Chapter 198: Venom: The Price of Being Stubborn

After Frank came out of Jane's house, he simply reported the situation on Thor's side by phone and immediately rushed to the Crown District.

Peter Parker was barely one of the pets of the superhero team. Frank, who had seen too much life and death, liked this young man with a full score of sense of justice very much.

Moreover, there was actually a bit of emotional factor added in.

To put it in an old saying, if his child hadn't died in that conflict, his age would be about the same as Peter's.

Arriving at Peter's door, after exchanging pleasantries with May, Frank started walking up directly. Just as he reached the corner of the stairs on the second floor, he heard the sound of Peter talking in the room, and Frank slowed his pace directly.

"I said we shouldn't have gone to provoke that monster. That was clearly a late-stage boss set up by the production team. How could it let us push through it now? This is bad, died, it's all your fault." Peter's tone carried a hint of resentment.

"I told you, that's not a game. Based on my experience of wandering in the universe for so many years, that is another world! And there is no production team!" Another hoarse voice spoke with dissatisfaction.

Frank recalled in his brain; he hadn't heard this voice before.

"Wandering in the universe? It's wandering, saying it so nicely." Peter's aggressiveness was quite strong. "I don't care, it was agreed that after the character died, you couldn't harass me for no reason. At most, I'll buy you chocolate balls."

"Can this be blamed on me? The human forms collected by the death penalty are all paid by me... wait, it seems someone is coming."

Hearing this, Frank didn't say a word, twisted the room door, and very impolitely and violating personal privacy, opened the door directly.

In the room, Peter was sitting in front of the desk, holding his stomach with a panicked face, turning his head to smile at Frank a bit awkwardly. Frank looked around this small room and didn't find the existence of a second life form.

"Who are you talking to?" Frank's nose twitched slightly; he smelled a complex, indescribable taste.

"No, I'm just, hmm... talking to myself." Peter was still the same, not knowing how to lie at all. The panic on his face could be seen by a primary school teacher that he wasn't telling the truth.

"Is that so?" Frank walked to Peter's side and suddenly pulled away the hand he was holding his stomach with. There was nothing under his palm.

"Yes, Uncle Frank, there really is nothing." Peter wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued.

"Peter, I'm very disappointed. You wouldn't lie casually before. It seems I have to suggest May hold a family meeting to chat about your recent situation." Frank shook his head, saying as he walked out, looking like he was going to tell May everything.

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Peter ran over and closed the door, apologizing to Frank, who had stopped in place, with a nervous expression. "Uncle Frank, you must not tell Aunt May about my affairs, otherwise, I will be scolded to death."

"That depends on your performance." Frank hugged his arms and looked at Peter.

Peter thought for two seconds, slapped the back of his hand twice. "Venom! Venom! Come out!"

"I told you, he must be bluffing, and you didn't believe me!" A mass of black liquid emerged from Peter's body, forming a ferocious head, looking a bit scary.

Frank extended his hand and grabbed Venom. Holy light bloomed on his hand, forcibly pulling it out from Peter's body. When leaving Peter, the host, Venom immediately weakened, like a puddle of mud, and was thrown directly onto the table by Frank.

"What is this thing?" Frank asked with a frown. He had originally thought Venom was a monster possessed by an evil attribute, but after grabbing it, he discovered that Venom's main body was not affected by the punishment of holy light. That is to say, in the judgment of holy light, Venom was a bit different from ordinary dark creatures.

"Hmm... I searched on the Deep Web, it's an alien symbiote, similar to a single-celled organism." Peter said to Frank. "I bumped into it by accident."

"Symbiote?" Frank poked the puddle of mud-like Venom. "Are you sure it came from outer space?"

Venom's cell activity was a bit low; it didn't look like a species that could break through the planetary atmosphere and land safely on the ground.

Peter nodded. "Yes, it's like this now because it paid the price of character death and was weakened by the production team."

"That's not a production team. I think that is the indigenous god of that planet." Venom corrected Peter's words relentlessly.

Venom was truly unlucky. If Frank had come a day earlier, it would have been impossible to peel it from Peter's body so simply.

Venom in its prime could directly fight Peter for control of the body. Of course, after having a portion of its "humanity" taken away by the Dark Souls world, it didn't have this ability anymore. Plus, Peter didn't have any intention of fighting Frank, so Venom could only let Frank handle it.

"Dark Souls game? Isn't the death penalty not big?" Frank looked at Peter and continued to ask.

"Uncle Frank, do you also know that game?" Peter was a bit pleasantly surprised.

Frank tapped the table. "Talk about business first."

"Oh, because Venom is not a human. According to its statement, the character penalty of that world is extremely severe for it, much greater than the influence of an ordinary person dying once." Peter continued.

"Hmm, no matter what, encountering such a dangerous creature, you shouldn't have accepted it for no reason. At least give us a call. What if its aggressiveness is too strong and hurts someone?" Frank educated Peter, then picked up the trash can. "I'll take it away first, you wait for me here."

"That, Uncle Frank." Peter stopped Frank, who was preparing to throw Venom into the trash can, then rolled up his sleeves, revealing the magic runes on his arm.

Frank paused; he had a bad premonition.

"Because I was afraid it would be detrimental to Aunt May, so I went to the Emotional Deep Web to buy a contract scroll at that time and signed a contract with it." Peter pointed to the magic runes on his hand and said.

"..." Frank didn't know what to say. Peter's courage was truly great, a pure reckless behavior. "What kind of contract?"

"It's an agreement. I provide the resources it needs for survival and growth and become its host, and it must prioritize my orders until I die naturally." Peter briefly introduced the content of the contract.

Frank looked at Venom a bit incredulously. This contract sounded like Venom's harvest and payment were completely unequal.

Venom poked its head out. It could see what Frank was thinking. "But just over a hundred years, it's just a blink of an eye for me."

Peter leaned into Frank's ear and said softly, "Actually, it didn't believe that the contract could really restrict it, and then it was really restricted."

Venom looked at Peter's appearance and retracted its head into the black liquid very unhappily. As a symbiote, it could clearly know what Peter was saying.

Frank sighed, put down the trash can in his hand. He had originally wanted to take Venom to Tony to see if he could find a way to seal it, but now it seemed he couldn't do that. ===== CHAPTER 199 =====