Drunkard Symbiote

The symbiote's learning speed was astonishing. Schiller had only just copied the ability, and after a short afternoon, another voice in his mind could communicate with him through clear brainwaves. Although it could only express simple emotions for now, it was already incredible.

Now that he could communicate with the symbiote, Schiller planned to start testing its abilities. He assumed this symbiote was similar to Venom, and that if he just shouted "Mask!" like in the movies, a sticky mass would emerge to envelop him, complete with two large white eyes, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and a long tongue.

The symbiote could directly perceive the images Schiller imagined. It sent a series of negative brainwaves and repeatedly broadcast one sentence in Schiller's mind:

"I'm not gooey, I'm not gooey, I'm not gooey, I'm not gooey, I'm not gooey..."

It seemed to be because the symbiote sensed that Schiller disliked the sticky texture of symbiotes.

To be honest, Schiller just didn't want to harm this newborn creature, as it would be his capable assistant in the future. Schiller actually didn't dislike the sticky texture of symbiotes; he found it quite unbearable.

No matter how powerful a symbiote was, that texture, like a pile of mud, was truly horrifying.

As if eager to prove it wasn't gooey, Gray Mist, having just learned to communicate, controlled Schiller's body and made him stand up before Schiller could react. In an instant, the world as Schiller saw it changed.

He had lost his eyes, or rather, he had lost his entire physical form, and gained tens of thousands of sensors.

Schiller discovered he could now clearly sense every detail of everything in the clinic's bedroom. These signals constantly streamed into his brain, but they weren't images he saw; they were sensations.

His eyesight was nowhere near good enough to discern the uneven texture of every single fiber in his blanket, yet he could now feel it. Initially, each sensor transmitted a massive amount of information, overwhelming his brain. But soon, this information was rapidly processed by his other thinking organ, the symbiote, and fed back to Schiller's brain. The sheer volume of detail gave Schiller a sense of complete control.

Next, Schiller realized he could seemingly control this state, so he began to direct the work of all the sensors, spreading them out as much as possible.

Until these sensors reached the full-length mirror in the bedroom, Schiller saw that he had transformed into a mass of gray mist.

That's right, he had lost his entire body and transformed into an unstable cloud of mist.

Every factor within the mist became his sensor. Tens of thousands of symbiote factors quickly wove into a vast information-gathering network, missing no detail. Anywhere the factors could penetrate, nothing was a secret to Schiller.

For instance, Schiller could even see the arrangement of iron elements in the electric kettle. If he concentrated, he could also sense the distribution of oxygen in the air and the presence of other rare gases. This microscopic observation ability, reaching the molecular level and even approaching the atomic level, made the world grander and more spectacular than Schiller could observe as a human.

"Thank goodness you're not one of those muddy symbiotes," Schiller thought.

Gray Mist seemed to feel praised and transmitted a very happy emotion. As if to further demonstrate its power, it directly controlled Schiller, causing the mist to disperse.

The gray mist stopped gathering and spread out evenly like ordinary fog. Soon, a hazy mist enveloped Hell's Kitchen.

A large number of factors became more dispersed, but they continued to transmit all sorts of information to Schiller's brain. With the expanded range, this information increased by the hundreds or thousands. However, with the symbiote helping him process it, Schiller could simply focus his attention on a specific area. For example, he could sense that five or six blocks away, in the heart of Hell's Kitchen, gangsters were engaged in a shootout.

He could even sense the trajectory of every bullet fired during the exchange.

He focused his attention, trying to find a bald man with a target pattern on his forehead.

Gray Mist instantly locked onto him, even transmitting all the microscopic environmental information of his surroundings back to Schiller's brain.

This ability was truly too powerful. Wherever the mist was, no one could escape Schiller's sight.

Schiller felt that if his own brain had to process so much complex information, he would have gone mad on the spot. But this symbiote seemed to possess this ability innately.

Within a dense fog, the information transmitted by each factor could be classified, filtered, and focused by it at an extremely rapid pace. In a very short period, Schiller only needed to focus his attention on what he wanted to know, and he would naturally know it.

It was as if he were playing a simulation game like SimCity from a god's-eye view, able to observe all the movements within the mist at any time. No detail could escape the penetration of the Gray Mist factors.

Furthermore, these magical factors could penetrate the interior of objects and cause destruction, such as disrupting stable molecular structures, turning objects into powder in an instant.

But Gray Mist told him that this ability only applied to things with stable molecular structures and could not be interfered with by any other force, otherwise, it would also be unable to exert its influence.

But this was still a powerful enough ability.

When he reverted to human form, Schiller could choose to gather his body in any area covered by the mist. This meant that within the range the Gray Mist could cover, he could disappear in one place and suddenly appear in another an infinite number of times.

However, this could not completely replace Flash, as transforming into the Gray Mist, dispersing the mist, condensing it, and then transforming back into human form required a certain amount of time, and was not as quick as Flash.

Matters in Marvel were temporarily concluded. Daredevil Matt was recovering. Spider-Man wanted to follow Stark to learn how to be a superhero, but unfortunately, he had his final exams coming up and needed to catch up on his missed classes, leaving him no time to roam around. Stark was extremely annoyed by Nick Fury, that bald guy, and had been hiding in his laboratory tinkering with mechs, not going out much. So, Schiller slept and returned to the DC world.

Not long after returning to DC, Schiller discovered a troublesome aspect of the symbiote within him.

Back in the DC world, Schiller was organizing his equipment. Due to Jonathan's arrest, there wasn't much Fear Gas left. Fortunately, he had previously cleared out Jonathan's entire stash, so the remaining Fear Gas was all concentrated, high-quality stuff.

He was diluting the remaining Fear Gas, preparing to put it into spray bottles for easier use.

Fear Gas had no effect on Schiller, so he didn't need to cover himself up completely like Jonathan did during experiments. The only two living beings in his entire apartment, Schiller and Pikachu, were not affected by this Fear Gas, so Schiller didn't mind if it leaked out during experiments.

Furthermore, he had no background in chemistry, and in the process of dilution, he probably violated about two hundred laboratory regulations within a minute. Not wearing gloves or a gas mask was the least of it. Therefore, after he finished, the room would essentially be filled with low-concentration Fear Gas.

This time was no different. After a series of extremely non-standard chemical dilution operations, Schiller managed to divide the Fear Gas into different spray bottles. But at this moment, a series of excited signals suddenly came from his brain.

"This is delicious, this is delicious, this is delicious, this is delicious, this is delicious, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat..."

Schiller was stunned. Was this symbiote saying that Fear Gas was delicious?

He suddenly remembered the comic book's depiction of symbiotes, especially Venom. The reason Venom could eat chocolate instead of human brains was because they all contained a substance called "phenylethylamine."

This was a chemical that caused excitement in the human brain. Both the human brain and chocolate contained this substance.

Could Fear Gas also contain it?

Schiller thought about it. This was indeed very possible. Fear Gas induced people's deepest fears and also activated their negative emotions. It was hard to say whether Jonathan had used this chemical when creating the gas.

Now it seemed he not only used it but also used quite a lot of it.

"How do you want to eat it?" Schiller asked in his mind.

The symbiote also seemed unsure. It only knew that the substance in front of it was very appealing. Schiller had no choice but to take out a bottle of diluted Fear Gas and spray it directly into his nose.

He instantly felt the symbiote in his mind become excited, constantly shouting in his head: "Delicious, delicious, delicious, delicious, not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough, want more, want more, want more, want more..."

Alright, Schiller thought, symbiotes probably had pretty big appetites. He then took out a small bottle of undiluted, liquid Fear Gas and drank it directly.

The substance itself had no taste, but in an instant, he could feel the Symbiote inside him becoming agitated, almost delirious with excitement.

It sent a long string of brainwaves that Schiller couldn't understand at all, then, using all the words it had just learned, it began shouting in Schiller's mind.

Finally, after a while, a mist began to spread around Schiller. This mist was deeper than ordinary Gray Mist, becoming somewhat black. Schiller sniffed it and felt it might be Fear Gas.

"Alright," Schiller thought, "it seems that high concentrations of Fear Gas are a bit like strong liquor to the Symbiote. The Gray Mist got drunk."

Moreover, after getting drunk, the Symbiote's reaction was surprisingly similar to a human's. First, it threw a drunken tantrum, spouting a lot of nonsense, and then it threw up.

This mist surrounding Schiller should be what the Gray Mist vomited after getting drunk.

The Gray Mist recovered quite quickly, but after it recovered, it still wanted to ask Schiller for more alcohol, which Schiller sternly refused.

But it was clearly persistent, whining and groaning in Schiller's mind, sounding very wronged.

Schiller was helpless. How did his Symbiote turn into a drunkard?