God of Street Cursing

Although Matt had been resuscitated, he was still not out of danger and remained under observation in the intensive care unit.

Schiller said to Strange, "Doctor Strange, I owe you one. If you ever need help in the future, come find me."

Strange did not look well. After being dragged here in the afternoon and performing surgery for nearly ten consecutive hours, he said impatiently, "God bless me, may I never see you again, you freak."

Schiller said, "I believe you've already seen what I can do. So let me offer one more piece of advice: be careful when you drive."

Strange said, "Don't play these weird little tricks on me. I'm going home to sleep."

With that, he left. Schiller shrugged. He knew there was no way to change Doctor Strange's fate. In Strange's current state, there was nothing anyone could say that he would listen to.

But that was fine. Once he was begging everyone he could think of to heal his injured hands, he would naturally think of Schiller.

After returning to the clinic and getting a good night's sleep, Schiller woke to discover that he had gained two more chances for random chats. That meant he had significantly affected two important figures in the story. One should have been Daredevil, Matt, and the other Spider-Man.

Schiller decided to use one first. It seemed his abilities urgently needed improvement. After seeing what had happened to Daredevil, Matt, he felt that his defensive and evasive abilities were still not strong enough, especially his reaction speed. Even if he could teleport, no one could guarantee they would react in a mere fraction of a second. He could not rely on that unreliable Spider-Sense.

So Schiller opened the chat system and used one random chat.

Very soon, his chat partner appeared. Strangely, this avatar was somewhat unusual. The avatar frame was pitch-black, with only two glowing eyes seemingly visible within it.

As soon as the connection was established, Schiller heard a string of language from the other side that he could not understand.

All his previous chat partners had spoken English. Even when The Ancient One communicated directly with him through brainwaves, the meaning had been easy to understand.

But this time, his chat partner was babbling away in a language Schiller could not understand a single word of.

He tapped on the system and said, "Can't the chat system translate? What country's language is the other side speaking?"

Because of his experiences in his previous life, Schiller had visited universities all over the world for tours and exchanges. Besides English and Chinese, he knew at least a little of the languages of several European countries. Yet the other party's language seemed entirely unlike any of them. Schiller had never heard anything like it.

The system displayed a reply: "The chat system automatically translates any language used by a chat partner. If there is still content the host cannot understand, it indicates a difference in life form between the host and the other party, or that understanding the other party's language requires a special brain organ."

Schiller understood immediately. The other party was definitely not human. That long string of unfamiliar sounds might require a specific brain organ to receive. It was not really language, but more like a signal. Schiller was human and probably lacked the brain organ possessed by that species, so naturally he could not understand what the other party was saying.

Schiller clicked on the avatar and saw several words written there clearly—Knull, the Symbiote God.

He had not expected a random connection to link him to Knull.

The Symbiote God had already been thoroughly introduced in Venom-related comics. Simply put, he was an ancient creature that had existed since the birth of the universe, the Lord of the Abyss. He forged a weapon called the Black Death Sword, cut off the head of a Celestial, and then began wreaking havoc on other civilizations throughout the universe.

He developed a way to create dark creatures—splitting off Symbiotes. He led his Symbiote army and the dragon legions he created across the universe without restraint.

Until one day, he ordered the Symbiote army to attack Earth, only to be blasted senseless by a bolt from the old God of Thunder. He lost contact with most of the Symbiotes he had created.

Most Symbiotes scattered throughout the universe, bonding with all kinds of lifeforms. Many of them were kind and rational aliens, which made the Symbiotes realize that their creator's destruction of civilizations was evil. So they collectively rebelled.

After their rebellion, the Symbiotes imprisoned their creator, Knull the Symbiote God, on a remote and desolate planet—the so-called Symbiote homeworld.

Schiller did not rush to use his next chat opportunity. Instead, he eagerly began studying what Knull was saying.

From the moment the connection began, Knull had been going on and on. Rapid streams of utterly incomprehensible syllables kept coming through.

This setting was at least more reasonable. It was not like in the comics, where the entire universe spoke English. Schiller could not understand a single word spoken by the Symbiote God, but the Symbiote God kept ranting away, and Schiller really did begin to notice some patterns.

After repeated confirmation, Schiller finally understood what the Symbiote God was trying to express—he was cursing someone out.

That was right. Although not every creature in the universe spoke English, when creatures cursed, their tones were basically all similar. Certain words that were clearly profanity also appeared with high frequency. The Symbiote God was no exception.

Hearing the syllable "Nattaru" repeatedly appear in the Symbiote God's furious tirades, Schiller guessed it was probably a swear word in the Symbiote language, something like the word beginning with F.

So after the Symbiote God finished another long tirade, he casually said, "Nattaru."

The other side fell into an eerie silence.

After cursing people out for so many years, the Symbiote God was being cursed right back for the first time.

Schiller's guess was completely correct. That word really was profanity in the Symbiote God's language. The Symbiote God fired back with an even angrier string of words, but Schiller remained the same, casually replying, "Nattaru."

After hearing it enough times, Schiller even learned several other insults, copying the trills and pronunciation perfectly.

The Symbiote God kept sending long tirades, and Schiller would often pick a few of those words and curse back at him.

Anyway, the Symbiote God could not crawl through the internet cable and beat him up. So what if he was the Lord of the Abyss? So what if he had killed a Celestial?

As he traded curses with the Symbiote God, he recalled the origin story of this ancient creature.

The Symbiote God was rather unlucky. Setting aside whether he was good or evil, the scraps that had fallen off him rebelled, imprisoned him, and locked their creator away alone on a planet. From the looks of it, he had probably been imprisoned for a very long time.

It was not hard to understand why he cursed people out. If Schiller were in his shoes, Schiller would curse too.

Then Schiller began studying how to copy the Symbiote God's ability, though he was somewhat hesitant. He guessed the Symbiote God's power was creating Symbiotes, but Schiller did not want that ability.

He clicked on the avatar and found that the words "Copy Ability" had turned red. A note appeared beside them in parentheses: "The other party's ability is currently mutating. Please copy with caution."

It was the first time Schiller had encountered such a phenomenon.

To explain that, they had to start with the Symbiote God's origin story.

After being imprisoned, the Symbiote God was not going to just sit there. Naturally, he would try every possible way to escape. Schiller had arrived at just the right moment. Not long after the Symbiote God came up with this method, Schiller connected with him.

The Symbiote God was an extremely ancient creature. Though it could not be confirmed whether he was the first lifeform in the Seventh Cosmos, he was certainly among the first few.

His power came more from his innate talent. His mind was not particularly sharp. The method he came up with to escape was not born of intelligence either, but of his special nature. Schiller had not read much of this part of the comics in his previous life, but he knew that the offspring created by the Symbiote God did not all possess the same abilities. Some were very strong, while others were very weak.

Some Symbiote offspring possessed special abilities, and the Symbiote God intended to take advantage of that trait. He planned to create a special Symbiote. He wanted this offspring to have no physical form, instead becoming a cloud of conscious smoke. Once he transferred his consciousness into that offspring's body, he could escape the restraints of the planetary prison.

Honestly, it was not a particularly brilliant plan, and it might not even allow him to leave that place. But the Symbiote God was imprisoned alone on a barren planet. If he did not find something to pass the time, what else could he do? So his daily routine had only two activities—cursing people out and spawning offspring.

Just as he created this new offspring and prepared to transfer his consciousness, Schiller connected with him. That was why the Symbiote God's ability was mutating. He was transferring his consciousness into a new body, and his ability was becoming the new body's ability.

Normally, with a chat partner like the Symbiote God, it would be like Spider-Man before he had been bitten—Schiller would be almost completely unable to copy his abilities. When the Symbiote God fought across the universe, he relied on the powerful living abyss known as the Black Death Sword. Later, his ability to split off dark creatures came from his innate nature. It was an ability that suddenly emerged after his defeat and fall, with no source at all.

Schiller could not copy any of those things. And even if he could, he would not copy that ability. Why would he want to cut himself into pieces? Worse, those fragments might band together and betray him. It was far too unreliable.

So without hesitation, Schiller chose to copy the ability that was mutating. If it was an invisibility or damage-evasion ability, he would hit the jackpot. Even if it gave him formidable strength like Venom, or turned into something like a suit of armor, that would still be good.

Symbiote Grey Mist (Special Ability) loaded.

In an instant, Schiller felt as though he had suddenly gained another field of vision. He was still using his own eyes, yet the one using them was not him. The signals received through those eyes still entered his brain.

It was as though he had directly copied a Symbiote over.

No, it seemed somewhat different. The system's copied abilities would not give Schiller any external objects, nor could it copy the other party's equipment or physical possessions.

For example, if Schiller copied Iron Man's abilities, he might gain Stark's genius intellect or his ability to develop equipment, but he could not obtain a completed suit of armor like Mark V.

The system could only copy the chat partner's own abilities. It could not copy anything external to them.

Schiller felt as though a naive soul had been placed inside him. Yet it was not an external thing; it was still part of himself. That Symbiote had not become something like Venom that could leave its host at any time. Instead, it had become a part of Schiller.

Simply put, it had become an ability loaded onto Schiller by the system, part of Schiller himself. Like the other abilities Schiller had obtained from the system, it could not leave him. If Schiller died, it would perish as well. It could not escape, much less find a second host.

Yet it also possessed some Symbiote traits. For example, it could think. Schiller could feel that part of his brain had seemingly been altered. The Symbiote had become an organ in his brain, and their communication was more like a conversation between one personality and another.

This Symbiote truly was special. Schiller would understand later that when the Symbiote God created it, he had added even greater ambitions to it.

And after it was copied by the system, the system further altered the Symbiote so that its traits could merge with the traits of a system-loaded ability. This caused it to become what might have been a unique lifeform in the entire universe—and an incomparably powerful one.