When Toxin saw the live fish, it buzzed in its mind even more excitedly.
"You're such a foodie, I'm so worried about you, can you please be quiet for a moment?"
Even as Eddie said this, he still walked to the sink, with the black liquid subtly covering his arms.
He plunged his hand into the water like lightning, causing a splash of water, and accurately caught a few kelp fish in his black palm. He opened his bloody mouth with ferocious fangs and threw the lively fish in his hand into his mouth.
After a few slurps, Eddie swallowed it and burped lightly with a fishy smell.
After living with the toxin for more than half a year, Eddie has become accustomed to eating raw fish, and biting off a human head is no longer a piece of cake.
Chapter 351 Erha Toxin
"Two more?"
Toxin murmured slightly in dissatisfaction, as if aware of the disappearance of its companion. The sea fish in the tank swam frantically and panicked, stirring up splashes of water.
"Don't eat anymore. Save some for dinner. I don't want to go out and hang around after taking on this troublesome task."
Eddie sighed lightly. Carrying a baby was troublesome in itself, not to mention that it was Caesar, the young master of the Karl family. After leaving the Dihao Building, he thought about it carefully and always felt that this difficult task was too weird.
"Could it be that the child is not Caesar himself, but just a substitute found by the Karl family, and asked me to bring him out to attract the attention of the outside world?"
Eddie began to use his expertise as a reporter and imagined many conspiracies on his own. However, before he had time to think too much, the sound of a television suddenly came from the main hall of the suite.
Someone turned on the TV.
"Eddie." Toxin suddenly became alert and sent a strong warning in Eddie's mind.
"Has anyone entered my house?" Eddie lowered his voice, clenched his fists, and was ready to enter a fully armed state at any time. He held his breath and walked quietly along the dark corridor to the hall.
He is now working alone in New York, with no relatives; although he has had many romantic encounters, he is still a bachelor; he has worked for the Non-Natural Agency for half a year, and his colleagues are all some weird red-level card players; due to the existence of toxins, they basically don’t hire hourly cleaners...
This pitiful situation can rule out the possibility of acquaintances coming. But if it is an enemy, is the other party coming for him or Master Caesar
Eddie thought of Caesar, and his breathing quickened. He subconsciously quickened his pace and did not bother to hide, rushing into the main hall almost at a run.
Eddie quickly scanned the scene in the main hall and froze like a sculpture. Even the toxins in his body began to doubt his life and he cursed out an interstellar curse word.
In the relatively clean and tidy main hall, the curtains were kept drawn to cover the view. A large-screen TV against the wall was on, and the channel was playing a historical war documentary that switched back and forth between color and black and white.
With the narration of the new century and the passionate war songs of the old era, there are precious video footage of a shield-bearing captain wearing tight stripes and a blond young man in a black battle suit with a long sword on his back charging forward. The enemy's bullets and grenades and artillery shells bombarded them frantically on the edges. The macro-tragic war scenes are heartbreaking and exciting.
On the sofa facing the TV, Caesar, who was less than one year old, sat in the middle. His big eyes reflected the colorful light from the screen. He crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa, holding a large, unsealed bag of potato chips in his arms. His little hands took out pieces of potato chips and kept putting them into his mouth.
With a crunching sound, bags of potato chips were completely devoured by Caesar at an extraordinary speed under the incredulous gaze of Eddie and Toxin.
"Toxin, please tell me that what I saw is not real." The corners of Eddie's mouth twitched, and he once again doubted his life, overturning his worldview.
"What do you mean really? Is that the young master? Could it be an alien creature?" Toxin shouted hoarsely.
"Oh huh." Caesar was immersed in watching TV. He reached his little hand into the last bag of potato chips, searched for a while and found nothing. Then he realized that he had finished eating all the snacks on the table.
The body of the Kryptonian blood is in a stage of continuous development. It can survive only on solar energy when sleeping, but when the appetite comes, the small stomach is like a bottomless pit. Eating a few servings of potato chips and snacks not only did not stop the appetite, but it showed signs of deepening.
Caesar threw the empty bag aside, turned around, looked at Eddie standing behind him, waved his hand familiarly, and said in a childish tone: "Eddie. Do you have any more food? Bring some over."
"You, you can speak?" Eddie was really shocked.
"Is it difficult to speak? Everyone can speak unless they are deaf or dumb." With his arms folded across his chest, Caesar showed no awareness of his young age at all, and his cute little face was extremely calm.
"But you're less than a year old... and you can speak so clearly. Wait, you just called my name, right?"
Eddie has not yet accepted the fact that such a young baby can not only express himself verbally, but also has mature and calm thinking. This is simply a fantasy.
"Come on, I knew it when we were in the Emperor Building. Besides, you're still wearing your work ID card. Don't treat me like an ordinary kid, OK?" Caesar pointed at Eddie's chest with a cold face. His superior attitude and contemptuous look seemed too old-fashioned to outsiders.
"This, you this." Eddie didn't know what to say for a moment. He really couldn't imagine that one day his IQ would be insulted by a baby less than one year old.
"Eddie, you are the master of this family. You can't show weakness right at the beginning! The mission has just begun. You have to establish an evil and domineering image in front of him so that you can discipline the children in the future!"
Toxins were fanning the flames in Eddie's mind.
Eddie lowered his head, avoiding Caesar's sight, and asked in a low voice: "Then what should I do?"
"If you can't do it, let me do it!" Toxin said in disappointment. The next moment, black linear liquid overflowed from Eddie's body, quickly forming a swollen and strong muscle frame, and his head also turned into an ugly and hideous monster face.
In less than two seconds, under the dim light of the hall, Eddie transformed into a two-meter-tall black humanoid monster. His muscles were like armor shells, his body was covered with white lines as if burned by flames, and he was filled with a violent and wild aura of terror.
The toxin controlled Eddie's body and walked forward. His footsteps made a dull sound in the hall until they reached the edge of the sofa back and covered Caesar with a shadow that blocked out the light.
"Huh?" Caesar raised his head, wondering what Eddie and Toxin were doing, when he saw Toxin suddenly move closer to his head and roar at him with its bloody mouth wide open.
"hold head high!"
The roar of a wild beast resounded throughout the hall, shaking many furniture and window glasses. The toxin opened its mouth wide enough to swallow the head of any adult, and it looked very much like a predator dinosaur from the Cretaceous period, with dozens of sharp, shiny white fangs that were uneven, and the upper row of teeth was still dripping with disgusting mucus.
Seeing this scene happening before your eyes, even the bravest person would be so frightened that his legs would go limp and he would fall to the ground.
What a pity, the target of the scare was Caesar's clone.
Not to mention that he already knew that Eddie and Toxin had no ill intentions. Even if they did, Caesar would not have any psychological fluctuations in his heart. He looked at Toxin's forced ferocious expression in front of him, and even had the urge to laugh.
Caesar raised his hand indifferently, picked up a few empty potato chip bags nearby, and stuffed them into Eddie's open mouth that was completely covered with toxins.
"Forehead."
Toxin swallowed instinctively. After a few seconds of awkward silence, it put its hands on its neck and rushed towards the bathroom.
"Is it really the offspring of Venom?"
Caesar muttered to himself, holding his forehead and shaking his head, sighing, "The massacre was fine, but how come the third generation has degenerated to the point of being like a Husky?"
Chapter 352: District 9 Late Night Diner
New York in 2009.
From 2008, when the symbol of peace Kyle returned, to the time when he went to the universe again, the older generation of heroes, such as Captain America Steve, returned to the 21st century as young and strong, while the new generation of heroes, such as Iron Man Stark, emerged at a rocket-like speed.
Of course, Tony's financial ability still makes him almost as popular as the legendary hero Steve.
The name of hero has become a unique benchmark of the new era and an everlasting hot topic.
The most famous stars today are by no means actors or singers, but heroes with extraordinary abilities to uphold justice. Their posters are posted in every corner of the streets and alleys, and almost every paper newspaper contains gossip related to the heroes.
The rapid rise of the city's economy and technology will be accompanied by the growth of many crimes. However, after the peace symbol Kyle eliminated the antisocial Hydra organization in one fell swoop, New York, once known as the City of Sin, has gradually become the City of Heroes. Coupled with the openness of Unnatural Agency and Stark Industries, superpowers, black technology, aliens and other advanced things are affecting New York City on a daily basis...
Although Kyle left the earth with Tony half a year ago, the feats he made and the influence he left in New York are still transforming and subverting the city at all times.