“Two more fish?”
Venom grumbled slightly dissatisfied, as if realizing the absence of a companion. In the aquarium, the fish panicked and swam frantically, creating splashes of water.
“Don’t eat anymore. Save some for dinner. With this troublesome mission, I don’t want to go out wandering.” Eddie sighed lightly, realizing that having a baby with him was already troublesome, let alone if it was Caesar, the Master of the Carl Family.
After leaving the Emperor Tower, Eddie pondered carefully and felt that this tricky mission was too peculiar.
“Could it be that the child is not Caesar himself, but a substitute arranged by the Carl Family to attract attention from the outside world?” Eddie began to use his journalistic expertise to imagine various conspiracy theories. However, before he could think further, the sound of the television suddenly came from the living room.
Someone had turned on the television.
“Eddie.” Venom suddenly became alert, issuing a strong warning in Eddie’s mind.
“Has someone entered my house?” Eddie lowered his voice, and clenched his fists tightly, ready to transform into his fully armed form at any moment. Holding his breath, he silently made his way to the living room through the dim corridor.
Being alone in New York, Eddie had no family; although he had many encounters, he was still single; working for the Unnatural Affairs Department for half a year, his colleagues were all weird cardinals of the Red Rank; and because of Venom’s presence, he hardly hired any janitors…
In such a pitiful situation, it couldn’t be a familiar person who entered. So, if it was an enemy, were they targeting him or the Master Caesar?
Thinking of Caesar, Eddie’s breathing became slightly erratic, his footsteps unconsciously quickened, and he almost ran into the living room.
Quickly scanning the room, when Eddie saw the scene in the living room clearly, his body froze like a statue, and Venom inside him also cursed Interstellar profanity, equally doubting life.
In the relatively clean living room, the curtains remained drawn, and the large-screen television against the wall was lit up, playing a historical war documentary with alternating color and black-and-white scenes.
Amidst the narration of the commentator and the stirring war songs of the old days, footage of the Captain with a shield charging forward and a blond youth in black armor wielding a long sword played repeatedly.
Bullets and grenades from the enemy crazily bombarded the edges of the two figures, creating a spectacular and intense war scene that stirred the blood.
On the sofa directly facing the television, the one-year-old Caesar sat upright, his wide eyes reflecting the colorful lights from the screen. He sat with his legs crossed and leaned back against the sofa, holding an open bag of potato chips in his arms. His small hand kept grabbing chips and stuffing them into his mouth.
With the sound of crunching chips, bag after bag of chips disappeared at an astonishing speed under Eddie and Venom’s incredulous gaze.
“Venom, please tell me I’m not seeing things.” Eddie’s mouth twitched, once again questioning the meaning of life.
“What are you talking about? Is that the Master? Or is it an extraterrestrial life form?” Venom grumbled hoarsely.
“Oh!” Engrossed in the TV show, Caesar reached into the last bag of chips on the table. After groping around for a while, he realized he had finished all the snacks. He then turned his head, looked at Eddie standing behind him, and waved his little hand familiarly. In a childish tone, he said, “Eddie, is there more food? Bring some more.”
“You… can talk?” Eddie was truly stunned this time.
“Is talking difficult? As long as one isn’t deaf and dumb, everyone can speak, right?” With arms folded, Caesar showed no signs of childishness, his cute face unusually calm.
“But you’re not even one year old… and you called my name just now?” Eddie couldn’t accept the current reality. A baby so young not only expressed himself in clear language but also displayed mature and calm thinking. It was simply unbelievable.
“Come on, I knew that back in the Empire Tower. And you’re still wearing your work badge. Don’t treat me like an ordinary child, okay?” Caesar’s demeanor was cold as he pointed to Eddie’s chest, his lofty posture and disdainful expression making him seem much older than his age in the eyes of outsiders.
“This, you…” Eddie was at a loss for words for a moment, never imagining that one day he would be insulted by an infant less than a year old.
“Eddie, you are the master of this house. You can’t show weakness right from the start! The mission has just begun. You need to establish a ruthless and domineering demeanor in front of him, so you can discipline the child later!” Venom goaded in Eddie’s mind.
Eddie lowered his head, avoiding Caesar’s gaze, and whispered, “So what should I do?”
“If you can’t do it, let me handle it!” Venom spat out in frustration. In the next moment, a black linear liquid overflowed from Eddie’s body, quickly forming into a powerful muscular frame. His head transformed into a grotesque and terrifying monster face.
In less than two seconds, under the dim light of the hall, Eddie transformed into a two-meter-tall black humanoid monster. Muscles resembled armor plates, and white lines resembling burning flames covered his body, exuding a terrifying aura of ferocity.
Controlling Eddie’s body, Venom took a step forward, his footsteps echoing in the hall until he approached the edge of the sofa, casting a shadow over Caesar.
“Huh?” Caesar raised his head, wondering what Eddie and Venom were up to. Suddenly, Venom leaned down abruptly, roaring loudly at him with a gaping bloodthirsty mouth.
“Roar!”
The roar of a beast reverberated through the hall, shaking many pieces of furniture and window glass. Venom’s open mouth was large enough to swallow the head of any adult, resembling a predator dinosaur from the Cretaceous period, with dozens of sharp, gleaming teeth arranged irregularly, and a string of disgusting saliva dripping from the upper row of teeth.
Even the bravest person would likely collapse in fear at the sight before them.
Unfortunately, the one being frightened was the clone, Caesar.
Not to mention that Eddie and Venom had no malicious intent, even if they did, Caesar wouldn’t be emotionally affected. He looked at Venom’s attempt to appear fierce in front of him and even felt an urge to laugh.
With an indifferent gesture, Caesar picked up several empty chip bags nearby and stuffed them all into Venom’s fully opened mouth, which was formed by Eddie.
“Huh.”
Venom instinctively attempted to swallow but then choked. After a few awkward seconds, it clutched its throat with both hands and rushed toward the direction of the bathroom, stomping its feet.
“Is it really a descendant split from Venom?” Caesar muttered to himself, sighing as he shook his head. “Slaughter was one thing, but how did the third generation already regress into a silly mode?”
(End of Chapter)
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