Chapter 1639 No Time to Die (Part 2)

"Hurry up, Miles, everyone is pointing at you, how do you use this thing?" Gwen Spider-Man dragged Spider-Man Miles to the table, then pointed to a small external box next to it and said, "Isn't this thing your project team made capable of intelligent proofreading? Why doesn't it work on my computer?"

Miles took off his hood, came to the computer and started fiddling with it, typing on the keyboard while saying, "Gwen, you really should learn some computer knowledge, otherwise you will fall behind the times."

"You sound like my dad when you say this." Gwen Spider-Man hugged his arms and sighed, "It's not that I don't want to learn, but I just seem to have a grudge against electronic products. They are It works fine on others, but it always breaks down when it comes to me... Forget about that, what's going on?"

Miles turned his head and looked at the small box next to the computer, then his eyes fell on the connection cable. He exclaimed, and then said, "Oh my God, you use a wired connection? ! What era is this!"

"Uh, isn't that how it's connected? I see they have matching sockets."

"That's for debugging, this thing is wirelessly connected, let me see... Sure enough, you see, there's a blue light here, indicating that it's in debugging mode, so of course it's useless to click the calibration button, unplug the cable, and we'll pair it again."

"Hey, what are you doing?" A Peter Parker came over, Gwen Spider-Man turned around and looked at him, and said in surprise: "You are Peter from this universe? Why are you staying in the base at this time? Don't you have any experiments to do?"

"Don't mention it." Peter pulled the chair next to him and sat down and said: "Reporter Brock asked me to interview him at 3 pm. I have already asked for leave, but he said he had an urgent manuscript that needed to be completed in advance. My interview was changed to 4:30. This one and a half hours is not enough to go to the laboratory, so I can only wait here."

"It's really strange." Miles said while operating the computer: "I thought Dr. Otto and Dr. Warren would take away every minute of your time."

"They must want to do this. "Peter spread his hands and said helplessly: "They hate Eddie Brock, oh, and Nick Fury, anyway, they hate everyone who takes up my time."

"You are a big star now." Gwen Spider-Man walked over and put her arm on Peter's shoulder, put her head close to him and said: "Genius scientist, leader of the times, let me think, what else?"

"Oh my God, stop talking, I didn't know that reporters were so creative in praising people before, this is so embarrassing for me."

Peter gently pushed Gwen Spider-Man away from the chair, and Gwen Spider-Man grabbed the top of the chair back and pulled Peter's swivel chair over.

The two were playing around, and Miles at the table called out, "Okay, Gwen, come over and see how the proofreading is going."

Gwen Spider-Man let go of Peter's chair, ran to the table and took the mouse, then stared at the screen carefully for a while, exclaimed in disbelief, and said, "Oh my God, it's incredible, it even helped me replace the form of line breaks."

"Yes, this is not a rigid and mechanical application of the traditional proofreading mode, but artificial intelligence is helping with proofreading. If you have any requirements, just say it to this box."

Gwen Spider-Man felt a little novel, she picked up the box and fiddled with it for a long time, then Peter came over, but his attention was on the paper displayed on Gwen's laptop.

"'The significant influence of the evolution of philosophical criticism on the development of nihilism from the perspective of the spread of religion'?" Peter took a lot of effort to read out the awkward title. He turned to look at Gwen Spider-Man and said, "Are you studying this in the Dream Academy?"

"Not originally." When talking about this, Gwen Spider-Man was very aggrieved. She crossed her arms and said, "But my thesis in interstellar sociology was written like a piece of shit, so Dean Schiller asked me to change it to this topic. He thought I was interested in punk culture, so maybe I would like to study nihilism."

"But in fact, my thesis was not well written because I don't like to write papers, and it has nothing to do with the topic."

"Oh my God, I have a headache!" Miles looked at Looking at the large number of words he didn't recognize on the screen, he said, "I'm beginning to worry about my study life in the dream school."

"You should worry." Gwen Spider-Man sat in front of the computer and said while carefully checking the proofreading results, "Now Dean Schiller's college is full, you can only go to other colleges. How should I put it? In the other three colleges, you don't even have the opportunity to make up your thesis."

Miles wailed. He was also the type of Spider-Man who didn't like to study much, but who made Nick Fury, the director of SHIELD, put forward the slogan that "practice is the same as learning" and required all Spider-Man who came here to study in the dream school, otherwise they would not be able to complete the credits.

Just when Gwen Spider-Man complained to Miles about the courses in the dream school, the amazing Spider-Man rushed over, shook his mobile phone in his hand and said to them, "Hey, did you see this? It's going crazy on Twitter and Facebook!"

"What?" Peter leaned over and saw a photo on the Amazing Spider-Man's phone with a few paragraphs of text underneath. Peter was used to reading the text first, but the woman in the picture was so eye-catching that Peter couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my God, she's so beautiful."

In the picture on the phone screen, a black-haired woman wearing a black slim sweater and a green blanket draped over her neck and shoulders turned her back to the camera, but turned her head slightly to look back at the camera. She had a high nose bridge, deep eyes, and a head of black hair hanging down, which seemed crazy, but was actually full of wild beauty.

"This is a photo of a god-like woman taken by the well-known niche art photographer Crawford in Northern Europe. I heard that she is a punk culture enthusiast. On the way to a cultural exchange event, her car broke down, so she put on a blanket and went down to fix the car."

"The photographer happened to be there to attend an award ceremony for an art festival. The two of them met on the road. Crawford was attracted to the lady at first sight. He described her as a goddess in Norse mythology. It happened that the lady was also Norwegian. Look at her nose and eyebrows. She has a typical Nordic appearance."

"The photographer took a photo of her and posted it on his own Twitter account. This photographer who focuses on niche art does not have many fans. Each of his previous tweets only had dozens of likes, but this one was completely forwarded. Now it has almost 200,000 likes."

"Jesus, he only posted it at 10 o'clock last night, and it has already received hundreds of thousands of likes so quickly?" Miles also came over and said.

"More than that, this is a screenshot. The number of reposts and comments above is from a few hours ago. Now many media in various countries have reposted this picture. The number of likes and reposts around the world may have exceeded 100 million."

"That makes sense. She is really beautiful. No, that's not accurate. She has a kind of... how to say it? Divinity?" Peter touched his chin and collected and scraped his belly for a long time before finding a word.

"I think it's murderous aura. She is like the goddess of night or war." Miles shuddered, hugged his arms and rubbed them, and said, "I think she will destroy the world in the next second."

"What are you talking about? It's amazing. Let me see, let me see." Gwen Spider-Man put down the mouse and came over. She couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw the picture for the first time, and then suddenly she made a sound of "uh" as if someone was pinching her neck.

"Hela??!!!" Gwen Spider-Man screamed.

"What? Who?" Amazing Spider-Man was a little confused.

"She's Hela! Hela!!"

"You know this lady's name? Do you know her?" The Amazing Spider-Man looked up at Gwen Spider-Man in shock, and then said, "Then you must help me get a signed photo of her. If I take it back to my world's newspaper and publish it, I might become famous overnight."

"I mean, she's Hela! Hela Odinson of Asgard!"

Neither Miles nor the Amazing Spider-Man reacted, but Peter opened his mouth wide when he heard the last name Odinson. He pointed at the pattern on the screen and looked at Gwen Spider-Man and said, "No way? You mean, this is Hela Odinson. Her Royal Highness, the legendary princess of Asgard?"

Gwen Spider-Man also looked at him, then nodded desperately and said, "It can't be wrong. We were fishing together a few days ago. I saw her face up close. It's definitely her!"

"What? What do you mean?" The Amazing Spider-Man interrupted her and asked in confusion, "What are you talking about? Is this lady actually imitating Hela?"

"No, she is Hela, Hela Odinson herself." Gwen Spider-Man squeezed Miles next to her, pointed at the screen and said, "She is Odin's biological daughter, Thor's biological sister, Princess Hela Odinson of Asgard. Dingsen!"

Amazing Spider-Man and Miles were both stunned. Gwen Spider-Man said puzzledly: "Could it be that Hela was caught by a human photographer when she returned to Norway to revisit her old place?"

"It's not impossible." Peter thought for a while and said: "When Thor returned to Earth to live, he especially liked to go to the Norwegian specialty supermarket. He said that it made him feel like home. Maybe Hela is the same. Their family is very similar."

"But why does this report say that she is a punk art lover and is about to attend a gathering of a niche circle?"

"It must be that humans have spread rumors again." Peter shook his head He shook his head helplessly and said, "Don't you know those reporters? They make a big fuss out of a little news, otherwise there is no point of explosion."

"But she really looks punk." Miles stretched his neck and looked at the screen, unable to move his eyes away, and said, "If I met someone wearing this kind of makeup on the street, I might think it's weird, but this dark makeup really suits her, it's so beautiful."

"Who said it wasn't." The Amazing Spider-Man fiddled with his phone and said, "There are so many beautiful people, how can she become famous overnight with just one photo? Appearance is secondary, her dark temperament is simply synonymous with punk."

Gwen Spider-Man looked strange. She leaned over to the phone and stared at Hela's face for a long time. Then she had to admit that what Amazing Spider-Man said was right. If the sisters who played rock music with her in her universe saw this photo, they would scream and go crazy.

"I have a hunch." Gwen Spider-Man stared at the screen blankly and said, "She will bring the niche art of punk culture back into people's vision. It's hard to say whether it's a good thing or a bad thing. This is destined not to be a kind of culture that can be understood by the public."

"Wait, Gwen." Peter stopped Gwen Spider-Man and said, "The paper you wrote is about nihilism and punk culture, right? Then why don't you extract the introduction part from the front and submit it to the newspaper? The newspaper wants to take advantage of the popularity, and it must want this kind of manuscript, and maybe it can receive a lot of royalties."

Gwen Spider-Man jumped up immediately and said, "You are right. I just mentioned the spread of punk culture at the beginning. I will go and revise it and send it to the newspaper. You can also call me reporter Gwen in the future."