Marvel's Venom, starting with a Hydra undercover agent.

Seeing Holm's serious expression with a slight frown, Gwen realized that her reaction had been a bit too extreme. Holm was simply trying to find a way to treat her injuries.

Feeling the pressure on her shoulders and chest, Gwen whispered, "Thank you."

"Hmm? You're welcome." Holm was still thinking about how to tell Gwen his thoughts.

The air suddenly became still, and Holm placed one hand on Gwen's shoulder and chest, then faced her.

The clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and rays of sunlight shone down. It turned out that the exchange between night and day had been completed, but the clouds that had filled the sky had just blocked the sunlight.

As a cool morning breeze blew past the stairwell, a familiar fragrance mixed with the smell of blood wafted into Holm's nose.

Suddenly, Holm remembered the familiar name that had caused Spider-Woman to lose her composure and get injured during the battle, and he also remembered where he had smelled that scent before.

He had smelled that scent in the breeze that the taxi created that night, in front of the convenience store shelves, and when he heard "thank you" across the passageway in the underground.

So, it turns out that Gwen Stacy, whom he discovered wanted to buy alcohol before she was old enough, was Spider-Woman.

She replaced Peter Parker and became the Spider-Man of this world.

In a single instant, Holm connected all the clues and accepted the fact with a strange feeling that was both astonishing and somehow reasonable.

His gaze didn't change, but he suddenly realized that he seemed to see a familiar face with blinking blue eyes through Spider-Woman's mask.

"Gwen...would you like to take off your mask and get some fresh air?"

Chapter 50, The Wonderful Uses of Venom

"Hmm, hmm?" Gwen was still lost in thought about her earlier fuss, so when she suddenly heard her own name, she subconsciously hummed in response.

But she soon heard the next sentence and instantly realized what was going on.

"Why did he suddenly call my name? How did he find out my identity? I didn't give anything away..."

"Impossible, impossible, he must have called me by the wrong name, no, he must have called me by the wrong name..."

Countless thoughts flashed through Gwen's mind in an instant, but just as she was trying her best to reassure herself not to panic and that it was Holm who had mispronounced her name, she felt a coolness on her face, and the unique chill and freshness of the morning air entered her nose even more noticeably.

Her mask was removed.

Gwen, hidden behind the mask, stared wide-eyed, her lips slightly parted, still in shock.

Her face was pale from her injuries, and her golden hair was slightly disheveled, with some strands sticking to her forehead and cheeks with sweat.

Looking at the familiar face that appeared before him, Holm thought to himself that he had just realized it and was speechless for a moment.

He first handed the mask to Gwen, then took out a tissue and said to her, "Wipe your sweat."

Upon hearing this, Gwen pursed her lips, took the tissue, and lowered her eyes, saying, "You...how did you find out?"

Upon hearing this, Holm touched his nose, thought for a moment, and then truthfully said, "You know I'm quite special, so my senses are many times more sensitive than those of ordinary people."

"So... I remembered your scent..."

"Um, it's just that Gwen Stacy and Spider-Woman have the same scent."

"I just suddenly realized it myself. There were a few times before when it felt familiar but I couldn't remember it."

"Also, I just overheard you talking to Dr. Lizard about Peter Parker. I happen to know some things about him and have even met your father..."

"So, after several clues were corroborated, I knew..."

"But you can rest assured, I will not reveal your identity."

"To be honest, neither of us are ordinary people. You've seen me transform into that black monster, and that's my secret, so please keep it a secret for me too."

Hearing Holm's explanation, Gwen felt both incredulous and relieved.

It was unbelievable because she never thought her scent would be a clue; she herself hadn't really noticed it.

She felt relieved because she and Holm both had secrets, which relieved her of the worry that her identity would be exposed.

With someone who knows her identity, her pressure suddenly seems to lessen. Peter Parker used to be like that, but after his death, Gwen had to shut herself off, processing all her emotions alone and unable to communicate with others.

So now that another person like this has appeared, even though Gwen didn't say anything, she felt much more relaxed. She could finally stop wearing a mask, even though there was only one person in the picture.

Thinking of this, despite the pain from her wounds, a long-lost smile appeared on Gwen's pale face: "Then it's settled, we'll both keep it a secret from each other."

Holm smiled at this and extended his hand, saying, "It's settled then, so let's get to know each other again. I'm Holm Clint."

“I am Gwen Stacy, and Spider-Woman… Ouch!” Upon hearing this, Gwen instinctively tried to raise her hand, but it aggravated her wound.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault." Seeing this, Holm quickly put his hand down, while simultaneously pressing on Gwen's wound with the same force.

At the same time, he also told Gwen about his idea of ​​trying to heal her injuries with venom.

Of course, he wouldn't say Venom's name directly, but would refer to it by his special ability.

After hearing Holm's thoughts, Gwen suddenly realized and said, "I was wondering why you weren't injured, whether it was the manhole cover or Dr. Lizard's attack just now."

Holm explained, "Actually, it's not that I wasn't injured, it's just that the healing was faster, but it still hurts."

"But it's amazing and enviable that even the tears in my clothes can be healed. I don't even know how many combat uniforms I've changed by now," Gwen said with a hint of envy.

"If it's a replaceable part, it's better, but in cases like this, we have to replace everything."

"Sigh, if I hadn't planned and invested my allowance reasonably, just buying new clothes and cobwebs would have been a huge expense..."

As Gwen spoke, Venom, inside Holm's body, smugly praised himself: "She really has an eye for talent, managing to discover my inconspicuous ability. I hadn't even paid much attention to such a small ability myself, but I didn't expect it to be so useful in their eyes, hehehe."

After saying that, it proudly told Holm, "So, buy more chocolate and stuff in the future, and it would be best to get me a little snack to treat myself. As an excellent symbiote, how can I not have fresh 'snacks' to eat?"

"You should cherish a symbiote as excellent as me; I'm the best symbiote ever..."

Listening to Venom's self-praise, Holm quickly agreed and promised to give it a "snack" as soon as possible.

"Uh...sorry, we've gotten a bit off-topic." As she spoke, Gwen suddenly realized that this wasn't the time to talk about this, so she immediately stopped herself.

She abruptly shifted the topic back to healing, then nodded to Holm and said, "I'm ready and can start trying anytime."

Holm smiled but didn't say anything. He just felt that Gwen seemed to talk a lot more after taking off her mask.

As soon as Holm thought of it, a thick, black liquid instantly seeped out of his right hand, which was pressed against Gwen's wound.

This is part of the venom, and he's going to put it on Gwen so the venom can help her heal her wounds.

Gwen looked nervously at the venom gushing from her shoulder. She noticed that although the shape of the slick was a bit creepy, it did make her wound feel much better.

She can no longer feel the pain in her wound; she only feels a cool, tingling sensation, as if it is healing rapidly.

"Could the wound really have healed?" Gwen wondered, her beautiful eyes wide with anticipation as she watched the venom's flow slow down. She was very curious about the outcome.

A moment later, the viscous black liquid seeped back into Holm's arm, and as the gauze he was using to press the wound fell off, a patch of smooth, pink skin appeared beneath his palm.

Chapter 51, I feel completely drained.

The terrible wound that had been clinging to it just moments before had vanished, as if it had never existed.

Gwen's eyes widened even more. She had thought that the wound might really heal, but she hadn't expected it to be so effective. Not to mention the scars that might be left after healing, even the bloodstains that had just been smeared together had disappeared.

While she was filled with surprise and delight, Holm was also leaning against the wall, his lips turning pale. He quickly took out a few pieces of chocolate from his pocket and stuffed them into his mouth. The venom was then rapidly converted into pure energy, and he felt a little better.

He was also surprised, not because the injury was healing well, but because the energy consumption was so huge. Unlike the ease with which Venom healed his wounds, healing Gwen required a huge amount of energy.

According to the venom, which was panting like a dead dog, it was probably because the object of its healing was not the host, so 90% of the energy it consumed was lost, and only the remaining 10% could actually work.

Therefore, healing Gwen's injuries would require a huge amount of energy. This time, Venom not only drained himself dry, but also used up some of his body's energy, which is why he suddenly felt like he had low blood sugar.

"Chocolate! Chocolate! I need more chocolate! Whew~ I'm so tired, I've never been this tired before." Venom kept yelling as it rapidly converted the chocolate Holm ate into energy.

Holm could only stuff all the chocolates in his pocket into his mouth at this point, and then said to Venom, "That's all we have. It should be enough for us to move around normally, but if you want to eat your fill, you'll have to wait. I'll go to the convenience store to buy some more later, or we can go home later."

Hearing Holm's words, Venom stopped barking. It was a sensible symbiote; since all the chocolates had been eaten, there was no point in barking now, so it could only wait patiently for a while.

"I want to eat 90% pure dark chocolate later, and also imported hazelnut chocolate..." Venom stopped yelling and started planning what chocolates to buy later.

Holm nodded in agreement, saying that Venom needed chocolate to replenish his energy, and he needed it too.

In her excitement, Gwen noticed Holm's unusual state and knew without a doubt that it was because he was healing her wounds.

She quickly stood up and helped Holm up, then asked with concern, "How are you? I'm so sorry, it's all because of my treatment."

Holm had recovered considerably by this time. Hearing Gwen's words, he quickly waved his hand and said, "It's okay. It was just that I used up a lot of energy. I just ate a few pieces of chocolate and I feel much better now."

Upon hearing Holm's words, Gwen also noticed the chocolate wrappers on the ground. She remembered that when she met Holm at the convenience store last time, he had bought a lot of chocolate, apparently to replenish his energy.

As her thoughts raced, Gwen breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that Holm had returned to normal, and released Holm's arm.

Thankfully, Holm is alright; otherwise, she would have felt terribly guilty if something had really happened to him.

Just then, she saw Holm suddenly look away from her with some embarrassment, then cough lightly, take off his coat and hand it to her, saying, "Cough cough...where is your shoulder injured? Put my coat on first."

Hearing Holm's words, Gwen noticed that large areas of skin on her shoulders and chest were exposed to the air. She hadn't noticed anything because she was focused on her injuries and they were a bloody mess, but now that her injuries had healed, it was a little embarrassing to look at.

It was as if she was wearing a tight-fitting, low-cut strapless dress, only half of it, which looked very strange but also had a strange allure and sexiness.

"Th...thank you!" Gwen quickly took Holm's coat and draped it over her shoulders. She felt her ears should be a little red, and hoped her face wouldn't turn red, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.

Seeing this, Holm turned his gaze back, then touched his nose and said, "It's nothing, don't mention it."

Suddenly, images of sexy girls dressed as Spider-Man from his past life popped into his mind.

He didn't search for it intentionally; a friend of his saw it and shared it with him.

Among those girls were not only those in classic red and blue uniforms, but also those in Venom black uniforms, which greatly annoyed Holm.

Faced with such disrespectful Spider-Man cosplay, he certainly didn't hold back and, together with his friends, fiercely criticized them, criticizing them all night long.

It was because of this experience that Holm unconsciously made the connection when he saw the scene he had just arrived at.

However, comparing the images to what he remembered, Holm still felt that Gwen's cosplay... the combat outfit design was more suitable for a girl, and Gwen's figure was also more slender and well-proportioned, with the longest legs...

"It's here again, and of all times! Ugh, it smells so good, I'm starving!"

The venom, which was starving inside Holm's body, smelled that familiar, tempting aroma again. Normally, when it was full, it would smell it without a problem, but now it was starving to death, and smelling that aroma was a huge torment.

"It's okay, I'm strong. Soon I'll have chocolate! I can count the chocolates: dark chocolate, white chocolate, hazelnut chocolate, liqueur chocolate... Waaah, why are tears streaming down my face..."

"Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!" The sudden ringing of the phone broke the silence and interrupted Gwen's embarrassment and Holm's reverie.

Holm snapped out of his thoughts, took out his phone, and saw that the caller ID was his partner Daisy. He pressed the call button and held the phone to his ear.

"Okay, I'll be there soon." A moment later, Holm replied and hung up the phone.

Now that the chaos caused by Dr. Lizard has ended, various government departments are coordinating to handle the remaining mess. Although S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't have much responsibility in this area, Holm and Daisy, as the main persons in charge of the mission, still need to submit a report.