"Father is a monster!!!"
"And I have average talent... So, am I possibly a fake monster?"
Venom silently sighed in its heart.
As an infant not even a month old, its understanding of "talent" was entirely based on comparison with its father.
"I can only go all out!"
Venom's thinking was simple and direct,
"Fortunately, my father can't outdo me in going all out, because he only has one liver, while I can have....."
The term 'going all out' was taught to it by its father, and Venom's understanding was also straightforward and crude.
Namely:
Going all out = effort = getting stronger!
Number of livers = multiplier of effort!
Once thought of, do it immediately. In no time, several livers grew silently within Venom's body. As a symbiotic shadow being, it could decide how many livers it wanted.
Not only that, it could also train while bursting each liver.....
Amidst the swirling slime, three fresh livers quietly differentiated inside its body.
Poof!
