Venom Appears

"Eddie, you..."

Dora's voice trembled. She stared at the terrified man before her, still shaken and utterly astonished. "You're okay?"

"Are you that surprised I'm okay?"

Eddie crossed his arms and felt over his body, equally unsettled but unable to stop himself from rolling his eyes. "Were you hoping something would happen to me?"

"No."

Excitement lit up Dora's eyes. Her researcher instincts immediately took over, and she said eagerly, "You're okay. You're actually okay! You bonded with the symbiote—you became the perfect host!!"

"So that means I can survive in space now?"

Eddie froze.

"Of course."

A deep voice echoed in his mind. "You are my most perfect host."

"Who?"

Eddie's eyes widened. "Who's talking?"

"Who's talking?"

Dora was baffled. "No one's talking!"

"Impossible!" Eddie said firmly. "I clearly heard someone talking."

"Could you be hearing things?"

Dora frowned tightly. "Does the symbiote have side effects? No, you need an examination as soon as possible!"

"What examination!"

Thinking of his current situation, Eddie couldn't be bothered to explain. He would only have the mind to consider such things after they were safe. Otherwise, this day next year would be the anniversary of his death.

"Run! If we don't run now, it'll be too late!"

Eddie grabbed Dora and bolted away from the Symbiote Research Center.

"That way, the exit is over there!"

Dora pointed in a direction.

The two sprinted.

"Stop!"

At that moment, a group of security guards appeared at the end of the corridor. Armed with guns, they immediately raised their weapons at Eddie and Dora.

"Or we'll open fire!"

The man in the lead shouted.

Eddie and Dora ignored them, even picking up their pace.

Only an idiot would stop!

"Fire!"

The man gave the order without hesitation.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The powerful specialized weapons spat blue muzzle flashes.

Bullets whizzed through the air and struck near Eddie and Dora's feet, forcing them to unleash strength they had never known before.

What shocked Eddie was that a bullet had clearly been flying toward him. Just when he despaired, thinking he would die here today, his body strangely lurched a step forward at the crucial moment, dodging the bullet.

The power had come out of nowhere, as if someone lived inside his body.

Gulp!

As he ran, Eddie was still shaken, but he had a vague sense of what was happening.

But under these circumstances, he obviously didn't dare stop to study his body. He could only keep running forward with everything he had.

Dora couldn't even keep up with Eddie's speed. He dragged her along by the hand, and she was miserable.

Soon.

Several more armed thugs appeared ahead of them.

Wolves in front, tigers behind.

Eddie and Dora seemed to have nowhere left to run.

Despair appeared on Dora's face.

At that moment, Eddie's body moved beyond his control. He slid forward, swept down the thugs before him with one kick, then rose as though defying gravity. With a push of both hands, he sent the remaining two thugs flying.

Bang! Bang!

The two thugs slammed into opposite sides of the corridor, like paintings hung on a wall that couldn't be peeled off.

Beating people into wall art!

The tremendous power Eddie suddenly unleashed was astonishing.

Dora stood stunned.

Then she was dragged away at high speed.

"Chase them!!"

The man behind them rushed over with his men.

He stared in shock at his subordinates sliding down from the walls on either side.

As the security captain, he was naturally experienced enough to recognize that the casual force Eddie had displayed was simply unbelievable.

"How is that possible?"

The man swallowed, seemingly realizing something as his eyes lit up.

"Catch him!"

He shouted, "You have to catch him! The boss will reward us handsomely!"

"Understood!"

The remaining men weren't fools. They were equally excited, flames burning in their eyes as they looked at Eddie and Dora like two running gold mines.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Driven by the lure of money, they quickly pursued Eddie and Dora.

But along the way, Eddie's body remained out of his control, displaying incredible abilities as it swiftly knocked down the thugs blocking his path.

His body even underwent bizarre transformations.

It turned into a mass of goo and shot forward like an endlessly extending tentacle. Once it solidified, it wrapped around an enemy's entire body before viciously flinging him away.

Judging by the cracking sounds of breaking bones, there was no need to wonder—they were crippled for life.

Dora was completely dumbfounded.

She had never imagined that humans who bonded with symbiotes could gain such terrifying superhuman abilities.

No wonder Carlton Drake had been willing to pay any price to get results.

Could Drake have planned this all along?

As Dora's thoughts ran wild, another transformation in Eddie threw her into turmoil and filled her with utter terror.

Whoosh!

At the moment the crowd closed in, Eddie transformed into an ugly black creature.

Nearly three meters tall, it resembled a small giant. With a casual lift of its hand, it could touch the ceiling, radiating an overwhelming sense of oppression.

The creature's huge eyes were entirely white, making it look like a demon from hell. Its face was filled with sharp, tightly packed fangs.

"Hehehe!"

It let out a smug chuckle amid the crowd and swallowed the head of the enemy before it whole.

The others collapsed in terror, unable even to hold their guns steady.

"Ahhh—"

Dora screamed in fear.

Whoosh!

Eddie instantly changed back, his face filled with terror.

"What was that just now?"

Although Eddie had been covered by the symbiote, he had retained his own will and had seen everything that had just happened.

"What the fuck did I just do?"

"Did I eat someone?"

He was on the verge of breaking down. Turning, he glared at Dora. "What the hell is a symbiote?"

"I don't know, I don't know!"

Dora was close to breaking down as well.

"Don't run!"

More pursuers came from behind.

In the emergency, Eddie could only push what had just happened out of his mind.

Those people deserved to die anyway. There was no time to think about it. He kept pulling Dora along as they fled.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

They quickly reached the exit.

At that moment, Carlton Drake was delivering his impassioned, fervent speech.

Rather than a press conference, it was more like a one-man show.

Anton and Jameson were watching with drooping eyelids.

The barking of a loser.

Suddenly.

A loud crash drew everyone's attention.

Including the reporters, everyone turned toward where the crash had come from.

It was an iron door behind Drake.

Like a seal.

It blocked everyone's view without a single gap.

Yet at this moment, a huge bulge appeared in the heavy iron door, as if it had been struck by a powerful shell.

"What is that?"

People cried out in alarm. "Is there some monster behind that door?"

Boom!!

Before everyone's horrified eyes, the heavy iron door suddenly bulged outward completely, then flew away.

Clang—

The iron door crashed to the ground.

Two figures appeared beyond the empty doorway.

A man and a woman.

Phil, standing among the crowd, widened his eyes in stunned disbelief.

The woman was held in the man's arms in a princess carry, her face obscured from view.

The man's hair was a mess and his face was covered in grime. Other than the fact that he was a blond white man, no one could identify him.

"Who is that?"

People cried out in alarm. "He destroyed the iron door! What kind of monster is he?"

"Stop!"

The thugs behind the door refused to give up and arrived again with guns in hand.

The man didn't turn around. He didn't even look at the crowd before him. He stomped his foot and leaped into the air, jumping at least twenty meters high.

Amid the woman's cry, he escaped into the woods beside them.

The thugs hurried after him.

Drake was rendered speechless.

Then, as if realizing something, a flicker of excitement flashed through his heart.

He exchanged a glance with the assistant beside him.

The assistant promptly stepped forward.

"Mr. Drake, do you have any explanation for what we just witnessed?"

"Who was that man?"

"Was he one of your test subjects?"

"He just displayed abilities far beyond those of an ordinary person. Is this the purpose of your illegal human experimentation?"

"Mr. Drake, please answer our questions."

The questions came one after another like a barrage, a storm too fierce to avoid.

Drake ignored them, waved a hand, and left the podium.

The assistant stepped up to the small microphone.

"We're sorry, but an unexpected situation has occurred, and we don't yet know what happened."

After a pause, he continued, "Today's press conference is now over. Once we understand the situation, we will certainly explain it to the public again."

"Don't go!"

The crowd erupted.

Drake paid them no attention and quickly entered the research facility.

Even if he used his ass instead of his brain to think, he understood what had just happened.

It worked!

The experiment to combine humans and symbiotes had succeeded!

Elsewhere.

The moment Eddie appeared, Anton, who was watching the livestream inside a car, nearly choked on his own saliva.

"Holy shit!"

He cursed in Chinese. "Eddie!!"