Within the massive underground research facility, the air reeked with a heavy stench.
The emergency lights flickered on and off, casting the corridor in a ghastly white.
Dried bloodstains, scattered documents, and half-eaten corpses lay everywhere.
Peter Parker carried the little girl on his back as he carefully made his way through this maze of death.
After Xiao Han and the others had enhanced him, his Spider-Sense had become stronger than ever.
He could clearly sense the threats lurking in every corner of the facility.
Every faint sound coming from the ventilation ducts formed a clear image in his mind.
This allowed him to avoid wave after wave of ordinary zombies and gradually reach the facility's core area.
"Peter, are we almost there?"
The girl on his back asked quietly, her voice filled with fear.
"Almost. We're almost there." Peter's voice was steady as he soothed her.
"Once we get the antibody, I can develop a cure. Then we can save everyone."
At that, Peter's gaze dimmed.
Though he knew perfectly well that there might no longer be everyone left to save in this world.
Just then, his Spider-Sense went off.
But unlike before, it was no longer the searing pain of being branded with a hot iron. It was a sensation of danger mixed with something familiar.
Danger!
Yet deep within that dangerous aura was something that did not make him afraid.
Peter stopped, settled the girl behind a relatively safe section of piping, then slowly peeked around the corner.
Ahead lay a vast central hall.
Unlike the surrounding wreckage, this place was exceptionally clean, as though someone regularly maintained it.
An extravagant old sofa stood in the middle of the hall.
A slender figure lounged lazily on her side atop it, her crossed legs outlining breathtaking curves.
She