, for the overtime pay of less than two thousand dollars a week.

What about Locke and Gwen?

The last confidentiality agreement signed at the military base, the money George received was calculated as two thousand dollars a week, which required George to work overtime for three thousand consecutive weeks to get it.

If it were Locke, Locke felt that his mentality would explode.

Therefore, in order to prevent George from giving up on himself, Locke felt that it would be better to hide it from George.

Men must be motivated.

Locke felt that he was doing this entirely for the sake of George's physical and mental health. George should know how to be grateful.

But seeing that they were all members of the same family in the future, Locke felt that there was no need to worry too much with George.

Luo is very easy-going.

Everyone knows it.

Locke was thinking this, and then he looked at Gwen who was rummaging around in the room and blinked: "What are you doing? Are you hiding any newly bought toys?"

Gwen turned her head and glanced at Locke who walked in: "The jelly is gone."

Locke turned to look at the empty glass box on the table, and then looked at the opened thermos box. Then he raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and pointed at the white mass on the ceiling that was as black as a Dalmatian dog. Two claws grasped a white spider that seemed to be sucking a mulberry leaf: "Then, what is this?"

Gwen looked up.

The next second.

"jelly!"

"call out!"

Gwen stretched out her right hand and looked at the white spider hanging with spider silk and landing firmly on her palm, just enough to cover one of her palms: "Jelly, don't run around. Do you hear me? Be careful that little George accidentally steps on you." ”

The white spider on the palm opened its red eyes and looked up at Gwen.

Gwen frowned: "Did you hear that?"

The white spider squeaked twice.

The smile on Gwen's face bloomed, and she put the white spider back into the glass box, and then looked at the white spider that was lying on the sofa, with its legs crossed, holding its chin, chewing the mulberry leaves on its hand, and couldn't bear to He couldn't help laughing, and looked at Locke: "Locke, do you feel that Jelly is becoming more and more human-like?"

Locke shifted his gaze away from the harmless-looking white spider and looked at Gwen: "How about cutting it into pieces and taking a look. It must be mutated, no doubt."

The white spider in the glass box seemed to stop chewing for a moment.

Gwen rolled her eyes at Locke: "The jelly is just an ordinary spider. Maybe it's a species that hasn't been discovered for a while. Well, just like vampires, haven't they been discovered by ordinary people?"

Locke's lips twitched: "If the vampires knew that they were lining up with the spiders, I feel like they would come to you to ask for an explanation."

Gwen smiled happily: "It's okay, as long as you are by my side, I am not afraid of vampires."

This time it was Locke's turn to roll his eyes.

Gwen said: "Although the blood test results of Jelly are all unknown, but maybe, as you said, what kind of extraordinary species is it? Maybe, Mr. Anonymous knows, I forgot it last time, otherwise, Anonymous Sir, maybe you know where Jelly's cousins ​​are, in which case it would be a good idea to find Jelly a companion."

at this time.

Helen called Gwen from below.

Gwen kissed Locke on the cheek, then replied, "Here we come." Then he left the room.

Locke's lips twitched.

Extraordinary... Spider?

This thing is not extraordinary.

At the very least, they are not extraordinary species on Earth.

Locke said in his heart, and his eyes fell again on the white spider jelly in the glass cabinet, which was already the size of Gwen's hand and almost the size of a newborn kitten. His eyes flickered slightly: "Who are you? ?”

The white spider in the glass box seemed to be trembling when he heard Locke's words.

He wasn't sure what this white spider was, but she was definitely not an extraordinary species. In fact, after Locke came back from New Orleans and saw the pet in Gwen's mouth, he contacted Agatha directly and asked. Agatha, in her long life, had she ever seen a similar creature.

Agatha's answer was no.

and.

This white spider is not a dimensional life either.

Now that his life level has completely jumped, Locke, who has been promoted to Dimension God, although he still has little knowledge of the dimensional world, he can still observe it since he is not a dimensional life.

Just like when Locke saw the dilapidated Dimension God at Greenwood Cemetery, he understood what kind of existence he was at a glance.

An ordinary spider, no matter how it mutates, is unlikely to mutate into a spider. All blood test data are question marks. Again, if it is a scientific mutation, it requires the most basic scientific settings.

so……

Locke touched his chin. Suddenly, after seeing the fat body of the white spider, he thought of a creature that looked very much like an orange cat: "Does it come from the universe like the Yuan Devouring Beast?"

The white spider in the glass box had big red eyes that looked unblinking when viewed from a normal spider's perspective. It seemed that even the mulberry leaves placed in front of it were no longer so sweet and delicious.

Locke chuckled, listening to the voice calling him downstairs, and patted the glass box.

"interesting!"

"..."