Chapter 1265 The protagonist template is very immersive
"This planet is so beautiful and should not be destroyed by riots and those barbaric guys."
Venom told the information again with a serious face, and said in a cryptic way that although it is also a symbiote, it has a heart that yearns for the earth.
That’s right, it’s Erwuzi!
"Sir, if there is anything we can do for you, just ask. Eddie and I will never refuse."
"As long as Venom doesn't refuse, I'll forget it."
When Eddie heard this, he immediately waved his hands modestly. He was just a small person. When it came to the interstellar dispute between the earth and the symbiote, he would not cause trouble.
The host Eddie is a coward, and the symbiote Venom is also good at bullying the weak and fearing the strong. No wonder these two guys can create sparks from friction. They are a match made in heaven.
"Originally, I planned to let Venom and Riot have a duel to prove its determination."
With Venom and Eddie frightened, Russell changed his words: "It seems there is no chance now, and I guess I can't beat him."
"Sir is wise!"
Eddie nodded repeatedly, indicating that Russell was right.
"Sir, it's not that I don't want to fight the riots alone, but it's about the safety of the entire earth. One-on-one is too rash and risky."
Venom nodded along with him, and his position was extremely firm: "For the butchers who are full of evil like Riot, we should eradicate them without leaving any future troubles. Everyone will be safer together."
Russell rolled his eyes: "Why don't I give you a small speaker, and then you can cheer and shout slogans next to me."
"Sir, if you insist, I don't mind."
"Don't be poor, I have three plans here..."
Russell raised three fingers and recounted the top, middle and bottom strategies one by one: "Catch Riot alive and throw him into the spaceship. I will follow him to the symbiote planet and then explode it like a cosmic firework. From now on, there will be no further trouble."
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Eddie: I bomb the aliens’ hometown at every turn. Is our earth already so awesome?
Venom: I just want to register on earth, and I don’t intend to be a racial sinner!
"Second, seize the riot and... burn it to death!"
Eddie: This is good and humane.
Venom: Can I light the fire?
"As for the third item..."
Russell touched his chin: "I'm still thinking about it, but I personally prefer the first plan, once and for all, and there will be no more trouble with the symbiote in the future."
After speaking, Russell telepathically took a taxi, and the three of them rushed towards the Life Foundation laboratory.
According to reliable information, the rioters will arrive at the headquarters of the Life Foundation in the near future and possess the foundation boss.
"Hey, are you really planning to blow up the symbiote planet?"
In the back seat of the taxi, Duan Xinlan whispered in Russell's ear and asked. Obviously there is a more efficient way of telepathic communication, but she just likes to communicate verbally and is quite nostalgic.
"Just talking, I'm not that free."
Russell removed the arms wrapped around his neck and leaned toward the car door, keeping a safe distance.
Leng Buding had some interest in the symbiote, or was curious about the fact that the Lord God had thrown him into this world.
If the main god invades the world, it is to plunder resources and copy the supernatural abilities of each world.
The most valuable thing in the world right now is none other than the symbiote, which has more potential than the mutated spider that bit Peter Parker.
Russell asked Duan Xinlan that there are symbionts for sale in the exchange column of the main god space, which have no independent consciousness and eliminate the weaknesses of high temperature and ultrasonic waves.
Just like Superman's bloodline, eliminating weaknesses also limits potential. If you want to strengthen and upgrade, you can only spend reward points and spend money to become a strong person.
Russell has known this for a long time. Take the most popular vampire and werewolf bloodlines as examples. They have clear redemption levels and matching dark creature skills. They are suitable for almost any science fiction and horror-themed movies.
Russell thought, these castrated versions of the exchange items, including blood, were all tangible and godless empty frames at the beginning.
Just like a version upgrade, if the Lord God wants to convert these exchange items into genuine products and continuously expand his product reserves, he needs more world invasions.
There is no need to completely occupy a certain world. All you need to do is use the hands of reincarnators, gain access to supernatural abilities, and analyze and copy a finished product.
That is to say, use-ism.
Exchange items may be strong or weak. This is why the bloodline stream is so popular. It is also the same reason why no one cares about cultivation in the main god space.
The main god has not yet come into contact with the corresponding world and cannot provide exquisite products, so it cannot reflect the true ability of this exchange item.
Thinking of this, Russell's eyes lit up. The Lord God has a huge number of plane coordinates. If he gets these coordinates and repeats the creation of the Olympus world, wouldn't he be able to become the creator god of every world?
It's a pity that the deeds of Olympus cannot be replicated, and...
There seems to be no point in doing so!
Russell's thinking was divergent, frowning and thinking about the connection between the Lord, the system, and the world. Duan Xinlan leaned on him to take advantage.
She wanted to plant a strawberry on his neck, but the skin was too thick and she didn't have the strength of a superwoman. She tried several times but failed.
Russell slapped away the face that came up to him, wiped his neck in disgust, turned around and saw a face pressed against the glass outside the car window.
Deadpool!
The little pink donkey was left far away in the drag racing battle, and relied on the symbiote's perception to find it all the way.
Then he saw Russell teasing his girlfriend's best friend, and he looked down upon his shameless behavior. He put his big face up and raised his middle finger in greeting.
Boom!!!
The roaring lights flashed, and Deadpool and Little Broken Donkey disappeared at the same time.
…
At the Life Foundation, the men in black who drove all night returned in despair. Not only did they fail to catch Eddie, they didn't even recover Deadpool's 'corpse', which was being baptized by the boss Drake's saliva.
Drake is a super rich man with nearly 100 million yuan. He is young but not second generation rich. He founded the Life Foundation when he was 24 years old and developed it to the scale it is today, making a perfect transition from a scholar to a businessman.
When he was a child, he was considered by his parents to be someone else's child. When he grew up, he was a rising star praised by everyone in the academic world.
Now, if he wants, he can use the money in his pocket to buy a skyscraper as a private garage.
What, can you drive all those cars?
Haha, poverty limits your imagination!
In short, Drake has a very successful life. He is handsome, has a good mind, and is rich. He is a standard protagonist template and has a great sense of immersion.
Looking into the reason for his success, it may be that he chose the simple mode when he was reincarnated and became a live deposit player casually.
Today is a turning point in Drake's life. His luck has come to an end.
The laboratory was stolen, information about experiments that were contrary to humanity was leaked, and the subordinates sent out were beaten into pig heads. It can be said to be a mess.
Drake is not a person who likes nonsense, because this kind of behavior is a waste of time, but when everything went wrong, he still caught these boys and roared for ten minutes.
After waving everyone away, the long-legged secretary walked in with a stack of documents.
He opened the document and was about to sign it, when he suddenly realized that it was all white paper from beginning to end. While he was stunned, he saw the secretary's eyes turning white and his mouth wide open.
Derek looked stunned. This expression was familiar to him, but it shouldn't be now. He hasn't done anything yet!
Wow!!
A ball of sticky gray liquid hugged his face. Drake's eyes immediately turned white and he fell silently on the desk.
The current players are different. It took Eddie a day and a night to adapt to the venom, but it only took Drake less than a minute.
Soon, he shook his neck and stood up, disposing of the secretary's body by himself without asking for help from professionals.
How to deal with...
Combining with the symbiont requires a lot of energy, and the amount of meat can be used as a substitute.
After a brief exchange with the rioters, Drake's ambition was further explored. He demanded that the Foundation's rocket be started immediately and take the spacecraft into outer space alone.
Riot didn't meet Russell, so he didn't know how dangerous it was here, and he didn't have a salty fish mentality that kept his venom in a corner, and he didn't want to find a random man to spend the rest of his life with.
It wants to bring the symbiote army to the earth and completely occupy this planet with unlimited potential until all resources are plundered.
Drake's ideas coincided with the riots. As a scientist and a severe patient with genius disease, he firmly believed in nature's law of survival of the fittest.
Human evolution is too slow!
The universe is full of crises. Humanity must speed up its expansion process, occupy planets one after another to achieve colonial expansion, and have a steady stream of resources to support humankind's strength.
Symbiotes are a good choice. They can strengthen genes and evolve themselves through plunder, achieving a win-win situation for both parties.
As for those who died, Drake had no mercy. Evolution is always accompanied by elimination and death. This is the iron rule of life.
Humanity will eventually take this step, and he wants to become this great man!
"Boss, there are documents here that you need to sign."
Just as Drake was thinking about the future, the long-legged secretary pushed open the door and walked in, placing a blank document on his desk.
Derek's eyes suddenly shrank, and an infinite chill rose in his heart. He was very sure that the female secretary was gone and was eaten by the rioters.
Who is this in front of me?
Ghost?
Without thinking, Riot immediately possessed him. Drake swelled into a grey-black, hideous monster over two and a half meters tall, and punched the female secretary hard.
Snapped!
The female secretary raised her hand to catch her fist, looking calm and relaxed.
This time, it was the rioters' turn to be stunned.
As soon as these unscientific words reached his throat, an immense force came over him, and Riot was thrown out of the office. He smashed the glass and fell dozens of meters, flattening himself in the empty first-floor hall.
"Ho ho ho!!"
The dark Venom entered the scene, Riot cursed a traitor secretly, roared again, and turned around to see the second traitor.
Red and green whips.
In the office, the female secretary was condescending, her body trembled and squirmed, and she turned into Russell.
Duan Xinlan came forward with a weird look on her face and poked him a few times with her fingers: "What, you're pretending to be a woman...just like the real thing."
"Shut up!"
"Well, let me ask, what happens when you change..."
Halfway through his words, he was interrupted by physical silence.