Chapter 1791

When Eddie regained consciousness, he found himself lying on the cold tile floor. He covered his throbbing head and straightened his upper body, his forearms exerting force to support his body, but he slipped and fell back to the original place.

Rubbing his throbbing shoulder with his right hand, Eddie looked around. In his hazy field of vision, he found that he had also come to a dirty hospital ward.

It wasn't until this moment that memories surged like a tide. Eddie remembered the last picture he saw before coming here.

A huge explosion.

He and Schiller embarked on a cross-universe business trip, and just at the moment they stepped into the portal, the transmission device exploded violently.

Eddie tried hard to straighten his waist and sit up, sat in place with his knees bent, pressed his head, and shouted in his heart: "Venom... Venom!"

"I'm here."

"Then why didn't you make a sound just now?" Eddie roared, "I thought something happened to you."

"Hmm..."

Venom rarely made a low gasping sound. Eddie became nervous instantly, and then he heard Venom say: "Because I was thinking, which of your worry about Schiller's emotions and your worry about me is funnier? Hahahaha ah hahahahaha!"

Hearing Venom's steady and powerful laughter, Eddie breathed a sigh of relief, his legs softened and he lay back in place. Venom said in his mind again: "Is there a possibility that you are the weakest among us? Worrying about us is not as good as worrying about yourself."

"So Dr. Schiller is also fine?"

"What kind of fantasy do you still have about him?" Venom said in a tone of pitying the mentally retarded: "If this wasn't his ghost-making, I would quit chocolate for a week!"

This could almost be called a poisonous oath, so Eddie said suspiciously: "You mean Schiller blew up the portal? But why would he do this? What's the point?"

"Watching you cry for your father and mother here is the biggest point." Venom said straight to the point: "You still haven't seen his true face until now. As long as there is fun, he dares to do anything."

Eddie sighed deeply, supported the dust-filled ground with his right hand, and stood up shakily. Judging from the pain coming from his body, he fell from a height of about two meters, and the parasite in his body didn't catch him at all.

Just as Eddie thought of this, Venom began to complain: "The sound wave of the explosion is the natural enemy of the symbiote. At the moment of the explosion, I hid. Who knew you fell so fast?"

Moving his hands and feet, he found no fractures and no excessive serious external injuries, just a few small abrasions on his elbows and shoulders, which Venom quickly repaired.

He stood in the center of the room and looked around carefully. Soon he found that this hospital had probably been abandoned for a period of time. Not only was there dust on the ground, but there was also a thin layer of dust on the table surface, the edges of the baseboards, and the handrails of the hospital beds.

When checking the direction of the dust on the handrails, Eddie found a very strange thing: most of the patients' bedding wasn't folded neatly, nor was it spread randomly on the bed, but was like being lifted and never moved by anyone again.

If the hospital had an orderly evacuation, this situation wouldn't have appeared. And the subsequent search confirmed Eddie's guess. The food that hadn't been finished was placed on the bedside table. In the drawers, in addition to various medical data, there were daily necessities, valuable personal items, and even house keys.

If it were patients transferring hospitals or the hospital moving, these things couldn't have been left in the original hospital, unless they hurriedly lifted the covers, ran down the bed, rushed out of the room, and never came back.

But even if one or two patients rushed out because of some urgent matter, it wouldn't be the case that all six beds in this ward were in this situation. Could it be that some disaster happened?

Eddie didn't rashly pull open the curtains in the ward to look at the street, because that was very easy to expose himself. Based on the principle of being as cowardly as possible, Eddie leaned against the door of the ward and glanced at the corridor.

It was dusk now, and night was about to fall. The setting sun like blood spilled from the window at the end of the corridor. The corridor floor reflected the brilliant light, which gave Eddie a weird feeling.

He heard heavy footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor. Eddie had no choice. He returned to the room, locked the door, and opened the patient's private cabinet to start looking for weapons he could use. Although he didn't know who the enemy was, he felt it was necessary to be prepared with weapons.

"What are you doing?" Venom asked: "We can rush out directly and kill them all."

"Don't be stupid." Eddie said while searching for clothes, "There are always enemies you can't deal with. The situation in this universe is too weird. We have to make a few more preparations."

Venom was quite dismissive of this and kept humming in Eddie's mind, but Eddie searched through the clothes in the patient's private item cabinet with quick hands and feet. As expected, he didn't find any usable weapons, but he found a blood-stained business card in one of the patients' suit jackets, which read "Property Rental Manager Fudi Alcazar."

Just as Eddie was looking at the business card intently, heavy and slow footsteps approached step by step. Eddie carefully closed the miscellaneous cabinet, and then laboriously dragged one of the metal miscellaneous cabinets to block the door.

With a loud "bang," a bloody face with exposed gums slapped on the observation window. Eddie was startled and screamed, retreating repeatedly, falling to the ground on his butt.

Twisted fingers scratched the glass, and the face with blood squeezed on the glass, looking even more deformed. Eddie was scared silly, and it took him a long time to remember to shout: "Mask! Mask!!!"

Instantly, Venom appeared. He stood up from the ground, moved his wrists and ankles, waved his arm, and smashed the cabinet Eddie used to block the door to the wall inside. He pulled the door open, only then seeing the full picture of the monster outside the door.

As expected, a zombie, and from the lips to the orbicularis oris part, all disappeared. The entire gum was exposed, the teeth were incomplete, a few were missing, and rotten minced meat was stuck between the teeth.

Venom didn't think that much. Seeing a humanoid creature, he instinctively grabbed its neck with his big hand, opened his mouth full of sharp teeth, and bit off its head in one bite.

The next second, he vomited.

It was a real vomit. One of Venom's hands tightly pinched his own neck, spitting out the part he had just chewed and swallowed, trembling in place like having epilepsy.

"Did I just eat a pile of shit?! Ugh!"

Venom rushed toward the other side of the corridor regardless. He could hear the sound of water in a certain room at the end of the corridor. Sure enough, he found a bathroom. The huge monster squeezed into the door frame, turned on the faucet, and desperately poured water to rinse his mouth.

Eddie and Venom's sense of taste wasn't shared, so he didn't know what taste Venom had tasted. Just as he thought of this, Venom turned on the sharing switch, and then Eddie also vomited.

It was hard to describe. This taste was a bit like rotten durian stir-fried with bitter melon marinated in skunk blood. More importantly, the texture that melted at a touch didn't even give you a chance to regret it.

Venom's psychology suffered a heavy blow. He hadn't eaten anything so unpalatable since he was born, and this was the first time he had tasted spicy food in his life. A certain stimulating feeling spread within his symbiote factors.

"This thing is poisonous." Venom said, gasping for breath: "That kind of virus is extremely tenacious. It is constantly killing your cells and wants to control your body. Fortunately, I didn't ingest much and vomited it out in time, so I cleared them all out."

"I don't remember how many times I've reminded you, Venom, why do you think you can put everything in your mouth to taste it?!" Eddie supported the washbasin with both hands and slapped the countertop hard.

Venom was silent. Perhaps he was really scared. Eddie also felt that his words were a bit heavy. Just as he wanted to comfort him, Venom said in a low tone: "This is how symbiotes know the world. If we want to truly know something, we must decompose it with symbiote factors."

"The toxin of that thing is very strange." Venom said in a puzzled tone: "The proliferation speed is unimaginably fast, and it occupies human cells with a very clear purpose. If I didn't know you better, you might have been infected by it now."

The deep lingering fear in Venom's tone made Eddie unable to say any more accusations. After all, on the previous Earth, there was nothing Venom couldn't eat.

Not to mention poisonous spiders and poisonous frogs, even the most poisonous compounds he ate without hesitation. But clearly, this time he hit an iron plate.

Eddie could feel Venom's panicked emotions, although he tried his best to hide them. He felt that what Venom feared wasn't the power of this virus, but his reckless behavior that almost made Eddie become a monster like that zombie.

Eddie sighed and said, "Alright, Venom, don't worry, I won't become like that. Besides this strange toxin, what else did you feel?"

"Unpalatable." Venom answered truthfully: "And there are no amine substances in the brains of other living people at all. And I suspect that the strange toxin made their brains mutate, which will produce something even more disgusting. That might be the source of the terrible taste."

Eddie recalled the taste Venom shared with him and couldn't help but cover his mouth and retch by the sink again.

After a while, he straightened his body, which was rising and falling, turned on the faucet and poured a few mouthfuls of water, didn't dare to swallow, rinsed his mouth, and spat it back into the pool.

"Can that kind of toxin hurt you?"

"No, but it can hurt you." Venom said somewhat helplessly: "It can't directly cause damage to symbiote factors, but it will proliferate in your body at an extremely fast speed and attack your brain."

"In order to fight it, I must wrap them with symbiote factors and cut off the connection between this part of the factors and the main body, so that they can completely leave your body."

"What if you cover my body directly with symbiote factors? Don't let me come into direct contact with the virus, separate us?"

"Can." The affirmative answer given by Venom made Eddie breathe a sigh of relief, but his next words made Eddie's heart tighten again, "But if the whole world is this thing now, it means I have no food. I can't get amine substances from this kind of rotten brain."

"Although my symbiote factors are sufficient now and there is stored magic energy, the reserves are limited after all. If I can't get replenishment, there will always be a day when it runs out."

Eddie felt the urgency instantly. He walked to the side of the headless zombie and wanted to grope if there were any weapons on him. As a result, just as he approached, the body twitched violently.

Eddie hurriedly retreated into the door. In his terrified gaze, the headless zombie twitched its limbs and slowly stood up.