radicalducati Chapter 16 Gwen and Little Gwen
Chapter 16 Gwen and Little Gwen
On the seventh-floor balcony of the bookstore, Bertrand Russell lay shirtless on a wooden rocking chair.
Sunbathing and eating cantaloupe, I felt so relaxed.
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After reaching Tier 2 on the panel, the power of the talent [Energy Absorption] in absorbing physical energy is greatly improved.
Russell is now like a human-shaped, self-propelled, temperature-controlled air conditioner, keeping things warm in winter and cool in summer.
Unfortunately, their physical condition cannot be improved like that of Kryptonians by simply sunbathing.
After all, the two are fundamentally different.
For Russell, sunlight was energy.
For Kryptonians, sunlight acts as a catalyst, stimulating them to unlock their physical potential.
Even more regrettably, the efficiency of converting natural energy into attribute points is still not as good as that of magical energy.
But its strength lies in its slow and steady growth.
"Russell, Mr. Coulson from S.H.I.E.L.D. is looking for you."
"Hmm~, let him come over."
Russell responded lazily, remaining seated in his chair, showing no intention of getting up to greet her.
“Mr. Colson, my apologies.”
Russell apologized, but his tone lacked sincerity.
As he spoke, Russell pointed to the other rocking chairs nearby:
"Lying down here is so comfortable, do you want to try it too?"
"Just call me Coulson, Russell."
Coulson immediately bridged the gap between the two by saying, "Here's a gift from S.H.I.E.L.D."
Before Coulson arrived, S.H.I.E.L.D. had already thoroughly investigated Russell and Gwen.
Although they could not understand many of Russell's actions, a few things were certain.
First, there are problems with Russell's identity file;
Second, Russell and Kamar-Taj are related;
Third, Russell's formidable combat power and controllability.
S.H.I.E.L.D. received information that an accident during a military experiment several years ago created a powerful... Hulk.
But this Hulk is almost uncontrollable.
If they engage in combat, they will likely strike their own allies first.
Russell accepted Coulson's gift.
A complete file,
And...nationality of the beautiful country.
"Give me a green card, my country does not support dual citizenship."
Russell returned the files, showing little interest.
Coulson took the file with a puzzled look.
Although Russell has an Asian appearance.
However, based on the information gathered, S.H.I.E.L.D. speculates that Russell is most likely not from Earth.
Even if Russell was an Earthling, judging from the area he was active in, he didn't seem to be from the East.
As for other small countries in Asia, it's even less likely.
Although puzzled, Coulson agreed: "Okay."
"Russell, what are your thoughts on S.H.I.E.L.D....?"
“Wait a minute,” Russell interrupted. “Today is Halloween, it’s Sunday, it’s a holiday.”
"Alright, then Happy Halloween in advance, Russell. S.H.I.E.L.D. has a lot to do, so I'll take my leave now."
Colson tactfully took his leave.
He understood Russell's meaning: it was a subtle way of declining to join S.H.I.E.L.D.
The people of Kamar-Taj are indeed difficult to approach, but I'm not in a hurry.
There is no righteousness in buying and selling.
As long as Russell remains in New York, S.H.I.E.L.D. will have plenty of opportunities to recruit him.
Russell sighed; although he was an orphan, he still missed home a little.
Before we knew it, the sun was setting in the west, and dusk had arrived.
"Russell, get up and get dressed for the party."
Gwen went to the balcony and urged Russell, "Why did you sleep for so long? Are you exhausted?"
Although he participated in the battle against the vampires in the early hours of the morning, which greatly depleted his energy and affected his sleep.
But they are superhumans; their physical abilities and recovery speed far exceed those of ordinary people.
It's not like he's a weakling like Tony Stark.
Staying up late makes you weak.
"What, Gwen, do you want to give it a try?" Russell got up, put on his clothes, and was eager to try.
He hasn't forgotten the domestic violence he suffered at the hands of Gwen a few days ago.
Gwen shook her head; she didn't want to be tortured.
Although it's unclear why Russell suddenly became stronger, his physical abilities completely overwhelmed hers.
"If you're alright, let's go. By the way, have you prepared your clothes and candy?"
"I always have my clothes ready."
"So you didn't prepare any candy?"
"I'm sure the reliable Gwen has prepared everything for me."
......
As night fell, the party began as scheduled.
This time, Russell was dressed in a three-piece mage outfit.
Wizard's hat, yellow robe, staff.
Gwen, on the other hand, wore her Spider-Man suit and played the Ghost Spider herself.
"Look, it's a ghost spider!"
Spider-Man truly deserves to be a good friend of New York City residents.
Gwen has only been in this world for less than a month, but she has already become somewhat famous in New York.
Following the sound, they saw Eileen, dressed as a mage, waving.
As promised, the Ancient One cured her of the vampire's racial disadvantages and preserved her physical constitution.
As a result of misfortune, Erin became a mini superhero.
"Trick or treat."
Russell felt something bump his foot and looked down.
A little girl with long blonde hair, wearing a ghostly cloak.
Mini Gwen!
"Here you go, little Gwen."
Russell took out the candy that Gwen had prepared and handed it to little Gwen.
Taking the candy, little Gwen looked up and asked:
"How do you know I'm Gwen? And why do you call me Little Gwen?"
"Because there's also a Big Gwen here."
Russell reached out and pointed to Gwen beside him, indicating that...
"Hello, little Gwen."
Gwen crouched down, bringing her eyes level with little Gwen's, and smiled.
“I am also Gwen, Gwen Stacy.”
"You're also called Gwen Stacy? We have the same name."
Little Gwen exclaimed.
"Huh? We look alike."
"Gwen, what are you doing here?"
A young woman walked briskly over from a short distance away.
The newcomer looked remarkably like Gwen, only more voluptuous.
Helen!
Gwen's vague memories of her mother quickly became clear.
She must be Helen!
"Mommy~" little Gwen said sweetly, "I heard the Ghost Spider was here, so I came to check it out."
“Then you should have told me or George,” Helen criticized.
After giving Gwen a slight talking-to, Helen looked at Russell and Gwen and apologized:
"Excuse me, Gwen... Oh, you're the niece George mentioned, the one who looks a lot like me?"
Helen looked at Gwen, who was staring at her in a daze, and seemed to have thought of something. She asked in a low voice:
"You're Gwen, aren't you? Gwen from another world?"
Gwen stared blankly at Helen, her eyes welling up with tears: "Yes, I am Gwen. Mom."
Gwen couldn't help but step forward and hug Helen.
Helen gently patted Gwen's back and comforted her, "You've suffered a lot these years, haven't you?"
More than ten years ago, Helen often had a dream.
In her dream, she had a warm and loving family.
My husband is handsome and dashing; he's a policeman.
My daughter is well-behaved and adorable, with blonde hair.
Later, she met George and had a daughter.
She then remembered this and told George.
The two believed this was God's guidance.
Only now, upon seeing Gwen, does Helen recall the ending of her dream.
She died, and George raised Gwen alone.
Seeing Gwen and Helen embracing each other, Russell quietly left, leaving them alone.
Incidentally, I'll also take away an unexpected guest.
Iron Man, Tony Stark.