Chapter 153 - 141: The Cost of Recklessness

Lille felt disheartened—

With just a few activities, the pharmaceutical in his secondary heart was almost used up, and it turned out that the first version of his mixture had some minor issues.

But luckily, it wasn’t a major problem.

It’s just that George’s look was off—If I recall correctly, weren’t you almost dead?!

Can someone close to death run a hundred meters in nine seconds?

Gwen’s gaze was also strange, but the girl was still wearing a mask.

The riot hadn’t caused any deaths, but there were injuries and not a few—such as Peter’s classmate Flash, who sprained his foot while running.

Not to mention the economic loss, the main building of Midtown High School was completely unusable before the renovation completed.

In the night, people only saw half of the building collapse with loud bangs, and along the way, the sewage pipes burst one after another, with large patches of the road surfacing cracking and sinking...

But still, as they say, it’s good that no one died.

It seemed that Peter managed to keep some of his senses before getting blown up and controlled his urge to consume.

The NYPD quickly secured the scene and kept all media personnel out.

Outside the main building of Midtown High School, Lille and Gwen sat on student chairs, Peter lay on a stretcher, while George sat on a teacher’s chair.

George held a notebook, his expression odd, "So... are we taking statements here?"

In fact, it was mainly up to Gwen—who nodded.

She was going back home in a bit; it wouldn’t be feasible to leave a phone number for George to call her later and then go to the police station for a statement, would it?

As for George, although he had previous grievances with Spider Woman, they had fought side by side this time, so naturally, he wasn’t so strict.

Peter Parker, however, was still in a dazed state of mind, his hand hooked to a glucose drip; aside from his brain being a bit foggy and the small wounds left after removing the monitoring devices, he had no significant injuries.

He had to deal with any issues in the lab now, so there was no rush to take him to the hospital—Lille made this assessment.

Lille thought for a moment and pulled out a cellphone from his pocket: "Use this, it has voice input, so no need to write."

"...Did you make it yourself?"

"Made it myself."

"Nice piece of gear... cough cough, let’s get started then."

George became serious, "First you, Peter Parker, do you know what you did?"

"I..." Peter was utterly disheartened.

This was nothing like what he had imagined.

In this "great act of self-sacrifice," he had nearly crossed every threshold and then, after crossing each threshold, almost every situation had been beyond his expectations.

He’d shattered the high-intensity glass of the lab, tunneled through the sewage pipe system, and even demolished his middle school—

If someone had died, it would’ve been a lifelong pain for him.

After a long hesitation, his head heavy, Peter expressed his inner thoughts: "I...I just wanted to help, to be something special... like you."

A typical adolescent problem.

Severe adolescent issues might turn most ordinary people into troubled youth, but a capable troubled youth could indeed cause huge problems for society.

The remaining three could only sigh—

What else could be done?

George started questioning Gwen: "So, this... anonymous concerned citizen, I need to know what Peter Parker did while he was turning into a lizard."

Gwen seemed startled, "I’ve never... I mean, I believe Peter Parker was not in his right mind at that time!"

Her voice was still quite low—hoarse, quite evidently.

"Are you saying, he was in a state similar to a delusion?"

"Exactly—I believe that’s the case!"

"Alright... then did he deliberately attack anyone along the way?"

"No—except for me."

"Uh... so you think he didn’t intend to harm anyone, but obviously, he caused significant damage; can you provide his route of action?"

"I first saw him outside Midtown High School on High School Second Street; he might have come through the sewage pipes."

"Good."

George checked that the voice input content was correct and then continued, "Peter Parker, do you have anything to add? Is what this concerned citizen said true?"

Peter hung his head, "My memory is a bit unclear. I only remember being at Empire University, in the lab, injecting the Pharmaceutical."

I had arrived at the lab late, the neighboring building still had people working overtime, and then I entered the lab, Mr. Lille remotely shut down the equipment."

I don’t know where I got the courage and then I reconfigured the lab circuits, adding functions to the equipment—I knew Mr. Lille would never agree with this experiment...

Then I hooked myself up with all the monitoring devices, secured myself at the observation platform, I didn’t expect it to turn out this way..."

Peter dared not look at Gwen; he abruptly looked up at Lille: "Sir, I..."

Lille shook his head and gestured with his hand: "You did wrong, no doubt, and then you must bear the consequences—remember what I told you? This is why I wouldn’t risk conducting human trials rashly.

Why did you suddenly do this? Were you under some kind of stress?"

Peter looked bitterly at Gwen—he felt she was the girl he knew, but he had no proof.

"...How is Harry doing?"

Gwen paused, "He... I don’t know, the Osborne Group took him to a specialized ward, he said it might be because he left the house without taking his medication."

"Does he understand his own issues?"