Spider Tribe

"So, are you a mutant?" Marty Franklin asked again, her expression carrying a hint of disdain.

Cathy Weber held her forehead, half-covering her face. "I don't know. Don't mutants usually show their abilities during their teenage years? I'm already thirty."

Henry, who loved excitement and feared no trouble, added from the side, "Well, mutant awakenings don't necessarily happen during adolescence. What matters is intense enough emotions to flip that switch in the human body. Teenagers just happen to experience more emotional ups and downs than adults."

"So you think I'm a mutant too?" Remembering something about the man's background, Cathy Weber asked with a trace of expectation in her eyes.

But Henry abruptly changed tack and said cautiously, "No. I'm only saying that many people in this world possess incredible abilities. Some can be explained by science, while others cannot.

"You do too. That isn't especially unusual, and it has no necessary connection to whether you're a mutant. Maybe your ability came from somewhere else. You haven't forgotten, have you? You died not long ago."

"Ah! Died? What happened?" the girls cried out.

"I mean... well, can I say it?" Henry had intended to explain, but with the person involved right there, he did not speak rashly. Only after receiving Cathy Weber's nod did he roughly describe the car accident on the bridge.

Marty Franklin slumped back into the sofa. "Oh, so she only drowned and her heart temporarily stopped beating. That doesn't count as dying, does it?" "Still, it was a very unusual experience. Not everyone gets the chance to go through something like that."

After calming down somewhat and not wanting the others to keep discussing her, Cathy Weber asked again, "Then how do I solve the problem in front of me?"

"Ho ho, girl, are you asking