Walking to the bedside, Leo sat in a chair, quietly watching the sleeping girl.
His heart was far from as calm as he appeared.
Gwen's ki was extremely unstable at the moment. Even while sleeping, it was rising at an extremely fast rate.
If an ordinary person's ki was five units, then Gwen, due to her regular exercise, had previously had seven to eight units.
But now... Gwen's ki had already risen to fifty, sixty, even seventy.
And it was still continuously rising.
Because of this, her body was somewhat feverish, making it look like she had a fever.
But Leo could sense that Gwen's ki was full of vitality and very healthy.
(This is just a measurement—please don't apply Dragon Ball's power system.)
What made him so silent was that he hadn't expected that in this world, the one walking the path of Spider-Man wouldn't be Garfield.
Nor would it be the Holland Spider-Man Peter who might appear in a few years, but his own childhood friend.
Living in Marvel, with childhood friend Gwen becoming Spider-Man—am I going to be sacrificed?
Oh wait, he was a Saiyan. Never mind then.
Leo breathed a sigh of relief. False alarm, false alarm.
After all, every Spider-Man ended up with friends and family being sacrificed, becoming alone in the end.
He still needed to panic for two seconds to show respect.
But thinking about it carefully, Spider-Gwen wasn't bad either. That tight-fitting battle suit would max out both attack speed and critical hit rate.
Too bad Gwen had short hair and couldn't do twin tails, or she'd even have a steering wheel.
...
He sat by Gwen's side like this for two hours, until the ki around her stabilized, before Leo prepared to leave.
He knew this was because the transformation brought by the spider genes was basically complete.
What remained was training or gradually becoming stronger through time, until reaching the upper limit of this form.
"Aunt, Gwen's fever has broken. There shouldn't be any major problems."
"The fever broke? That's good. Thank you for your trouble, Leo."
Hearing this, Helen sighed in relief. Looking through the open door at Gwen sleeping soundly, she didn't disturb her.
"George won't be back for a while. Let me make you something to eat."
"No need, Aunt." Leo declined. He still had work to do tonight. He made up a random excuse and left Gwen's house.
Without using teleportation to return home, Leo walked slowly down the street.
Night fell, and the combination of neon lights and skyscrapers filled this city with luxury and decadent splendor.
The men and women on the street were dressed brightly, laughing freely.
The Big Apple had always been like this—behind the prosperity hid countless unknown evils.
One could say it was heaven with one thought, hell with another.
Previously, Leo wouldn't have considered these things. He had a Saiyan's love of battle, combined with the laid-back attitude from his previous life.
If the world were destroyed, Leo definitely wouldn't stand by and watch, because he needed this colorful world to provide the foundation for various pleasures.
But things like crime, justice and evil—those were for police and so-called superheroes to consider.
Not anymore.
Anyone could guess with their feet what kind of path Gwen would walk in the future.
He didn't care about justice, but he cared about the girl he'd raised for so many years.
Originally, Leo had planned to let Gwen live carefree and happily for decades.
Then he would find longevity methods from the universe, and they could retire together, living shamelessly until eternity.
But now it seemed he needed to find time to come clean with Gwen and teach her some ki usage techniques to increase her combat power.
Only this way could he ensure the girl's safety.
"Troublesome. I wonder if Gwen will be angry when she finds out I've hidden so much from her for so long."
"She definitely will be, definitely will be."
Before he knew it, he had walked to his front door. Leo sighed.
He was in a very bad mood right now.
So he needed to vent.
Hell's Kitchen, officially called Clinton.
Whether in this world or the world Leo had transmigrated from, it was a famous existence.
World crime looks to America, American crime looks to New York.
New York crime looks to Hell's Kitchen.
This area located in Manhattan, not too far from Wall Street, should have been an extremely valuable commercial golden zone.
But the population here was mixed, serving as the first stop for various ethnic immigrants and illegal residents coming to New York.
People with underworld connections outnumbered normal people. Over time, Hell's Kitchen became a lawless zone.
The authorities turned a blind eye—as long as things didn't get too out of hand, they pretended nothing happened.
And for every transmigrator, Hell's Kitchen and the Kingpin were the best newbie village for leveling up.
If you hadn't taken down the Kingpin, you couldn't claim to have transmigrated to the Marvel universe.
Leo had also come here to grind experience for a while in the beginning, but due to his rapid progress, he had cleared this map in just a month or two.
It had been several years since he last set foot here.
The last time seemed to be when he was in elementary school.
"Stop! Robbery!"
"Put both hands up!"
Leo's expression was serious as he continued walking.
He hadn't slept enough today and was having hallucinations.
There was clearly no one there, so why was he hearing voices?
"Fuck, I told you to stop! Did you hear me!"
The same voice again. This time Leo saw two rows of white teeth, upper and lower, appearing. By the dim light from a convenience store in the distance.
He could finally barely make out two human silhouettes.
One person held a machete, the other held a gun pointed at Leo.
Leo was speechless.
Truly worthy of Hell's Kitchen. It was only past nine o'clock, and robberies were already this blatant.
What made him even more speechless was—were these two's racial talents really this strong?
Even with his eyesight, he had to look carefully to see them.
"Are you two fresh off the boat from Africa? Your color is so pure?"
"Boss, what's he mean?" the machete-wielding guy asked dumbly.
"Idiot, he's racially discriminating against us!"