Chapter 73 : Venom

"Eyes. Lungs. Pancreas. So Many Snacks, So Little Time."

~Venom

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"God, what should I do? No newspaper is willing to accept me; am I going to become a salesperson at WalMart?"

After venting, Eddie Brock sat down on the ground, contemplating his life. The revenge he had spoken of earlier was just impulsive words, and he acknowledged its unrealistic nature. Lying on the ground like a trampled bug, he slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt a weight on his face, accompanied by a slippery sensation, as if something was crawling on him. Eddie Brock was taken aback and quickly opened his eyes to find a black, sticky substance on his face.

"What!"

He let out a scream; the sticky substance suddenly opened up and covered his head, and then a voice appeared in his mind.

"Don't yell, idiot, or I will kill you now!"

Frightened, Eddie Brock hurriedly shut up; the fear of death spread all over his body.

"You...what are you? Leave me alone; I have nothing left; you can't get anything from me."

"No, you don't have nothing. I feel hatred and killing intent from you. you want to kill, right? And I can satisfy your desire and give you strength!"

Discovering that this black sticky substance could communicate, Eddie Brock felt a little relieved. As long as he could make the conditions and kill people without getting caught, he had the hope of surviving.

"No, I don't want to kill; it's just angry talk. If you want to find a murderer, I can take you to prison, where there are more suitable people."

"Hmph, you cowardly reptile. So-called angry words are just excuses for your incompetence; when you have enough power, you will become crazier than anyone else."

"What the Fuck are you?"

"Symbiote, you can call me Venom!"

Eddie Brock's heart raced; this name was not a good thing.

"Then, Mr. Venom, what do I need to do? Are you willing to let me go?"

"It's easy; accept me."

"Uh... can you be more specific?"

Venom suddenly separated into a large number of branches and instantly completely wrapped Eddie Brock: "That's it!"

"What!"

Eddie Brock screamed instinctively, but after screaming for a while, it didn't hurt at all, and then he found that the Venom had enveloped him like a piece of clothing.

He looked at his hands and feet with a dazed expression, a little at a loss.

"Idiot! We have become one; now try your power."

Eddie Bullock walked to the wall hesitantly. "What should I do?"

"Idiot, punch hard!"

Eddie Brock did as instructed, lightly hitting the wall because he was afraid of pain.

Boom!

The result was unexpected. The wall was like paper, and a big hole was directly smashed out.

"Wow...Is this me? Is this my power?" Eddie Brock asked incredulously.

"No, it's us. If you don't have me, you are trash, but with me, you will become Superman!"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Eddie Bullock burst into laughter suddenly, smashing half of the wall with a fierce punch and then destroying as much as he wanted, like a villain who was mad with a single move.

"Idiot, what's so good about destroying a church that won't resist? Go ahead, kill your enemy; the time for revenge has arrived."

Just as Venom said, when Eddie Brock was powerless, he dismissed those declarations of murder as mere angry words. However, with newfound abilities, the demon in his heart was immediately enlarged infinitely. At this moment, he truly wanted to kill.

He took his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a call.

"Hello Jameson, this is Eddie; yes, Eddie Brock, do you have time now?"

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When the first ray of sunlight penetrated the morning darkness, dawn gradually arrived. Getting up from the bed, Jude opened the notebook in the room and then successfully invaded the top five banks in the United States. The deposits of these five banks accounted for almost 90% of the United States.

More than half an hour later, he withdrew 100 US dollars from all the deposit accounts of the five major banks and then entered the 100,000 accounts created out of thin air. Jude instantly grasped 162 billion dollars in his hands and had to sigh, making money. Sometimes it's really that simple.

The reason for doing this is because these banks lacked Jarvis's level of security, and their measures were as poor as paper in Jude's eyes. While it was not impossible to trace him, it would likely take a year. In that time, the money would have been spent wisely.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed from a pauper to a billionaire, but that wasn't enough. He needed a convincingly elaborate identity.

So he invaded the backstage of the American Civil Affairs Department again, creating a man who looked almost the same as him but had a completely different identity.

Bond Haytham, a male Latovinian heir to an ancient family, had just entered the United States two months ago. This choice was a result of Jude's strategic thinking, as Latovinia, ruled by Lord Durm and Doctor Destruction, was isolated from the outside world, making it difficult for Americans to verify his identity.

Knocks echoed on the door, and Ivy's voice sounded outside: "Are you awake, Jude?"

Opening the door, Ivy walked in wearing pajamas, her energetic stride revealing parts exposed due to her posture.

"Wow, it's really something."

She picked up Jude's half-empty glass and drank the remaining water in one gulp.

"I was a little nervous. I thought showing up would be enough, but I didn't expect Harvey Jones to arrange a meeting. Today, I am going to meet the big bosses and officials with a good relationship with the Daily Bugle."

Jude smiled and said, "This is normal. The honorary president does these kinds of things. You should attend diplomatic occasions, and didn't you do well yesterday? Just keep going."

"No, what I faced yesterday was just a bunch of migrant workers, but today I am facing the ruling class. Who knows what rules and etiquette they have? I am worried that I will make a fool of myself."

Jude gently pressed her temples to help the girl relax. "You don't have to worry at all. Don't forget, you are not the Ivy Pepper you used to be. Be confident. You just have to laugh, I promise. Those guys will be intoxicated."

"You always say nice things to comfort me."

"Otherwise? Should hit I you? You are not Morty."

"Who is Morty?"

"A silly, silly, easily contented child. He was a relative."

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