Chapter 79: The Tuxedo Mystery

Kyle quickly got out of bed, looking around the room for any sign of a woman's presence. He was relieved to find none, as he didn't want to end up in a situation where he would have to help his frozen friend Steve take care of a woman. But where was the tuxedo he had been wearing the previous night?

He remembered that yesterday was a rest day, and he had told Venom not to transform into a dress uniform. Last time, Venom had almost exposed Kyle's identity out of curiosity, so he had turned Venom into a card and put on real clothes. But now he didn't know what had happened to those clothes after he got drunk last night.

"Maybe the waiter took it to be washed," Kyle thought to himself. He wasn't too concerned about it, since it was just a piece of clothing and not particularly expensive.

He headed to the bathroom to wash up and, after putting on his underwear, took out the Venom card from his card space and threw it onto the bed, causing it to materialize.

"Gurgle~" Venom moved around in the blankets, its black liquid form seeming to convey a sense of grievance as it drooped down in a humanoid shape. It had grown accustomed to fusing and symbiotically bonding with Kyle on the battlefield, and had become increasingly obsessed with this symbiotic state.

In other words, all creatures subconsciously desire evolution, and Venom's symbiotic race specifically relies on fusing and symbiotically bonding with other creatures to gradually learn their physical abilities and evolve to become stronger.

"Okay, okay, it's time to go back to the base," Kyle said as he stretched out his hand towards Venom. The liquid form of Venom happily turned into countless black lines, extending along Kyle's palm and covering his body, transforming him into his full set of black combat clothes.

Kyle looked down at his attire and patted the logo on his chest. "This isn't a combat suit, let's change into something more casual first." With a swish, his combat suit transformed into a jacket and jeans, just like a chameleon's camouflage.

Carrying Venom with him every day had its benefits - it saved him money on clothes and the time it took to change outfits. As he walked down the corridor of the club, the waiters greeted him fawningly, eager for the wealthy and powerful VIP to come and hold parties at their establishment.

As Kyle approached the main entrance of the club, he seemed to think of something and stopped a passing waitress. "Can you tell me where the lady is who danced with me last night?"

"Mr. Kyle, you're talking about Miss Carter," the waitress replied, quickly stopping in her tracks. "Miss Carter left the club early this morning on her own."

"I see, she didn't wait for me to return to the base," Kyle said, shaking his head. He reached into his wallet pocket and, under the cover of the pocket, materialized something. He quickly took out a club card and handed it to the waitress. "This is the VIP card I opened here last night. There should be more than $9,000 on it. From now on, when Carter comes here to dance, all expenses will be covered by this card."

"Okay!" The waitress bowed her head and took the VIP card with both hands. When she looked up again, Kyle had already walked out of the main entrance, leaving her with a tall and cold back.

In the basement of the training base, in the Scientific Research Department, Kyle had just walked through the door when a strong explosion was accompanied by the appearance of a familiar figure in a research suit. The figure was thrown to the ground by the blast wave, smoke still emanating from their body.

"Howard, you're still the same," Kyle said, staring at the scientific gentleman lying on the ground with a strange expression.

"Kyle, Kyle?" The gentleman was stunned when he saw Kyle at the door. He quickly rubbed his eyes, then excitedly climbed up from the ground once he confirmed that he wasn't mistaken. "Kyle, you're finally back!" Howard quickly stepped forward.

Due to Howard's height, he could only reach up to hug Kyle's belt. "If you hadn't come back, I wouldn't have been in the mood to go to banquets and bars during this period of time," he said agitatedly. "You're not only my friend and comrade, but also the best partner for creating top industries with me in the future!"

"The last sentence is the key," Kyle said, teasing Howard. "You haven't finished studying the thing I gave you. Don't think you can get some black technology from me." He pushed Howard away, preventing him from looking at him too closely.

"Hahaha. If it wasn't for Carter's request to go alone last night, I wouldn't have been able to resist going into the club to see you," Howard said with a smile. He was genuinely happy that his friend was back.

"Hmm? You know that the box was from me?" Kyle asked in surprise. The box contained a ball gown, a rose card, and other items, which most people would assume were from another gentleman who admired Carter.

"At the very least, Steve's return would be suspected. Howard said cheerfully, "You underestimate Agent Carter. She recognized the English handwriting on the box and card at a glance."

"Is that so," Kyle replied, going silent. Scenes from the previous night flashed through his mind as he realized he may have missed something.

"Oh right, didn't Agent Carter come back with you? Could it be...?" Howard's gaze became strange, filled with the curiosity of a gentleman studying scientific strategies.

"Don't misunderstand," Kyle said, waving his hand guiltily. "Nothing happened between her and me last night. I thought she went back to base a long time ago." He changed the topic. "Oh right, when I entered the training base, I noticed there were fewer soldiers stationed there. Where did Fury go off to?"

"Oh, you just came back to base, so you don't know the current situation," Howard said, suddenly serious. "The leaders of our army, Britain, and the Soviet Union decided at the alliance meeting not long ago to take advantage of Germany's crushing defeat on the frontlines. They plan to gather their forces and attack Germany from the English Channel."

"The alliance of the three countries attacking Germany, starting from the English Channel?" Kyle asked, surprised. "The Normandy Landing!"

"The name of this battle flashed through Kyle's mind. He never thought that the Marvel World would be so similar to the history of his previous life, following the same path of war. The Normandy Landing was a historical, large-scale battle at the end of World War II. After this battle, Germany surrendered and was completely conquered. Only the Japanese on the Asian battlefield remained, holding on bitterly.

Howard continued, "Last night, we conveyed the news of your return to headquarters. General Chester replied and ordered you to hurry to the UA base in Europe after returning to the training base."

"That really didn't give me any free time," Kyle shrugged. His blue eyes revealed a dangerous coldness as his body and Venom Suit became excited.