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In the early morning, after successfully shaking off his pursuers, Eddie Brock circled around for a long time outside before sneaking back into his home through the window.
Driven by intense hunger, he rushed to the refrigerator, eager to rummage through it for food to replenish his energy.
Puffed snacks, milk, coffee, fried chicken… these were his favorite snacks, but now they all tasted like chewing wax.
They simply couldn't compare to the deliciousness that a human brain provided.
"How about it? Didn't I tell you? Once you've tasted a human brain, you won't be able to stop."
Anti-Venom's voice echoed in Eddie Brock's mind again, "Idiot, it's time for us to eat and replenish our energy. Today happens to be Thursday, so let's go out on the streets and eat our fill!"
"No, I'm not going to eat people."
Eddie Brock slapped his head in resistance and turned on the TV, trying to distract himself from the increasingly strong hunger.
Surprisingly, it actually worked quite well.
After his mind settled down a bit, he picked up the phone and called Dr. Skirth.
However.
After several rings with no answer, the call automatically went to voicemail.
"Skirth, it's me. I just got home after shaking off those tailing me. Are you okay? You didn't contact me at the time we agreed on, so I'm really worried..."
"You were right, there really was a super scoop hidden in that lab. I think I got infected with a parasite there; it makes people run very fast and jump very high..."
At this moment, Anti-Venom's voice rang out, "Idiot, you are the parasite, your whole family are parasites! I am Anti-Venom, a noble Symbiote."
"Also, aren't you afraid that the Life Foundation will trace me back here if you rashly tell others about my existence?"
Eddie Brock was speechless, and quickly corrected himself into the phone: "Ah, I mean I took a lot of photos in the lab.
But to completely take down Carlton Drake, we still need more detailed information about this experiment. We'd better meet as soon as possible."
"Also, I saw another very strange guy in the lab. All the guards seemed to ignore him.
If possible, I hope you can go to the monitoring room and copy a video file. I always feel like I've seen him somewhere before..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sudden loud noise from outside the room.
"Ah ah..."
Eddie Brock and Anti-Venom screamed simultaneously, the latter directly issuing an order:
"Useless, hurry up and make those rock-and-roll bastards in the room opposite stop! I need to replenish a lot of energy to overcome my weakness to sound waves!"
Bang bang—
Eddie Brock forcibly controlled his abnormal irritation and knocked on the opposite door. A bearded man with long hair opened the door and asked unpleasantly, "What do you want? Is there something?"
"Can you please turn down the music a bit? Because I'm really uncomfortable right now."
"Huh?"
The bearded man pointed to the other burly men in the room behind him and retorted with disdain:
"Who are you, kid? How dare you ask so many people to accommodate just you? I'm not your dad, I don't care about your life or death."
The few rock-and-roll strongmen behind him also stood up, posing as if they would beat him if he said one more word.
"Eddie, you're really a useless waste. Let me handle it."
Seeing Eddie Brock about to back down again, Anti-Venom immediately snatched control of the body.
Black and white skin instantly covered his entire body, and he opened his big mouth and said, "Breakfast time."
Crunch crunch crunch...
A few minutes later, as Anti-Venom walked out of the room contentedly, a silver hand, quick as lightning, gripped his neck and lifted him into the air.
"Weak little thing."
Riot pulled Anti-Venom closer and observed him with interest, "You're not Venom, you're... his offspring?"
"Boss, don't eat me, I found a very important piece of information."
Anti-Venom had the exact same memories as Venom, so he knew how powerful and Ravage the Riot in front of him was, and with his current strength, he was no match at all.
Since he couldn't beat him... then of course he had to join him!
"You're sensible."
Riot nodded in satisfaction. After letting go of Anti-Venom, he returned to Eddie Brock's home with him. "Tell me where Venom and the other guy went."
Anti-Venom dared not hide anything and exaggeratedly recounted what had happened in the laboratory that day.
When talking about Venom's consciousness being erased by Karl, he didn't forget to gloat and mock:
"Boss, Venom was too stupid. He thought he found the perfect host and abandoned me, but he didn't realize that powerful human was beyond his control."
"In the end, his consciousness was erased, he totally deserved it..."
But who would have thought, Riot retorted with an expression of disbelief: "Impossible, our consciousness is protected by the Symbiote God, no one can erase our thoughts."
"Boss, I swear by the name of Knull, the Symbiote God, I really didn't lie to you, that human is terrifyingly strong."
Anti-Venom quickly put on a pitiful act, afraid that the other party would just eat him if they were unhappy.
"Hmm? Among weak humans, are there really dangerous guys who can erase Symbiote consciousness?"
Riot finally stopped questioning this time, because no Symbiote would dare to swear by Knull's name so casually.
Just as he was about to inquire about the characteristics of that human in detail, he was suddenly attracted by the news being broadcast on the television opposite.
In The Daily Bugle's paid column channel, John Jameson's interview was being broadcast.
"Dear audience, just recently, I received a shocking revelation about the Life Foundation, the content of which involves a horrific and illegal human experiment."
"For years, the Life Foundation has been using the guise of gene therapy to treat late-stage pancreatic cancer patients, gaining public attention and support, while secretly sending people to capture homeless individuals for illegal human experiments..."
"To date, nearly thirty innocent people have died in related experiments, but the Life Foundation has consistently concealed this and attempted to use increased positive public opinion to cover up its cruel crimes!"
"It's hard to imagine that in today's legal society, such inhumane acts still exist. This is the greatest insult to science and law, and a ruthless trampling of freedom and human rights."
"So now, please examine their crimes for yourselves..."
Then John Jameson played a video.
It recorded dozens of fast-forwarded and edited human experiment footages.
In the Life Foundation's laboratory, test subjects in hospital gowns, like lab mice, were ruthlessly tied to operating tables, undergoing round after round of drug tests.
Some of them died on the spot, foaming at the mouth, immediately after the first round of drug injection.
Others received nearly ten consecutive injections before losing their lives in endless pain and wailing.
And those researchers and security personnel were already accustomed to this, dragging the bodies out expressionlessly, then roughly escorting other homeless individuals to undergo the experiments again.
"It's that damn The Daily Bugle again!"
Carlton Drake, at this moment, forcibly broke free from Riot's control, punched the TV, and roared furiously:
"What the hell is going on? Why were those confidential video files leaked?"
"Are there other traitors in my company besides that backstabbing Skirth?"
"If I'm not mistaken, this should also be that human's doing..."
Anti-Venom cautiously reminded, "Boss, it looks like your plan must be carried out in advance."
"That's right, but fortunately, the Symbiote research has not been exposed, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."
Carlton Drake said with a very solemn expression:
"Riot, we must immediately prepare for the Rocket launch, otherwise, it won't be long before those damn investors call to halt this project."
Riot immediately decided that he and Carlton Drake would personally pilot the Rocket to the comet where the Symbiotes lived and bring all the Symbiotes there back to Earth.
Anti-Venom and Eddie Brock would remain here.
They would use their identities as reporters to investigate the true identity of the mysterious person who could erase Symbiote consciousness.
Then, when they returned with the main force, they would work together to eliminate this potential threat.
The two immediately hit it off and then headed together to the Rocket launch center set up by the Life Foundation in the suburbs of Queens.
...
...
At the same time.
Prestige +1, +1, +1...
After Karl woke up, he noticed a new increase in the prestige points on the light screen in front of him, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.
"It seems that John Jameson's arrangements are finally on track."
Karl turned on the TV and switched to The Daily Bugle's paid column.
As expected, it was broadcasting the Life Foundation's illegal human experiments.
Karl was quite confident in John Jameson's ability to manipulate traffic.
Then he turned off the TV and focused his attention on the light screen.
The extremely gratifying growth of prestige points at the moment was enough to show that his "subordinate cultivation plan" for John Jameson had been initially completed.
From now on, even if The Daily Bugle's reports did not involve Karl himself at all, he would still gain the greatest benefit, and even a double harvest effect, due to John Jameson's influence!
However, to completely win over an old hand who had been in the entertainment industry for decades was by no means an easy task.
Yet Karl, without using any Mind Power, managed to gain the other party's absolute loyalty in less than three months.
This was undoubtedly the best interpretation of his personal charisma.
At the same time, as the boss, Karl also gained the joy of "nurturing" that only he could experience during this process.
It seemed that it wouldn't be long before he could become a hands-off boss who threw wild parties all day long.
After a simple wash, Karl was escorted by three presidential-level special cars to the restaurant General Ross had booked in advance.
Frank and Selene did not accompany him.
Because they were directly sent to a private hospital secretly controlled by the Wizard Society last night for treatment.
This would minimize the chance of blood samples being collected by old schemers like Nick Fury.
Anyway, Karl had plenty of time now.
So he decided to slowly inquire about all the details of last night after returning to his territory.
Especially the "soul fragment of a demon" that he was particularly concerned about.
"Mr. Merks, putting aside our brief meeting last night, this should be our first formal meeting."
After sitting down in the luxurious restaurant, General Ross, with a smile on his face, was the first to speak: "
But before this, I had already heard of your great name."
"At the same time, I express my sincere admiration for your heroic feat of liberating Sokovia by yourself. This reminds me of my own experience in the military when I was young..."
Karl was speechless at the words.
Old man, I'm not here to listen to your rambling!
We are both old foxes, what are you doing playing ghost stories with me?
Do you think that by getting a little close to me and blowing some smoke, I'll readily agree to your demands?
You're dreaming!
"General Ross..."
Karl waved his hand unceremoniously, interrupting him, "Everyone's time is precious, so let's skip the pleasantries. Please get straight to the point."
"Straightforward, I like that."
A hint of appreciation flashed in General Ross's eyes, and he immediately got to the point:
"Actually, the Department of Defense sent me here to discuss a collaboration with you."
"I'm sure with Mr. Merks's intelligence, you've already guessed the general content..."
"That's right, the Department of Defense hopes that when Kaiju and Titans reappear in America and on the homelands of our allies, Mr. Merks can promptly dispatch King Kong to help us resolve the corresponding crises."
"For this, the Department of Defense is willing to grant you the title of Special Honorary Advisor..."
General Ross's words paused again.
Because he noticed that Karl, opposite him, had already impatiently turned his head to admire the scenery outside the window.
He was clearly not very interested in these words.
So he consciously stopped, then, like an old fox, smiled and said:
"Of course, I guess Mr. Merks is probably not interested in these empty titles, so I'll just talk about some practical benefits."
That's more like it!
Although negotiation is a back-and-forth process of probing each other's bottom lines and making adjustments.
But to achieve cooperation, you should at least show some sincerity directly at the first opportunity, instead of going around in circles with me here?
You should save these tricks for those rookies with no negotiation experience.
If we don't quickly get to the part where money doesn't hurt feelings, then I, your young master, will really lose patience listening to your nagging here.
General Ross obviously realized this.
So he gave up on further probing and directly entered the true main topic of today's negotiation.
"Mr. Merks, as long as you agree to our request, then for every monster crisis resolved, our Department of Defense will proactively pay you 100 million U.S. dollars as remuneration..."
"Furthermore, if you or your subordinates encounter unwarranted harassment from organizations like S.H.I.E.L.D. again, the Department of Defense promises to stand up for you immediately!"