Gwen, who had been maintaining order, noticed Mary's unusual behavior and was about to speak when she suddenly saw another person in front of Mary.
That was... Mr. Miracle, Aaron.
For a moment, Gwen forgot to call out to Mary.
She watched Mary approach Aaron and say something flattering.
'Does Aaron have a connection with that woman?' Gwen couldn't help but guess.
When she looked up, she saw Aaron smiling and nodding at her, and Gwen subconsciously smiled back.
At this moment, Mary pulled a pen from her bag and said excitedly in a low voice, "Mr. Aaron, I am a fan of yours. Could you sign an autograph for me?"
Aaron glanced at the rather voluptuous girl, smiled, and nodded. "Of course."
He vaguely guessed who the other party was.
Midtown High School... red hair, not bad compared to Gwen... Mary Jane.
Aaron was very surprised. He originally thought Gwen was the biggest gain today, but unexpectedly, there was also a bonus gift: Mary Jane.
"So... where would you like me to sign?" Aaron didn't see any paper.
Mary searched her bag and looked disheartened. "Oh dear, I forgot to bring paper."
Aaron raised an eyebrow. He clearly saw a notebook at the very bottom of her bag.
Aaron vaguely sensed something, his smile growing brighter.
"Maybe we can sign somewhere else?"
Mary bit her lip and thought for a moment. "If I sign on the outside of my clothes, wouldn't that be too showy?"
"They will definitely see you."
"How about... we sign somewhere out of sight?" Mary asked cautiously.
At the same time, she straightened up, her chest heaving.
Aaron's gaze dropped as he said, "Not a bad idea, but here..."
"Come with me."
Aaron put away his pen, it seemed he was going for a repeat performance. But dealing with such a novice was child's play.
Aaron led Mary to a private restroom.
After confirming there was no one else around, Aaron led the way in.
Mary looked back, pressing down on her constantly trembling heart. She felt like all of this was a dream. She had never imagined such an opportunity today.
Taking a deep breath to calm her excited heart, she quickly entered the restroom but didn't see Aaron.
Just as she was wondering, Aaron suddenly hung upside down in front of her.
"Shh... You don't want anyone to see us, a single man and woman, in the restroom, do you?"
No, I do!
Mary was about to say something when Aaron suddenly pressed in.
Oh my god!
This feeling...
Mary froze for a moment, then actively hugged Aaron's head, wild and passionate.
She was very inexperienced, but she tried her best to adapt, quickly learning and digesting based on stories she had heard from others.
Mary's learning ability, to some extent, was very impressive. She seemed to be an innate succubus, easily able to master skills.
After a long while, Mary gasped. "It's incredible, this feeling is so wonderful and crazy."
She looked at Aaron, who was still hanging upside down from the ceiling. She felt like she was about to lose her balance.
"Perhaps before we start the main event, we can sign?"
Aaron floated lightly to the ground. He took a step forward, and pushed Mary against the wall, propping himself up with one hand. He looked down at her, and with the pen in his right hand, gestured for Mary to do it herself.
Mary's eyes were moist, her skin fair with a rosy glow, exuding a unique charm. She obediently complied.
After Aaron signed his name on her chest, he tossed the pen aside and lowered his head.
"Hmm~"
An hour later.
Aaron helped Mary, who had stumbled, back.
"Perhaps I can have someone drive you home."
Mary subconsciously shook her head. "No, I can manage."
"Then I'll take you over first."
Seeing this, Aaron didn't insist.
Mary was still an ordinary person, and it was her first time. He had only used less than a tenth of his strength, yet he still ended the game.
However, Mary was exceptionally gifted. Even though her whole body was weak, she could still walk.
Mary gritted her teeth and persevered. She wanted to appear stronger and more independent in front of Aaron. It would be terrible if he thought she was a casual and snobbish woman.
So she insisted on going back, holding on until the last moment.
Just then, Peter, who had been immersed in the ocean of biological knowledge and occasionally chatted with Curt, felt a slight pang in his heart, feeling empty throughout.
"Excellent, Peter, you have a great talent in biology, to be able to understand it to this extent."
Peter was wondering when he suddenly heard Curt's praise.
"I very much hope to work with you one day. Don't waste your talent in this area."
Peter scratched his head and chuckled.
The others, hearing this, looked at Peter with envious eyes.
At this moment, Peter felt a wonderful sensation he had never experienced before. It was great to be admired and envied.
He had always been a loser, basically invisible. No one knew how much knowledge he had secretly learned or how many books he had read.
Harry, beside him, spoke up for his friend, "Professor Curt, Harry has also read Dr. Otto's research report on nanotechnology, and he even wrote a specialized report."
Curt was even more surprised. "Do you understand it, Peter?"
Peter's smile became more constrained, and he nodded, "Yes, it was very interesting and captivated me."
Curt patted Peter's shoulder. "Excellent, I admire you more and more. I heard you're preparing to take the Empire State University entrance exam?"
"Dr. Otto is currently affiliated there. I can introduce you to become his student."
"Thank you, Professor Curt." Peter said excitedly.
"Professor Curt, it seems you've found a student to inherit your mantle?" Aaron's hearty voice sounded from afar.
All the students looked over in surprise.
"Oh my god, that's Mr. Aaron, the God of miracles."
"Wow, we actually get to be this close to the God of miracles. I must be dreaming."
"Oh no, I'm about to faint."
Amidst the exclamations of the crowd, Aaron came before Curt, glancing at Peter and Harry.
"Uncle Aaron."
Harry respectfully bowed slightly to Aaron, a brilliant smile on his face.
"What? Aaron is Harry's uncle?"
"This is too incredible."
Harry had only recently transferred to Midtown High School, so not many people knew his true identity.
Only a very few, like Peter, knew that Harry's surname was Osborn and his father was Norman.
Aaron asked, "Harry, is this your classmate Peter?"
Harry nodded. "He is Peter Parker, a Genius."
"Excellent."
Aaron patted Peter's shoulder.
Facing the latter's excitedly uncontrollable smile, he encouraged him, "Keep up the good work, Peter. I hope you can work for me."
"I will definitely work hard, Mr. Aaron."
Peter felt lightheaded. This was definitely the most glorious moment of his life.
He was the protagonist of the world, he had received everyone's approval.