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Chapter 93: Sludge and Scum (Part 2)

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"Hello, Mr. Stark. Your uncle often mentions you to me..."

Stark rolled his eyes and said without any concealment: "He also often mentions you to me, General Luo Bote. He said you are an idiot with only half a brain..."

The faces of the several people in military uniforms opposite him turned black.

Stark was in a very bad mood right now. He had just had a fight with Venom. This symbiote with a huge appetite wanted to eat human brains wherever it went, and also liked to drag Stark to hit walls. Stark's head had just been bumped by it, and he was currently cursing this symbiote in his heart.

"Please sit down." General Luo Bote pointed his finger at the chair.

"No need. What business do you have with me? If you have something to say, say it quickly. If not, I still have to go back to do experiments."

These people from the military seemed completely unable to adapt to Stark's straightforward style. After all, their past negotiations were: polite for half an hour, then ramble for half an hour, reminisce about the past and imagine the future for half an hour, be like-minded and have a happy time for 20 minutes, and finally talk about serious business in the last 10 minutes.

Stark didn't want to play their game at all. It wasn't that he couldn't learn to be evasive, he just felt there was no need. He didn't want to waste another word with these people. In Stark's words, every sentence he said to these people was a waste of time for all human development.

Finally, Stark still sat down.

General Luo Bote still stubbornly followed his own rhythm and began one round of probing after another on Stark.

Stark didn't want to deal with him at all. Venom said in his brain: "You seem to hate him very much. Then I can eat his head..."

"No, eating the brains of stupid people will lower your IQ."

"Really?"

"Of course."

"Can't you beat him up?"

"No."

"Why? What about those hard clothes of yours?"

"Hard clothes? Are you talking about my Iron Man suit?"

"I also want to wear those clothes."

"You still need to wear clothes?"

"It looks very interesting."

"No, no way. You won't know how to open it. You will break my suit."

"I know how to open it. Believe me."

At this time, Stark heard General Luo Bote say: "We have a lot of sincerity for cooperation. I heard that a friend of yours is also troubled by this, just like Obadiah. I sympathize very much with the encounter of my old friend. It just so happens that the military has obtained a serum that can wake up brain activity by comprehensively stimulating nerves."

"After experimental proof, it has a very good effect on patients who are in a coma, allowing their brains to wake up again and restore control over their bodies."

Stark raised his eyebrows and said: "So you guys still do some serious business."

A Lieutenant General walked in. He saluted, and then two researchers took a box and placed it on the table. After the lid of the box was opened, white mist drifted out, and a syringe was placed in the center of the box.

Stark didn't have special understanding of medicine and pharmacology. Just as he wanted to lean in to see what the syringe looked like, Venom suddenly became excited in his brain. He said: "This is delicious!! Kill him and grab this thing! It's delicious! It's useful to you! And to me too!"

Stark frowned and said: "What principle is your conclusion based on?"

"My genes told me!!"

"Are your genes really reliable?"

Stark felt Venom becoming more and more excited, even somewhat confused. General Luo Bote saw Stark tremble all over and said: "I know, Stark's situation is not good now. We are very willing to help you for the sake of your uncle..."

"We are even willing to provide you with this serum for free. The military is very interested in the nano-mech you developed. Of course, we don't want those mechs. The direction of biological armor in our collaboration with Oscorp is also very promising..."

(Author's Note: 1200ksw)

"However, nano-technology can allow us to take the lead in information warfare and intelligence warfare. You know, we cannot lose to others in these two battlefields. This is also for the sake of more soldiers' lives. If intelligence can be more accurate, then there won't be so many people sacrificing..."

Luo Bote said seemingly very emotionally: "I know Stark Industries is not the evil organization reported by those reporters. I know that young Stark, like his father, is actually a hero who cares about ordinary people..."

"Think about it from another angle. Cooperating with the military is also to preserve more soldiers' lives. After all..."

Just as he said this, Luo Bote discovered that Stark was trembling. He thought he had successfully broken through this genius's psychological defense line. He was just about to add fuel to the fire when he suddenly discovered a thread of black mucus climbing onto Stark's neck.

And then instantly, a giant black monster with sharp fangs appeared in his line of sight.

Venom swallowed General Luo Bote's head in one bite, grabbed the box containing the serum, and broke through the window directly.

No one had expected such a change. The second before, Stark was still sitting there properly. The second after, a lump of mucus covered his whole body, turning him into a black monster nearly three meters tall.

This black monster had a bright red long tongue and a mouth full of sharp fangs, directly biting off a general's head and also grabbing the serum.

Others were in a mess, but soon, several helicopters caught up with Venom's running figure.

Venom jumped quickly on the roof. Even the strafing of the helicopter machine guns almost couldn't hit it.

Until running to an open space on the outskirts of the city, Venom stopped and directly swung a stone at one of the helicopters. This unlucky guy was hit in the propeller by one shot and planted down while smoking.

The other helicopter also ran out of bullets and only dared to fly in the distance, not daring to get close.

Before long, the armed forces arrived at the scene. The struggle between Venom and Stark for control of the body slowed down the pace of escape. Stark desperately used his willpower to suppress the overly excited Venom.

Finally, Venom sobered up a bit and returned to Stark's body. Stark turned back into an ordinary person, but what he faced was the armed forces surrounding him layer by layer.

Seeing Stark turn back into an ordinary person, their commander didn't lower his guard either. Several soldiers wearing somewhat special battle suits walked up.

Stark saw that they were wearing mechs, but this mech was the technology provided by Stark to the military before, which looked somewhat old and outdated.

And Stark, he directly took out a cigarette, and a brand-new beautiful armor armed his whole body. He made a mocking gesture somewhat proudly and said: "The old-fashioned things you stole from me, you'd better take them back for your grandfathers to wear! It's still better than a cane, right?"

About a dozen soldiers wearing mechs walked up. The leader among them glanced around and stretched out his arm, saying: "Battle suit!"

Then Stark saw a layer of gelatinous film spread out from the bottom layer of the mech, instantly covering the surface layer, and then sealing the gaps of the mech, turning the entire mech into a complete biological battle suit.

Stark exploded with rage instantly.

"You actually dare to use Oscorp's stupid methods to insult my achievements!!!!"

Stark had never felt so angry before. Even when the military used public opinion to smear him and then came out to act as a good person, he hadn't been this angry.

After all, what Stark was most proud of was the various inventions created by his genius brain. And now, these people in the military actually took his mech and gave it to Oscorp for modification!!

And they even used a lump of sticky glue to turn his mech into an incomparably ugly biological battle suit!!

Stark was truly about to explode.

He took a deep breath and asked in his brain: "Do you really know how to pilot a mech?"

"Definitely much better than them."

"Then alright..."

Stark stretched out his arm covered by metal armor and said: "Battle suit!"

In an instant, black mucus covered his whole body.

Unlike those gelatinous substances that looked sticky and soft, the black mucus was like a powerful net, directly wrapping every part of the battle suit.

But the nano-suit wasn't covered by these mucus, but was orderly disassembled by these mucus, turning into new shapes and covering the surface layer of the black monster's body.

Originally, Venom was nearly three meters tall, but now it had completely turned into a steel monster over four meters tall.

That was a monster covered in pitch-black armor. Venom seemed to have inherited Stark's aesthetics. Its body surface was no longer uneven mucus tissue, but a streamlined black armor.

Its head was no longer that big mouth full of sharp fangs, but turned into a helmet with two pairs of sharp spikes on each side of the head, a diamond-shaped steel eyepiece in the middle, and the lower half of the face completely wrapped by a mask.

It had to be said that this suit of armor looked truly too handsome. Overall, it was about the same size as Venom, but taller. On the shoulders, legs, and wrists, there were sharp spikes made of metal wrapped in black mucus. The mask on the head looked somewhat like a gas mask, looking to have a kind of terrifying beauty, full of a wild charm between metal and punk.

More importantly, the one controlling this mech was a symbiote that was one with Stark's heart, which meant Stark no longer needed to operate it, but could make the mech move as he wished.

Stark shook his arms. He felt this feeling was truly too wonderful. He could even clearly feel the touch of every outer component exposed to the air, which was the best feeling for a mech fanatic.

He was the battle suit, and the battle suit was him.

"Alright," Stark said, "I will let you see what a true biological battle armor is!"

As soon as the words fell, he jumped on the spot, smashed into the side of those biological mech soldiers with a "bang," and smashed his fist into the head of one of them.

That biological mech soldier flew backward directly. Stark shook his fist somewhat surprisedly.

He didn't know how to fight, and in the past, he relied on Jarvis's intelligent calculations to fight. But now, he actually had the feeling of personally beating up the enemy with his own fists. It had to be said that this feeling was truly very good.

The giant black mech turned around and threw another uppercut. The biological mech soldier, who was only two meters tall, was like a little chick in front of this behemoth, and was knocked away in one go.

Originally, these biological mechs were manufactured to restrain Stark's Iron Man suit, but they weren't for dealing with a four-meter-tall biological mech monster.

The biological mucus they were originally equipped with to limit Stark's actions, the echo stance used to capture the flight trajectory of the Iron Man suit, and the biological gelatinous joint modifications used to improve flexibility—all were useless now. The Venom battle suit didn't buy this at all. Mucus eruption? Directly tear it open. Echo stance? Completely useless. Flexible gelatinous joints? One punch and they all fell apart.

The Venom battle suit's fighting style was completely different from Stark's. To put it bluntly, this symbiote's fighting style was also throwing wild punches, but its outrageously strong physical fitness and super-speed self-healing ability made it take advantage in this kind of chaotic battle.

Before long, that group of biological mech soldiers was beaten down by Stark.

However, soon, the military's heavy weapons entered the field. The Venom battle suit jumped, jumped directly onto a nearby high-rise building, and then began to run wildly again.

After shaking off all the pursuers, Venom instantly shrank back into Stark's body, and the nano-mech returned to Stark's body again. He lowered his head to look at his two intact arms and the still brand-new mech metal on them, saying:

"Not bad, thank you, sludge."

"You're welcome, scum." ===== CHAPTER 94 =====

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