Chapter 738

"What??? Venom!

Did you just play in shit??!

" Stark shouted in shock: "You damn filthy sludge! Get out of my head right now!

"

"I… " Venom choked, then said: "I didn't! Even if I did, it was ages ago! He's coming—run!

"

Seeing Thanos charging toward them, Venom immediately covered Stark's armor entirely and fled with him.

"Go that way! Don't head toward the Solar System!" Stark yelled again. Venom quickly changed course, but this shortened the distance between him and Thanos, forcing Venom to accelerate rapidly to avoid being caught.

Thanos currently had no Infinity Gauntlet, no subordinates, no army—but as a single combatant, he was still stronger than Iron Man, given his race's overwhelming advantages.

Moreover, Stark wasn't wearing his battle armor—he was only in a standard exploration suit, most of whose functions weren't designed for combat, making it impossible for him to defeat Thanos, an Eternal Titan.

Switching to magical energy and upgrading to Iron Magus felt like overkill; after all, Stark had seen every kind of spectacle imaginable, and Thanos wasn't enough to scare him.

Stark directly led Thanos toward the place where Hulk was having fun—where Professor X, Shi Ler, and Strange were. Together, they were more than enough to handle this purple giant.

As Stark fled, Venom muttered confusedly inside his mind: "Dark Dimension? That name sounds familiar… someone mentioned it to me before… but I don't remember ever pooping there?!"

"Shut up, you sludge that only causes trouble!" Stark snapped. "Your enemies span the entire universe—can't you reflect on your own behavior?"

"What's there to reflect on? Even if I really did poop at his doorstep, it's his fault!" Venom declared confidently. "If he hadn't provoked me, why would I go poop at his door?"

Stark didn't want to waste time on this nonsense—he just asked: "How did you even get to his doorstep to poop? Where did you get… I mean, don't you find it disgusting?"

"I said—I forgot!" Venom insisted again. "I only remember going to the dwarf starport in the Andromeda Galaxy to poop. Dark Dimension? I have zero memory of that… My memory can't be this bad?!!"

"Fine. This time I'm cleaning up your mess. Remember this, you damn sludge!"

"Thanks, you sludge!"

Meanwhile, near Thanos's homeworld—the Dark Dimension—a few shadowy figures stood on the surface of a barren planet, watching the Dark Dimension from afar.

One of the pitch-black figures spoke: "What's going on? After all these days, they haven't reacted—could our dosage still be too low?"

"According to the symbiote gene catalog, Thanos is a tyrant with a terrible temper—he executes his subjects without cause, so he's deeply unpopular among symbiotes. We've humiliated him like this—why hasn't he exploded yet?"

As starlight gradually illuminated the desolate planet, the figures on its surface were clearly symbiotes.

Besides the common blue Blueling, green Greenspike, and yellow Thunder, there was one special black figure.

This figure looked almost identical to Venom—large, muscular, with a white spider emblem on its chest, mouth wide open, tongue lolling, drooling—but when it spoke, a woman's voice emerged:

"We must be patient…"

It was Loki's voice. Soon, another woman's voice came from Venom's mouth—Symbiote Phantasm's: "We need to find out where Thanos is first. If he catches us, we're done for."

Blueling covered his forehead and sighed: "I shouldn't have agreed to your insane plan, Loki—pretending to be Venom to poop on someone's doorstep is the most ridiculous thing I've ever done!"

As Blueling spoke, the symbiotes recalled what had happened to them days ago.

Since this single-universe had been reset, all events after Spider-Woman linked Peter to the multiverse had been reverted to this timeline, altering all subsequent trajectories.

Because Venom's theft of power via the Bat Totem occurred before this timeline point, it wasn't reset—the symbiotes still obtained the energy from the Maglun family.

But N'al's escape happened after this timeline point; due to the timeline shift, N'al remained trapped in his prison on Klinta Star.

The symbiotes returned to Klinta Star with the energy and used it to reinforce the prison. Unlike Shi Ler, who might have exploited loopholes to give N'al more energy, they didn't—and N'al had no chance to escape.

After handling all this, the Cosmic Agent symbiotes planned to board their ship and continue their journey through the cosmos—when a strange figure approached them.

The symbiotes of course recognized Loki—but they held no fondness for her. After all, she was a trickster god, known as the God of Deception, and had recently been blacklisted by many interstellar civilizations.

Loki had come to them precisely because of this.

Some might remember that Loki had already tried to scam Thanos—but Thanos had strong anti-fraud awareness, and she failed. Afterward, she repeatedly approached him, but he never bit.

For Loki, he was a stubborn client—but while soaking in the hot springs of Yggdrasil, Shi Ler's words gave her a major insight.

If repeated negotiations failed, perhaps a small, decisive move could blow off Thanos's roof—maybe then he'd be willing to negotiate.

But the problem was, Loki had already been blacklisted by many interstellar civilizations—her domains were barred, her portals blocked—traveling between star systems had become a nightmare.

Moreover, although Loki didn't shy away from dishonorable methods, the one she planned to use was so dishonorable it would severely damage Asgard's interstellar reputation—so she needed a disguise.

Thus, she came to Klinta Star and sought help from the symbiotes.

As everyone knew, symbiotes had unparalleled disguise abilities—they could mimic not just appearance, but even alter their host's bodily structure to perfectly match another species, fooling even security scanners.

After using the energy to reinforce N'al's prison, the symbiotes realized energy was incredibly useful—they should hoard more. At that moment, Loki showed up. As everyone knew, Asgard was rich.

Blueling, as leader, was tempted—but he was reluctant to help a con artist. Yet after Loki's persuasion, the symbiotes finally agreed to assist her.

The symbiote possessing Loki was Phantasm—but Loki, like any difficult client in the universe, was insatiable—that was her nature.

After using the symbiotes' disguise to travel freely across the stars, Loki naturally began planning how to blow off Thanos's roof.

Her first step: poop.

Though Loki herself was fussy and had a strong aversion to dirt, precisely because of this, she knew Thanos was similar in one way—he could tolerate temporary humiliation for gain, but would never tolerate someone pooping on his head.

Loki's first move was to provoke Thanos into losing his temper completely, so she could proceed with the next steps.

Loki told the symbiotes her plan. The Cosmic Agents naturally refused—they thought it was not only unjust, but also disgusting.

But then Loki proposed another method: although this act was disgusting, we can blame someone else.

That someone? Venom.

The entire interstellar society knew that Venom and his former host had done this before—Deadpool once took Venom to the dwarf starport in the Andromeda Galaxy to poop.

The Andromeda Galaxy's location was excellent, and the dwarf race's starport, once the region's largest, had heavy traffic—every species passed through it. They would never forget the stench that filled the entire starport for months.

Honestly, if Deadpool ever did it again, they wouldn't be surprised at all.

Loki proposed this plan. The other Cosmic Agents still objected—but she offered too much.

Finally, Phantasm reluctantly disguised herself as Venom—she altered her symbiote pigment, mimicked Venom's signature fangs and long tongue, especially the spider emblem on his chest—the symbol of Venom. Loki even had Phantasm enlarge the emblem so those in the Dark Dimension would instantly recognize it as Venom.

The final problem: where to get the shit.

Asgard's gods didn't use toilets—they had transcended primitive digestion and excretion. Symbiotes didn't excrete either.

But symbiote factor was a miraculous substance—it could synthesize any chemical in the universe. In other words, they could create stuff out of thin air.

The truth proved that once you compromise your bottom line, you keep retreating. After pretending to be Venom, the symbiotes felt their sunk costs were too high—if they quit now, they'd suffer both physical and psychological trauma without any reward.

So, reluctantly, they agreed to Loki's demand to synthesize shit.

Even more insatiable, Loki demanded they concentrate the feces into a chemical that emitted extreme stench and was nearly impossible to clean. After creating it, even the symbiotes themselves felt nauseous.

Loki, disguised as Venom, carried these horrific chemical feces into the Dark Dimension and dumped them all inside Thanos's favorite palace.

Unlike normal waste, since this shit was synthesized directly, the volume was staggering—the scene was literally shit-covered mountains and walls smeared with excrement.

Thanos nearly died of rage—but later, he realized this stinking chemical wasn't just disgusting, it was also incredibly hard to clean. After spending over a week scrubbing the palace clean, Death called him.

Thanos's decision to charge alone into the Solar System wasn't irrational—he was still seething, his head buzzing.

Loki's framing was brilliantly successful. Thanos believed it was Deadpool—who had a grudge against him and always used filthy, disgusting tactics. Of course, Venom was the accomplice.

So when he saw Venom near the Solar System, he didn't hesitate—he chased after him.

Venom flew fast with Stark, but Thanos flew faster. As the distance narrowed, Stark finally reached his destination and shouted: "Get out of the way! Enemy incoming!"

In a flash, everyone vanished. Strange opened a portal and teleported Professor X away. Shi Ler turned into mist and hid behind the planet, pulling Stark along as he left.

When Thanos arrived in the system, he found the space littered with celestial debris, utterly chaotic.

Just as he heard movement behind him, he turned—and saw Hulk's fist, as big as a boulder, hurtling toward him.