Chapter 101: Vampire?

The Parker residence.

During the weekend, Uncle Ben and Aunt May were also rare at home resting.

"Peter, how is Harry doing?" Aunt May asked Peter.

"He's okay, he needs to take a break from school for a while to deal with the affairs of the company and the family," Peter replied, setting aside the Daily Bugle in his hand.

Aunt May sighed, "I hope he's strong enough. Harry is a good kid."

Uncle Ben comforted Aunt May a few words and picked up the Daily Bugle that Peter had put down.

In addition to condemning the two Spider-Men as murderers, the newspaper also reported on the monster attacks on humans in Bear Mountain.

"The Bear Mountain in New York State Park," Uncle Ben muttered, "I was planning to go camping there, but it looks like the plan is canceled."

He felt somewhat regretful.

He had previously purchased a camping tent at the supermarket, planning to go camping in Bear Mountain.

Now with these news, the camping plan had to be canceled.

On the TV, a deep voice suddenly sounded:

"I'm here to hunt the monster in the state park, and incidentally, to take down those two Spider-Men, but that depends on my schedule. My primary goal is to take down the monster in Bear Mountain."

Watching the guy calling himself "Hunter Kraven" bragging on TV, Peter frowned.

This guy seemed like a crazy hunter who was passionate about hunting.

Although he had some skills, he seemed more like a showy TV star.

"That's just a publicity stunt," Uncle Ben commented, looking away from the TV screen.

Aunt May also saw the news and disagreed with Uncle Ben, "But Hunter Kraven is a TV star. Even if it's a 'stunt,' it should still be entertaining."

Peter looked surprised at Aunt May. "Aunt May, you watch his show too?"

Aunt May put down the plate in her hand and said to Peter, "Besides 'Carol Teaches Cooking,' can't I watch some other shows, Peter?"

"No, I just thought it didn't fit your image, Aunt May."

Aunt May walked over and took the chocolate from Peter's hand, giving him a glare.

"I don't have an 'image,' and besides, no eating in the living room!"

Having his chocolate taken away by Aunt May, Peter could only look to Uncle Ben for help.

Uncle Ben also gave him a helpless look.

"Buzz~"

Just as he was regretting the chocolate incident, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

He picked it up and found it was a text message from Gwen.

"Peter, did you see it? That guy called 'Hunter Kraven' said on the morning talk show that he wants to kill us!"

"I saw it, Gwen," Peter replied to her, "but his primary target isn't us."

He felt no waves in his heart now.

If such a guy wanted to kill him, he probably wouldn't mind being killed by himself.

He would just reluctantly deal with him.

"That's not the point," Gwen edited her message angrily, "that annoying guy said such outrageous things, I won't let him off."

"What do you plan to do, Gwen?"

Gwen sat at the table, looking at her father in the kitchen, and after thinking for a moment, said, "Maybe we can hang him under the bridge and let him feel the wind, or make him publicly admit that he's a failed hunter."

Although she used to quite like this guy's show, once it involved herself and Peter, she abandoned all her previous fondness.

That bastard wanted to hurt Peter, absolutely unforgivable!

Peter didn't expect Gwen to be so agitated.

He texted back to Gwen, "It's okay, he's no match for you."

"Hmm, of course, I'll definitely beat him thoroughly," Gwen replied, putting her phone away, still feeling upset.

"How's the band rehearsal going, Gwen?"

George, who was scooping up noodles in the kitchen, asked Gwen.

Looking at the steaming spaghetti, Gwen said, "It's good, can you give me another bowl, Dad?"

George was somewhat surprised, turning around, "You've had a big appetite lately, Gwen."

"My appetite has always been good."

While Gwen said this, she arranged the plates on the table.

When the noodles were served, Gwen looked at the sauce and asked, "Dad, is there zucchini in this sauce?"

"No, I remember you don't like that stuff."

"I can try something new, maybe it's a good thing," Gwen said, twirling the spaghetti with her fork, "Dad."

George Stacy put down his utensils, hesitated for a moment, and said to his daughter, "Gwen, I know you don't want to talk to me about your troubles, and I respect that, but have you talked to anyone else? I'm really worried about you."

George noticed the recent troubles on his daughter's face, and he tried to comfort her.

"I've talked to Peter a lot, Dad, I promise. He's been there for me."

Gwen didn't know how to bring up the topic with her father.

She wanted to ask her father about his opinion on Spider-Woman.

But in the end, she just looked at the spaghetti and didn't say anything.

After the Brooklyn Bridge incident, the NYPD had classified herself and Peter as dangerous individuals.

Coupled with the morning's provocation from that "Hunter Kraven," her mood was even worse.

"I'll be fine, I promise."

Gwen said to her father, "I just find it hard to explain."

George Stacy nodded, "I understand, Gwen, but I see the expression on your face, I understand. I used to have that expression when I couldn't tell your mother about work."

"Thank you, Dad."

While thanking her father, Gwen poured the sauce over the spaghetti and took a big bite.

Even if her mood was bad, eating could always alleviate it a bit.

George looked at Gwen with her cheeks puffed up, pointing at the sauce and asking Gwen how it tasted.

"How is it?"

"What do you mean?"

"This artwork worthy of deception, huh?"

The businessman wearing sunglasses pointed at the huge poster on the wall and asked Hunter Kraven.

The poster depicted Kraven stepping on Spider-Man and punching Spider-Woman.

Kraven didn't look at the poster but continued to do pull-ups.

He was disdainful of using such fake posters to promote himself.

He only wanted to defeat the two spiders openly.

Of course, before that, he needed to hunt down the monster in the state park.

Kraven said to the agent, "It's the information age now, with live streams and personas. Your outdated publicity tactics are no longer effective."

The agent looked at Kraven pumping iron and coughed before saying, "Don't worry about publicity, Kraven. Leave the next steps to me, you just focus on the hunt."

Kraven continued to add weight to the barbell, gritting his teeth as he lifted it, "I don't trust your publicity, I'll handle it myself."

"Don't worry! I can make you more popular than all the stars combined. We can even make a documentary series, shoot a hundred episodes, you'll definitely be the top star in the celebrity league."

Watching as Kraven straightened his back and lifted the heavy barbell, his chest muscles dripping with sweat, the agent said, "We've already filmed 66 episodes, although they weren't very successful, but it will get better in the future."

"Perhaps," Kraven replied, pushing his sunglasses up. "You need a hot babe who will show up under the spotlight to promote products whenever you need."

With a loud thud, the barbell slammed heavily to the ground, abruptly halting the agent's words. Kraven wiped the sweat from his face with a towel, and discontentedly said to the agent, "You know what? You've disappointed me a lot in the past two years. You said you changed the program style to suit American tastes, but you haven't found what they like at all."

The agent looked at Kraven's imposing figure, swallowing nervously. But he still tried to express his thoughts, "The times are changing, aren't they? Next, we'll turn you into the embodiment of sex and violence. You are violence, so of course, you need a babe."

Kraven was speechless.

"Sex and violence" could be explained like this?!

I may not be well-educated, but don't try to fool me.

Taking a deep breath, Kraven picked up the dumbbell with one hand and said to the agent, "No need. What I want to do is hunt! And this hunt will be the biggest challenge of my career!"

Late at night.

All was quiet, and the entire forest of Big Bear Mountain was eerily silent.

No cries of snakes, birds, or insects could be heard, as if the entire forest had been abandoned by the world, existing in a space independent of the world.

Peter was clad in a black exoskeleton, standing amidst the trees.

Continuing his investigation of the "Big Bear Mountain Monster," he arrived at the dense forest of Big Bear Mountain late at night.

Almost blending into the darkness, he felt incredibly comfortable in such a place.

The alien blood endowed him with the innate talent of a hunter in the dark, a feeling of being "the one who hunts others, and no one can hunt him."

Stepping on the dry leaves underfoot, Peter approached a bush.

Reaching out to touch the leaves, a drop of congealed blood landed on his hand.

Sensing the scent of blood, he turned his gaze to a pile of leaves on the ground.

Parting the leaves, a large pool of blood appeared before his eyes, shocking in its volume.

So much blood.

Contemplating, Peter stood up.

It was obvious that the owner of the blood was already dead.

Was this Helen's doing?!

If an alien burst out of Helen's body, it would indeed cause this kind of bleeding effect.

If the aliens continued to breed unchecked, and these aliens were not under his control, it would definitely not be good news for him.

"Rustle!"

The grass in the forest made a faint sound.

It seemed like someone or something was moving through the bushes.

Peter's figure immediately disappeared into the darkness.

"Click!"

Following Peter, a dark figure entered the forest, stepping on a dry branch.

But the mysterious figure immediately sensed that something was amiss in the forest.

She turned around abruptly, her figure quickly disappearing.

Observing from the shadows, Peter frowned, his expression serious.

It wasn't because the other party disappeared too quickly to capture.

But because the other party hadn't moved at all.

The air didn't vibrate, and there were no traces of the grass being trampled.

It looked like the figure had vanished into thin air.

Moreover, the figure's physique made him speechless.

Tall and with a pair of long legs that were truly impressive.

The figure was clad in red bikini fabric, covering only the essential parts of her body.

The exposed parts, with their prominent curves, were like a sculpted work of art.

Beneath red lips, there was a captivating charm.

Even without the moonlight's illumination, the golden earrings sparkled with a gorgeous light.

With a fiery and mysterious figure, she was even more stunning than Black Cat when compared side by side.

At the first glance, Peter confirmed that she was definitely not human.

Furthermore, her disappearance was it invisibility? Or did she use some kind of concealment magic?

It made it impossible for him to detect her presence.

Returning his attention from her beauty, Peter fell into contemplation.

Originally, he had no intention of taking action.

But now, in the dark forest, the other party had already discovered that her concealment had been compromised.

Even if he didn't take action, there was a possibility that she would be discovered by the other party.

He could only take the initiative and subdue her before questioning her identity.

Closing his eyes, he relaxed his mind, allowing the exoskeleton covering his body to sense the changes in the air.

Soon, he detected the other party's trail.

"Swish!"

The air emitted slight ripples, and without any hesitation, Peter swung his claws towards his left side where the other party was.

"Boom!"

A burst of air sounded, revealing the half-fruit woman who was shocked to find Peter had discovered her.

Although her emotions were suddenly shaken, her movements were quicker.

She swung her fist towards Peter at lightning speed.

The air burst, and the woman's fist, moving at lightning speed, struck Peter's arm as he attempted to block.

Caught off guard by this immense force, Peter's body slid backward along the ground.

Steadying himself, wings extended from his back.

Peter shot spider silk from his wrist towards the opponent while creating distance and retreating.

Seeing Peter's wings appear, the woman's expression turned hostile.

Her figure accelerated suddenly, moving in front of Peter, while her left fist rushed towards him.

As Peter dodged, he blocked her left hand with his own.

Twisting her waist, the woman kicked sideways towards Peter.

The speed caught Peter off guard, but he remained calm and responded.

With a loud "thud," Peter was kicked, but his elbow also struck the woman's shoulder.

"Dong!"

The woman's body was thrown backward, crashing into a large tree.

Wild power filled her body, and the setback in battle not only did not make her retreat, but instead stirred up her ferocity.

Black wings similar to Peter's sprouted from her back, and her pupils were filled with white light, emanating an aura like a Valkyrie.

And this aura engulfed the surrounding space.

"This is..."

Slowly rising from the ground, Peter stared at her.

She was a vampire?!