Marvel's Super Venom Author: Who Knows Where the Flowers Fall
Synopsis: Yang Han woke up to find himself transmigrated into the Marvel Universe, and even became Venom, a strengthened version at that.
He discovered he could absorb the genes of any superpower user to make them his own strength, and by coexisting with humans, he could grant them Superman-like powers.
Natasha: "You've already been inside my body, you can't just not take responsibility."
Jean: "My Phoenix Force is almost out of control again, please, hurry and enter my body."
Skye: "This is my body, don't you dare mess around!"
Chapter 1: I Am Venom
"Natasha, there's a mission I need you to carry out." Nick Fury called Black Widow Natasha's private phone.
"Nick, you know I'm on vacation right now, I'm not a robot." Natasha's lazy voice came through the phone.
"I'm sorry to disturb your vacation, but a highly dangerous individual just specifically requested you." Nick Fury said with a hint of helplessness.
"Oh? Tell me about it." Natasha became a little interested.
"Hell's Kitchen, I'm sure you know the place. There's a drug dealer who suddenly killed their boss, and then casually took out his partner..." Nick Fury hadn't finished speaking when Natasha interrupted him.
"Director Fury, you know these things should be handled by the Police, not S.H.I.E.L.D." Natasha said.
"Just let me finish." Nick Fury also said with a slight sense of helplessness.
"This guy not only killed his boss and partner, but in just one week, he also took out more than twenty drug kingpins.
These drug kingpins had many bodyguards protecting their safety, but they still died.
According to some information, there's an 80% chance this guy is a superpowered individual." Nick Fury's tone was very serious.
"Superpowered individual?" Natasha immediately understood why Nick would seek her out.
"That's right. Although this guy has killed many people, they were all scumbags who deserved to die.
If possible, I hope you can persuade him to join S.H.I.E.L.D.
That plan also needs to begin implementation." Nick Fury instructed, though his last words were a bit vague, Natasha knew what plan he was referring to.
"I'll handle this." Natasha stretched, stood up from the beach chair, and walked decisively into the hotel to change into a tight-fitting suit...
Outside a deserted factory in Hell's Kitchen, more than twenty Police cars were gathered both inside and out, each Police officer equipped with a handgun.
A Police officer, holding a megaphone, shouted: "Johnson, you are surrounded.
Put down your weapon and release the hostages inside the factory.
You can't escape now."
"Shut up! Has Natasha arrived yet?! You have half an hour left.
There are three hostages inside.
If she doesn't arrive within half an hour, I'll kill one hostage every ten minutes." A terrified scream came from inside, not at all like a vicious criminal who had killed twenty or thirty people.
The Police officers looked at each other.
They didn't know who Black Widow was and could only report to their superiors.
As for whether she would come, they weren't sure.
Moreover, the U.S. is a democratic society.
If this matter wasn't resolved today, they could already imagine how the media would criticize their Police force in tomorrow's newspapers and on television.
"Director, what should we do?" The young Police officer beside him asked his Police Chief.
"How should I know? Call and urge them." The slightly overweight Police Chief said with considerable helplessness.
To be honest, although the prisoner inside had killed many people, they were all notorious villains.
He hadn't attacked the Police, so they didn't want to press too hard.
What if they angered him?
Bullets couldn't kill this guy.
"Madam, you can't go in here, it's too dangerous inside."
"A simple introduction: My name is Natasha Romanoff, and if I'm not mistaken, the guy inside is looking for me." Natasha said with a light chuckle.
After Natasha finished speaking, she bypassed the Police blockade and slowly walked inside.
Yang Han watched the alluring woman, graceful in stature and charming in appearance, slowly approach from below, and felt a surge of excitement.
Finally, he could get rid of this rough man.
How could possessing a man be as good as possessing a woman?
Yang Han was a transmigrator, and his transmigration was sudden and quite unlucky.
A living person suddenly turned into a puddle of liquid.
Who knew how desperate Yang Han felt at that time?
Then, it wasn't long before Yang Han understood his situation: he had transmigrated as Venom.
And it was the Venom from Marvel, but compared to the original Venom, his abilities seemed even stronger.
He could replicate genes and enhance them.
He possessed almost all the chaotic abilities of the Symbiote race.
After drifting in Earth's outer space for over a month, he finally found an opportunity to take an aerospace spacecraft to Earth.
Upon returning to Earth, he immediately possessed the nearest guy.
Who knew this guy turned out to be a drug addict, and a gangster from Hell's Kitchen at that?
Then, Yang Han controlled his first host to check the information about this World.
Sure enough, it was the Marvel Universe.
And it seemed to be the movie Universe, at least when Yang Han saw photos of the richest man, Tony, he looked exactly like in the movies.
The subsequent development was Yang Han controlling this unlucky fellow, killing many drug-dealing gang members, and then becoming what he is now.
Two months had passed, and he finally got to see a truly awesome host.
Yang Han knew how dangerous the Marvel Universe was.
As a Symbiote, he also wanted to become the most awesome Symbiote.
What's the difference between a person without dreams and a salted fish?
S.H.I.E.L.D., wasn't it the best place to go?
As for being sliced and studied... Yang Han wasn't worried.
He could just split off a small piece for Nick Fury to study, to see what he could come up with.
Moreover, Yang Han's request for Natasha to come wasn't without reason.
Before his transmigration, as a normal man, he liked beautiful women.
After transmigration, although he was a Symbiote with no gender, his thoughts were still those of a man.
How much better was it to possess a woman?
Why possess a man?
And he could openly take advantage of the situation.
Even if he no longer had 'that' function, he could at least feast his eyes, right?
"My Lord, the person you asked for is here.
Please leave my body quickly." Johnson said in a low voice, looking at Natasha walking in.
"Don't rush, it's not time yet." Yang Han surveyed Natasha.
Indeed! She was exactly like in the movies.
Although he didn't have eyes now, he could still clearly see Natasha.
Anyway, he couldn't understand the Symbiote race.
Although Yang Han was a little excited when he saw Natasha arrive, he still didn't let joy cloud his mind.
He needed to prepare to possess Natasha.
He was very cautious.
He knew he only had this one chance; if he missed it, he truly missed it.
Natasha walked into the factory and frowned, seeing Johnson's somewhat agitated expression.
Why was this guy so excited to see her?
Natasha, with her many thoughts, instantly came up with several reasons.
Could it be that he had met her once, coincidentally knew her name, and called her here to have a good time in his final moments?
Immediately, Natasha's expression towards Johnson turned much colder.
Chapter 2: Parasitizing Natasha
Natasha looked at the man in front of her with a slightly cold expression.
Indeed! All men are big scoundrels, with ill intentions.
She subconsciously touched the pistol tucked into her waistband.
If he dared to act out, she'd just shoot him dead.
As for what Nick Fury said, it had long been thrown to the winds.
This kind of scum wants to join S.H.I.E.L.D.?
A prison cell is where this guy belongs.
Johnson never would have imagined that his hopeful gaze towards Natasha would be misinterpreted in this way.
However, he didn't dare to think too much.
He just wanted the guy inside his body to get out quickly and enter that woman's body, and then he would go to prison.
"Tell her to throw out her gun." Yang Han's voice echoed in Johnson's ear.
"Throw your gun on the ground!" Johnson yelled, pointing the gun in his hand at Natasha's face.