Chapter 190 Vulture Symbiote

“Fitz, symbiotes are truly amazing. They can fuse inorganic parts with themselves, thereby greatly increasing their size.” Simmons expressed his opinion while looking at the venom slice under the microscope: “This is the first time I have seen organisms that can exhibit both molecular structure and homogeneity. They are simply amazing.”

"Meanwhile, I had absolutely no clue whatsoever."

As a specialist recruited by Coulson, Fitz encountered a problem he couldn't solve for the first time: "These alien creatures have almost no detectable radiation signals or energy indicators. They are able to hide perfectly. I haven't found a way to detect them yet. If there were a complete symbiote, maybe we could make some progress..."

Meanwhile, Skye was searching online for traces of Whiplash. Of course, she wasn't foolish enough to turn on all the surveillance cameras in New York and watch them, especially since the other party might not even be in New York. So she chose the same method as Peter: searching the entire internet for keywords to investigate supernatural deaths and crimes, and then seeing if they were related to the so-called Whiplash.

Out of boredom, she even ordered a pizza—as everyone knows, this is the standard American work meal.

Then?

Then everyone else heard Skye scream.

Ward was the first to rush out, pistol in hand, alerting himself to any potential enemies. But he soon realized it was just Skye yelling. The mixed-race girl was so frightened she collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath as she pointed at the computer. Realizing what had happened, Ward immediately went to the computer. After seeing the corpses scattered on the ground, he reviewed the recording and saw a bald white man stand up from inside the fast food restaurant, swallow an MRD operator's head whole, and then go on a killing spree.

Coulson also walked over with his gun raised, but after seeing that there was no danger, he lowered his gun and asked, "Have you found the target?"

"Yes, sir. And Skye was frightened."

“That person… just ate someone’s head off.” Skye, still sitting on the ground, brushed her messy hair aside before standing up, trying to justify herself: “Anyone who saw that would be terrified, okay?”

Coulson nodded in relief, then instructed Ward: "Notify Spider-Man and the Webs that the symbiote they're looking for, Whiplash, has appeared. Skye, can you continue tracking Whiplash's movements?"

"I...I've tried my best, and I hope there won't be any other similar situations."

Harry, who was assisting Peter inside the Spiderweb base, suddenly noticed that the system had received an unknown message and asked curiously, "Um, where did this message come from?"

“That’s information from S.H.I.E.L.D., Harry. I’m helping them track down a symbiote, like Venom.”

Soon, the bloody surveillance footage appeared on the screen. Peter frowned, but didn't seem too uncomfortable. Meanwhile, Harry, after a long silence, exclaimed in a mixture of helplessness and shock, "My God!"

“That’s Mr. Adrian!”

"Adrian Toomus? Liz's father? Harry, are you sure?"

"The surveillance footage is too blurry, I can't be sure..."

Harry wanted to deny it all, but after a moment he reluctantly admitted the truth: "No, it was undoubtedly Mr. Adrian. How could he do such a thing..."

"Calm down. Maybe they're just being controlled by the symbiote. The Mr. Adrian you know wouldn't do that, right?"

Peter spoke as he rapidly moved towards Whiplash's destination. The S.H.I.E.L.D. team had already provided Adrian's route from yesterday. Whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, his itinerary yesterday did include a trip to Washington. If we count from when he boarded the plane yesterday, Whiplash and Adrian had been in symbiosis for less than 48 hours.

As long as it does not exceed 48 hours, the combination of the symbiote and the host will not create the Codex, which is what Nar is looking for.

In other words, as long as the vulture can be rescued in time, there will be no risk—the risk here is being targeted by Nar in the future. As for rescuing Adrian from Whiplash, that's a given.

So what about the condemnation at this moment?

It had already arrived at Adrian's laboratory. After subconsciously using its palm print to pass through the access control, Whip couldn't help but frown.

He had been living in symbiosis with this old man for far too long, more than 24 hours. Not only was Adrian affected by the whipping, but he himself was also affected by Adrian.

Fortunately, as an excellent symbiote, he knew how to guide the host's mind to become more compatible with himself.

After dismantling the warehouse door containing the improved gravity generator (wings), Whiplash grabbed the wings with the whip on his back and pulled them in front of him. Soon, the symbiote merged with the wings on its back, and the dark green wings spread out, just like real wings, with even the feathers clearly visible.

In an instant, Adrian's previously suppressed memories flooded back, causing Whiplash to sway its mind. This was the first time it had ever been in symbiosis for such a long time, and it hadn't expected the impact to be so significant.

It seems we need to satisfy this old man's desires a little before we can continue.

Whiplash let out a strange laugh, then charged upwards, smashing through the ceiling and beginning to fly. It dared not fly too fast, fearing that the sonic boom caused by supersonic speed would harm it.

Peter, having received the news, landed on the AIM research facility, which had been blasted open. He never expected that AIM was the new company Adrian had applied to, and S.H.I.E.L.D. even stated that Citizen V, the robot of the Avengers, was also their product.

But none of that matters now.

"Whiplash has left this place. Is it possible to track him down to where he went?"

"I...I'm verifying the situation..."

Harry was clearly flustered, and Peter quickly reassured him and offered a clue: "Calm down, Harry. Symbiotes are extreme human emotions. Think about whether Adrian has anyone he dislikes or hates?"

A person you dislike or hate?
Harry's mind went completely blank.

"I... I was just bored and did some research... My dad plagiarized his previous patent and stole his project... This..."

Peter reluctantly cut off the communication for two seconds.

"My God, Norman, I've lost count of how many times I've said this. Why is it always you!"

(End of this chapter)

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