Chapter 31: If only you weren't so fickle.
"Spider-Woman~"
"A good friend of the New York City citizens~"
Getting into the car and hearing Eros tease her, Gwen only felt her cheeks grow hot.
Embarrassed and angry, she patted Eros's arm: "How did you know?"
"Of course I could tell by looking." Eros said with justifiable pride.
He had been dating Gwen for a very long time, and everything that shouldn't have happened had already happened.
As for Gwen's figure, he knew it even better than Gwenherself.
After all, there were some places Gwen couldn't measure herself, but Eros could.
"You bastard!" Thinking of this, Gwen became shy and angry again, pinching Eros's arm.
Well, girls always seemed to master this combo instinctively, just like how Eros instinctively awakened his inner pervert's soul.
"Ouch, ouch, are you trying to murder your husband?"
Seeing Eros cry out in pain, Gwen quickly let go, almost forgetting that she had superpowers.
Gwen leaned in, rolling up Eros's sleeve to check the situation, only to find that there were no bruises on Eros's arm at all.
"You lied…"
The moment she looked up, Gwen's questioning words were cut off.
After a long while, their lips parted.
"You secretly kissed me last time, so we're even this time."
Gwen glared at Eros and lowered her head as she returned to her seat.
"Focus on driving."
"Yeah, aren't I focusing on driving right now?"
After a long silence, Gwen's voice sounded again, carrying a hint of confusion.
"Eros, do you think what my dad said is right?"
After all, Gwen was just an eighteen-year-old girl.
She had her own worldview, could distinguish between good and evil, but couldn't distinguish between order and stability.
"Gwen, everyone has their own stance."
Eros's voice rang out, unusually serious.
"From Uncle George's perspective, Spider-Woman is an unstable factor that needs to be dealt with."
"But from the perspective of those you've helped, Spider-Woman is a good person, even a savior."
Gwen nodded, recalling something that happened a few days ago.
A few drunk thugs wanted to rape a mother and daughter; the mother was about thirty years old, and the daughter was less than ten years old.
It was late at night, and there weren't many people on the streets of New York.
If Gwen hadn't happened to run into it, what that mother and daughter would have suffered goes without saying.
It was precisely this time that made Gwen fall in love with the feeling of helping others.
Well, there was no such thing as with great power comes great responsibility.
Simply put, the act of helping others and stopping crimes made Gwen feel comfortable inside and gave her a sense of fulfillment.
What followed was a matter of course.
Using the knowledge she had learned, Gwen made her own Spider-Suit and web-shooters.
During this time, she always sneaked out at night to be a vigilante, which was also the reason why she woke up late today.
"Therefore, just do good deeds without asking about the future."
"However, Gwen, you also need to pay attention to rest; your current state is too exhausted." Eros reminded her.
Superhumans were human after all. He had loaded the Homelander template, and his stats were even higher than Gwen's, but he couldn't handle days of continuous fighting without proper rest, let alone Gwen.
"Mm, I know." Gwen listened quietly and nodded obediently.
She knew Eros was right; it was just that she had just debuted and still couldn't balance the time allocation between her two identities as Spider-Woman and Gwen.
She decided to reduce her Spider-Woman time by two hours every day from now on to use for rest.
Driving the car, Eros suddenly noticed that the breath of the girl beside him became shallower. Turning his head to look, he saw that Gwen had fallen asleep in his car.
Eros quietly slowed down and drove the vehicle more steadily.
Behind the Lamborghini, George let out a wistful, long sigh.
His daughter had grown up and would eventually date and get married.
It was just that…
George was somewhat uneasy about Eros.
This boy was too outstanding; he was tall and handsome, his speech had his own insights, and his family background was not ordinarily good.
There must be many temptations around such a man.
George was also a man, and he knew very well how difficult it was to resist these temptations.
Well, there was another advantage: he was steady in his actions.
Driving a luxury supercar, yet he drove it so slowly and steadily.
The distance between Queens and Manhattan wasn't far. Even though Eros had slowed down, he still arrived at the Vought International Building in a little over half an hour.
The vehicle slowly came to a halt. Eros unbuckled his seatbelt and looked at the young girl beside him.
With red lips and white teeth, and picturesque eyebrows and eyes, she looked like a sleeping beauty.
She looked very much like she needed a prince to help wake her up.
Eros considered his status to be no worse than any prince, even Thor.
Even if he wasn't Thor's opponent for a moment, as long as the battle was prolonged, relying on the dual buffs, he could solo the Asgard dungeon all by himself.
(Dual buffs: immortality and growing stronger the more one fights.)
Just as Eros gently pecked her lips, he felt Gwen's breathing become a bit heavier, and her heartbeat began to accelerate.
Looking at Gwen, whose eyes were still tightly shut, Erosunderstood.
Thus, he decisively deepened the kiss, and Gwen finally couldn't help but respond…
Thump!
Thump, thump!
Thump, thump, thump!
"What are you two doing? Why didn't you get out of the car even after arriving?" George knocked on the car window and asked after seeing Gwen and Eros get out.
"It's nothing. Gwen just fell asleep, and seeing that Uncle George hasn't arrived yet, I thought I'd let her sleep a little longer." Eros said with a calm expression.
Damn George, ruining my moment!
See if I don't park my ghost fire downstairs at your house.
"Is that so?" George glanced at Gwen, and seeing that she looked a bit sleepy-eyed, he reminded her: "Gwen, although work is important, you also need to pay attention to rest. You are still a student, and our family isn't short on money; there's no need to put too much pressure on yourself."
"Mm, I know, Dad." Gwen replied softly with her head lowered.
Fortunately, her hair was long enough; otherwise, her burning, flushed face definitely wouldn't have escaped George's notice.
The subsequent physical examination went very smoothly. The process was no different from the one at Ophelia's research institute before, and so were the results.
Her genes were very stable and would not mutate again in the short term.
After accompanying Gwen to complete the test, Georgewent to work alone.
Oscorp Building and Vought International Building were in the same commercial district. This area was crowded with large companies and had very good security; Gwen could go there by herself.
"Gwen."
Eros gently hugged Gwen. George had left, so they could finish what they hadn't finished just now.
Gwen wrapped her arms around Eros's neck in reverse, stood on tiptoe, and took the initiative to offer a kiss.
Looking at the red lips right in front of him, Eros naturally accepted them with a smile.
The next second.
A trace of stinging pain came, and Eros only felt a hint of a bloody and salty taste between his lips.
"You really were lying to me before; you're also a superhuman." Gwen let go of Eros and raised an eyebrow.
Having said that, she turned and left, her black JK skirt fluttering, the plump contour underneath swaying slightly and rhythmically from side to side.
Making Eros want to buy shares in it.
Investing hundreds of millions at once to become a major shareholder.
"If only you weren't so fickle."
Chapter 32: The First Meeting of Rivals in Love: Black Cat and Gwen Spider-Woman
"Did Eros hear that?"
"He should have heard it, right."
"Then why isn't he reacting at all?"
Leaving the Vought International Building, Gwen was in a rather unpleasant mood.
As she walked toward the Oscorp Building, she muttered to herself.
"Darn Eros."
"Playboy."
"Big black wild boar."
Amidst her muttering, Gwen arrived at the Oscorp Buildingand happened to brush past a glamorous blonde figure.
Gwen suddenly shuddered and looked back.
Coincidentally, the other person also turned back to look.
Her palm-sized face was fair, tender, and smooth, wearing exquisite makeup.
The white suit on her upper body was stretched out plumply, and the matching slim suit trousers on her lower body outlined a peach-like curve of her hips, while a pair of long legs particularly caught the eye.
Gwen had to admit that the woman in front of her was a sexy stunner with a fuller figure than her.
"Hello, I am Felicia, Felicia Hardy."
"Hello, I am Gwen, Gwen Stacy."
In Felicia's eyes, Gwen was no less impressive.
Her top was a simple white shirt, paired with a thin ribbon tied into a pretty bow, playful and youthful.
Her lower body was a black midi skirt, looking agile and ethereal as she walked.
A flash of hostility crossed Felicia's eyes.
She smelled Eros on the other person.
Having just outlived an older sister, when did Eros get another youthful college girl by his side?
Women easily expose their age through their choice of perfume.
After a simple handshake and exchanging business cards, Felicia turned and left, an action that left Gwen confused for a moment.
Why did that woman just now trigger her spider-sense? Could it be that the other person wasn't ordinary?
Recalling how she was accidentally bitten by a spider and then gained superpowers, Gwen suddenly understood.
It seemed that the appearance of a few superpowered individuals in the Oscorp Building wasn't all that unexpected.
...
Regarding Gwen's sudden departure, Eros didn't dwell on it too much.
After all, women.
They can be teased, they can be worn down.
But they alone cannot be figured out.
As the sole descendant of the Pierce Family, Eros had aspired since childhood to spread branches and scatter leaves for the family.
Therefore.
Settling down was impossible; it was impossible to settle down in this lifetime, and hiding it was too exhausting. Only by being a prodigal wanderer could he realize his childhood dream.
Eros didn't fall into self-consumption because of Gwen's words; he took the elevator to the top floor.
This entire floor was his personal office area, which also included a workout area and a rest area.
Seeing the mountains of documents piled on the desk, Eroschuckled.
Fortunately, he had the foresight to find himself a laborer.
Taking out a box of wild dog milk, Eros leisurely drank it.
Looking at his watch, it wasn't even nine o'clock yet, more than an hour away from the scheduled appointment time.
Eros thought about it and decided to find something to do first.
Well, the windows of his own company needed to be cherished a bit.
Whoosh——!
Like a breeze sweeping past, Eros instantly disappeared from his spot, leaving only the empty office and a window that had been opened at some point.
Ever since his Bio-field upgraded to LV2, Eros's control over his own strength had become much stronger.
In the New York sky, while cruising at a speed close to Mach 2, Eros kept his X-ray vision open to search for Kingpin's tracks.
In this Universe, becoming Spider-Man was Gwen's destiny.
Eros respected Gwen's fate and wouldn't stop her from becoming a vigilante on the streets of New York, just like Spider-Man in other Universes.
But as a good brother, Eros would help Gwen nip some dangers in the bud in advance.
And on the streets of New York, Kingpin was undoubtedly the villain Spider-Man came into contact with most often.
Hell's Kitchen.
At this moment, this underground king of New York was furious.
"Damn it, hasn't it been found out who that Spider-Womanis yet? How dare she touch my goods, I'll definitely make her pay!"
Kingpin angrily hung up the phone.
How long had it been? Ever since he became the underground king of New York, how long had it been since anyone dared to provoke him so blatantly?
Except for that weirdo draped in the Stars and Stripes.
Thinking of Homelander, Kingpin felt a wave of nausea and wanted to vomit.
Ever since last time at Fisk Tower, after witnessing Homelander's terrifying combat power ignoring security forces to kill him.
Kingpin had his confidant James Wesley secretly investigate Homelander, but as a result, even though there was a facial portrait, nothing could be found.
This broke Kingpin out in a cold sweat at the time.
The ability of HYDRA / S.H.I.E.L.D. to block news was terrifyingly powerful.
In the following days, Kingpin often woke up in the middle of the night in a start, dreaming that Homelander suddenly appeared before him and killed him with an unstoppable posture.
After several consecutive days of insufficient sleep severely affected his condition, Kingpin followed James's suggestion and entered silent mode.
During this time, he hid in a safe house and commanded his subordinates through remote communication.
That way, no matter how powerful Homelander's strength was, as long as he couldn't find him, there was no way he could kill him, right?
Bang!
Accompanied by shattering glass splashing everywhere, a voice rang out:
"Who are you going to make pay?"
Hearing this haunting voice, Kingpin froze for a moment, then slapped himself hard.
Damn it, he had been resting well lately, why was he having tinnitus?
No, he was also seeing things.
The place where Kingpin was hiding could be described as very low-profile, with even security personnel reduced by more than half compared to usual, and disguised as ordinary residents.
It could be said that without a mole, it would be very difficult to find this place.
But this couldn't stump Eros.
As the saying goes, don't treat Homelander as not a Superman; a beggar-version Superman is still a Superman.
"Mr. Homelander, why are you here?" After a brief stun, Kingpin came back to his senses, enthusiastically greeting Eros to sit down and pouring him a cup of coffee.
"No need, I drink this." Eros raised the wild dog milk in his hand and refused.
Although the duration of the immortal buff had stacked up to a very long number, Eros still got used to drinking a box whenever he had free time.
I, Eros, endorse wild dog milk.
Humans fear time, time fears wild dog milk.
Drink wild dog milk, enjoy an immortal life.
"My coming this time is to discuss something with you." Eros took a sip of wild dog milk and said amiably.
But no matter how friendly Eros's attitude was, Kingpindidn't dare to be negligent.
He hadn't forgotten how his previous batch of bodyguards died.
"Mr. Homelander, go ahead."
"Spider-Woman, you know her, right?"
"I... I know." Kingpin nodded bitterly, having roughly guessed what Eros was going to say next.
He was really stupid, truly.
He only knew that Spider-Woman was a super-human who snatched his goods, but he forgot that the super soldier serum was one of a kind with no other branches.
"Spider-Woman is my person. You understand what I mean, Mr. Fisk. Never let our own people fight our own people."
"Will Spider-Woman still target my business after this?"
Chapter 33: Comrade Kingpin, this is a necessary sacrifice!
"Yes, this is required by her mission." Eros spoke with a straight face, spouting nonsense:
"For the great goal of the organization, and for the construction of a beautiful new World, Comrade Kingpin, this is a necessary sacrifice!"
"Hail HYDRA!"
Kingpin remained silent for a long time. Since this sacrifice wasn't costing you your interests, of course it doesn't break your heart.
Seeing that Kingpin was slow to shout the HYDRA slogan, Eros's eyes lit up.
"...Hail HYDRA!"
Seeing that Kingpin finally shouted the HYDRA slogan under his crimson-filled gaze, Eros nodded in satisfaction, the scarlet light in his eyes dimming.
Strike with a stick, then offer a carrot.
Since Kingpin knew how to behave, Eros didn't mind giving him something to look forward to.
"Do you know about the recently established Vought International?"
...
Washington, S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, the Triskelion.
"Hello, dear Agent. Your newly submitted transfer application has been rejected. If you have any questions, please contact your supervisor for consultation. Wish you..."
"Hoo~" Sharon Carter let out a long breath, half-lying in her chair with her little face drooping.
Her application to transfer to a field Agent was rejected once again.
Clearly, all of her physical fitness tests had passed!
Sharon Carter gritted her teeth tightly, feeling quite resentful.
Actually, this couldn't entirely be blamed on S.H.I.E.L.D..
Usually, it was relatively easy for field Agents to transfer to administrative Agents after being injured, but it was much harder for administrative Agents to transfer to field Agents.
The reason was very simple. Field Agent work was more dangerous, required higher comprehensive qualities, and had much stricter initial selection standards.
With Sharon Carter's abilities, if she had aimed to be a field Agent right from the start when she joined S.H.I.E.L.D., she would have completely met the conditions.
But purely out of curiosity about Captain America Steve Rogers, the lover of her aunt Peggy Carter, she went to the archives first and became an administrative Agent.
In fact, even at this step, as long as she brought up her family background, transferring wouldn't be a difficult task.
After all, her Agent codename was Thirteen.
Ordinary people didn't know what Agent Thirteen meant, but the upper echelons of S.H.I.E.L.D. knew it crystal clear. This was the serial number of Peggy Carter, one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D..
Regrettably, Sharon Carter neither wanted to bully others based on her family background, nor could her transfer application reach the upper echelons' level.
After all, this was just a matter concerning an insignificant little Agent.
After a long silence, Sharon Carter took out her phone and pulled up a contact she hadn't reached out to in a long time.
"Hello, Eros, I am Sharon Carter, do you still remember me?"
"Of course, Carter, I never forget any beauty I've ever met."
"It's Sharon Carter." Sharon Carter corrected again.
"Alright, Sharon, let me guess. Are you calling me because you came to New York and want to ask me out to hang out?"
"Hehe, guess again."
"Guess whether I'll guess or not."
After fooling around for a while, Sharon Carter stated her true intention: she hoped Eros could use his Level 5 Agentauthority to conscript her into Eros's team, thereby transferring her to the field Agent team.
With a beauty throwing herself into his net, Eros naturally agreed happily.
...
Hell's Kitchen.
After Eros left, Kingpin felt as if his bones had been sucked out, his whole body turning limp as he instantly collapsed.
He took a few heavy gasps of breath to force himself to calm down, then immediately summoned his confidant, James Wesley.
"James, the monster from just now came over."
"A monster?" James was puzzled for a moment, then immediately reacted, "Mr. Kingpin, are you talking about Homelander? But how did he find this place?"
"Yeah, how did he find this place?" Kingpin took a deep breath, his gaze turning incomparably icy.
He looked at James Wesley and said word by word: "All security personnel, replace every single one of them."
James felt a chill run through his entire body.
Kingpin suspected that someone had leaked his information.
This time all security personnel were being cleared out, but if the location was exposed again next time...
"In addition, check their bank accounts, as well as those of their families, to see if there have been any external remittances recently." Kingpin added.
"Alright, I'll get right on it." James hastily replied, "Mr. Kingpin, I suggest changing the safehouse and setting up a few extra ones, perhaps it can confuse Homelander."
"Mm." Kingpin nodded, motioning for James to go handle it quickly.
...
Time flew by, and a few days passed in the blink of an eye.
There was nothing much to say about meeting with Obadiah. Just as Eros had anticipated, Obadiah wanted to pull him onto his side to jointly squeeze out Tony and strip him of his position as CEO.
Regarding this, Eros naturally gave a decisive refusal and turned around to tell Tony the news.
His investment in Stark Industries was essentially an investment in Tony Stark.
To team up with Obadiah and squeeze Tony out—was his head caught in a door?
Since Obadiah already had a record, and the news of their meeting could be easily checked, Tony had no doubts whatsoever about Eros's news.
However, even so, Tony still had no intention of falling out with Obadiah.
This playboy, who didn't acknowledge people after pulling up his pants, was essentially a person who valued relationships and loyalty deeply.
In his heart, Obadiah was family.
Tony's tolerance for family was very high; he simply thought that because the Arc Reactor hadn't been successfully commercialized yet, Obadiah had a slight lack of trust in him.
He had no realization at all that what Obadiah wanted was the entire Stark Industries, as well as his life.
...
Downstairs at the Vought International Building.
Sharon Carter looked at the mission issued by headquarters in her hand, her expression somewhat complicated.
She had successfully transferred to be a field Agent, yes, but...
Headquarters actually wanted her to go undercover on her direct superior?
The news that Vought Medical, a subsidiary of Vought International, was launching the v1 compound project had spread among America's celestial dragons during this period.
The celestial dragons' desire for the body-strengthening super soldier serum was average; they possessed money and status, and even without a formidable physique, they could enjoy most of the World's pleasures.
But a guaranteed lifespan of three thousand years, or even ten thousand years being quite possible—such an elixir of longevity held a massive temptation for the celestial dragons.
If it were true, the v1 compound would change the World's landscape.
Facing an item that could potentially change the World's landscape, S.H.I.E.L.D., which took maintaining Worldsecurity as its responsibility, naturally had to treat it with extreme caution.
Thus, considering Eros's personality, Nick Fury intended to dispatch a beautiful Agent to openly approach Eros and investigate the improvement progress of the v1 compound.
Sharon Carter was the candidate chosen by Nick Fury.
Her background and identity were clean; she was a dyed-in-the-wool second-generation S.H.I.E.L.D. member.
Her figure and appearance matched the target's aesthetic, and she was also a teammate of the target, which wouldn't cause the target to resist.
Actually, Nick Fury had another candidate in mind.
Chapter 34: "I have a very nice bottle of red wine at my place, would you like to taste it?"
Black Widow Natasha Romanoff.
With her gorgeous looks and hot figure, she must also fit the aesthetic of the target.
It's just that Natasha had only recently left the Red Roomand joined S.H.I.E.L.D. not long ago, and Nick Fury still didn't trust her enough, requiring some more time for observation.
Thump!
Thump-thump!
"Please come in."
Seeing Sharon Carter push the door open and enter, Eros's eyes lit up.
This time, they really lit up.
Sharon Carter was wearing a light blue V-neck spaghetti strap top today, her cleavage faintly visible, and on her lower body was a pair of white trousers, tightly wrapping her plump full moons and voluptuous, slender beautiful legs.
"Sit."
Eros motioned for Sharon Carter to sit in the office chair in front of him.
"Sharon, the last time we met was probably the last time, right? For such a long time, you haven't come to find me."
Although Eros had helped Sharon Carter transfer into his direct squad, because he himself only held a nominal title and was not at S.H.I.E.L.D. year-round, they hadn't run into each other these past few days.
Hearing Eros's seemingly complaining words, Sharon Carter smiled: "Look, aren't I here now? Please take care of me from now on."
"Rest assured, I will definitely take good care of you." As Eros spoke, he pointed to the files piled up like a small mountain on the desk, "Look how good I am to you."
Sharon Carter was slightly stunned.
She had spared no effort wanting to transition from an administrative Agent to a field Agent, but how come now that she was doing field work, she still had to deal with all sorts of documents?
However, with this arrangement, the headquarters' mission should be easily completed, right?
It's just… is this really good?
Just like that, Sharon Carter muddle-headedly became the vice president of Vought Medical, a subsidiary of Vought International.
Regarding Sharon Carter's ability, Eros still trusted her quite a bit.
After all, she was a ruthless person who could enter a gang city alone and, after struggling for a few years, become a behind-the-scenes boss.
Even if her experience and such were still lacking a bit, there was definitely no problem with her potential and so on.
Plus, Vought Medical's own business was currently still very singular; if Sharon Carter didn't do well, at most she would just have her subordinates take a few more kickbacks during procurement.
As long as the v1 compound formula wasn't leaked, it wasn't a big deal.
If the v1 compound formula leaked, then Eros would stop eating beef.
He played within the rules because the rules favored him.
Once someone broke the rules, or if the rules were unfavorable to him, Eros wouldn't mind letting the other party experience what was called "a small, willful act of violence".
The v1 compound might be able to cultivate super-powered individuals who could contend with Homelander.
But Eros had immortality in his left hand and grew stronger with every battle in his right hand.
Let alone a group of v1 compound-powered individuals, even a group of Viltrumites and Kryptonians, he would still beat them all the same.
As for loyalty, Felicia handled this aspect.
Simply put, Sharon Carter was responsible for handling Vought Medical's corporate affairs, and Felicia was responsible for supervising Sharon Carter.
"What's wrong, Sharon, are you feeling unwell?" Seeing Sharon Carter frequently spacing out, Eros asked.
Well, with Eros's super hearing, he could hear that Sharon Carter's body was completely normal, so it was most likely some psychological issue.
"Mmm… it's nothing." Sharon Carter forced a smile.
An undercover job was not easy to do, especially when going undercover around one's own friends.
"If it's not a physical problem, we can go grab a drink; getting drunk solves a thousand sorrows. I have a very nice bottle of red wine at my place, would you like to taste it?"
"...Mmm, okay." In a daze, Sharon Carter agreed.
Although it was still far from closing time, who made Erosthe boss?
Braving Felicia's fierce glare, he took Sharon Carter into the car, steadily drove away from the Vought International Building, and headed toward a newly bought Villa in Long Island, New York.
On the third-floor balcony of the Villa, Sharon Carter took the red wine, clinked glasses with Eros, and took a light sip.
As the wine continuously entered her belly, a blush appeared on Sharon Carter's face, and her eyes were filled with a mist of water, which, paired with her youthful and beautiful appearance, was quite alluring.
"I want to take a bath first, do you want to come together?"
"You're really hot today."
Eros picked up Sharon Carter by the waist and walked toward the bathroom...
"Not here, go to the boat."
The fireworks in her mind dissipated, and Sharon Carter's consciousness returned, only then realizing what she had just done.
How could she have rolled in the sheets with a colleague she had only met twice?
And furthermore, she didn't bring an umbrella.
However, this colleague was so handsome, and his stamina was also great; it seemed she hadn't suffered a loss either.
Just like men wanted to roll in the sheets with beautiful women, women also wanted to roll in the sheets with handsome men.
After venting, Sharon Carter felt much better, her IQ reoccupying the high ground. She emerged from Eros's embrace and walked toward the bathroom.
"What's wrong?" Eros asked.
"Today is my first day at work, and there are still many files unprocessed. I'm going to the company first to deal with the accumulated files."
"Mmm, then I'll drop you off."
After Eros also washed up, he drove Sharon Carter back to the Vought International Building.
Arriving at the company's underground parking lot, Sharon Carter got out of the car and instantly felt her legs go weak, with a feeling that she couldn't stand steady.
Eros timely supported her: "Are you okay? Do you need me to help you up?"
"No need."
Sharon Carter shook her head. When she entered S.H.I.E.L.D., she didn't want to use her family's connections precisely because she didn't want to give people something to gossip about.
Now executing a mission, appointed by Eros as the vice president of Vought Medical, she also didn't want the company's employees to misunderstand that she climbed up through special means.
"I can manage on my own."
"Alright."
Eros was also helpless and could only maintain a certain distance from Sharon Carter as they walked toward the elevator together.
Hmm, wait.
Eros glanced sideways and discovered that the few luxury cars in his exclusive parking spot were gone.
Without needing to think, this was definitely the handiwork of Miss Black Cat.
Seeing him take Sharon Carter out, she was probably going to blow her top.
But that was fine too; this way she would help him keep a tight watch on Sharon Carter.
Eros had only gone to bed with Sharon Carter once; this didn't mean he would completely trust Sharon Carter from then on.
"Right, Sharon, some trivial matters can be handled slowly; you should go contact Dr. Samuel Sterns as soon as possible, the materials will be sent to your email later. He is the person in charge of the v1 compound project I selected, and also the chief researcher. Be sure to invite him over."
"The conditions can be offered a bit more generously."
"Alright, boss." Sharon Carter didn't ask much, just silently noting down the name.
Although she had never heard of this Dr. Stern before, since Eros chose this person as the chief researcher, Erosdefinitely had his own reasons.
She was a qualified Agent.
Agents only took charge of execution and didn't ask for reasons.
Chapter 35 Behind every successful woman, there is a... man
Swiping their cards to activate permissions, the two took the elevator to the top-floor office.
Eros heard a familiar, relatively steady heartbeat, and when he pushed the door open and entered, it was none other than the Black Cat.
Perhaps because she had just woken up, Felicia's beautiful hair was casually scattered, and she was wearing a pink slip dress, with full body curves, half-exposed fragrant shoulders, and a plump figure.
Sure enough, when Eros and Sharon Carter walked in, she was swaying her plump hips as she walked out from the rest area.
Along the way, she casually yawned and stretched, fully revealing her graceful and slender curves under the pink slip dress.
Eros felt somewhat like connecting with her.
Eros was a bit surprised; he had thought that after the Black Cat ransacked his garage, she would simply skip work.
"Eros, you're back. These are the documents sent this morning; I've already organized them for you," Felicia said, pointing to the large and small piles of documents on the desk.
Eros was even more surprised; he had expected a dramatic showdown.
Damn it, he was actually a little disappointed.
"Thank you for your hard work, Felicia."
Failing to see a dramatic showdown, Eros whispered a few instructions to Sharon Carter, then had Sharon Carter take the documents down to her office downstairs.
He had a hunch that he and the big kitty were going to have a fierce battle next.
If he couldn't defeat the evil big kitty with her chest fully exposed, his days ahead probably wouldn't be easy.
However, Felicia's reaction once again exceeded Eros's expectations.
Seeing Sharon Carter leave, she playfully blinked at Eros:
"How is it? I didn't embarrass you, did I? Behind every successful man, there must be a woman who defends him."
Eros was slightly stunned, feeling a little touched.
After stroking the big kitty, he turned her over, made her lean on the desk, and said:
"By the same token, behind every successful woman, there must also be a man who can step forward for her at a critical moment."
With that, Eros began his actions.
As she spoke, she intentionally twisted her slender waist.
Today was undoubtedly destined to be another exhausting day.
...
While Eros was busy working hard, his Grandpa, Alexander Pierce, was also working hard.
In a dim room.
Swish, swish, swish.
Several projections wearing glasses and in various postures appeared in the room.
One of them was Alexander Pierce.
"This meeting will be chaired by me. Let me introduce to you a prospective council member, Viper OpheliaSalkisian."
With that, Alexander Pierce reached out and pointed to the projection beside him, which was none other than the big sister Ophelia who had been pouring concrete in Africa.
However, before his voice trailed off, one of the projections slammed the table and stood up.
Bang!
"Pierce, what do you mean by this!"
"Whitehall, mind your attitude!"
Alexander Pierce unceremoniously scolded and interrupted Daniel Whitehall.
Whitehall did not back down either, directly questioning: "What has she done for the organization? By what right does she join the council?"
"That's right."
"Indeed."
Hearing several voices of agreement, Alexander Piercescanned the surroundings with his gaze.
Sunil Bakshi, Whitehall's lackey; it was not surprising that he spoke up in agreement.
Gideon Malik, HYDRA's money bag and also the American representative in the World Security Council, second only to himself in power.
His agreement with Whitehall might be because he was eyeing his position and did not want his power to continue expanding.
After gathering the main information, Alexander Pierceswept his gaze across the others, most of whom looked indifferent.
Alexander Pierce winked at a projection beside him.
Whitehall had his own lackeys in the HYDRA high-level council, and Alexander Pierce naturally had his too.
"Whether Madame Viper is qualified or not will ultimately be decided by a vote. Now, let us first hear what she herself has to say."
Senator Stern of America spoke, seeming impartial, but actually setting the stage for Ophelia.
Ophelia swept her gaze past Whitehall, the just-agreeing Sunil Bakshi, and Gideon Malik, and flicked her tongue.
"I, Ophelia, Ophelia Salkisian, leader of the Serpent Society, controller of Madripoor."
Seeing the three of them look disdainful, Ophelia smiled: "Of course, those are all things of the past."
She picked up a test tube beside her and shook it smugly: "Now, my new identity is the chief researcher of a mature super soldier serum."
As Ophelia's voice fell, a flurry of chairs crashing to the ground rang out.
Except for Alexander Pierce and the digital life Arnim Zola, who had uploaded his mind to a computer long ago, all the others stood up with a swoosh.
HYDRA cannot lack the super soldier serum, just as the West cannot lack Jerusalem.
Now, someone had quietly managed to produce a mature super soldier serum.
Judging from Alexander Pierce's performance, this Viperwas merely pushed to the forefront, and the mastermind behind the actual production of the super soldier serumwas Alexander.
A trace of dread flashed through Whitehall's eyes.
HYDRA's power was immense, roughly divided into two factions and four forces.
The two factions referred to the Monarchist Faction and the Theocrat Faction.
The former originated from the Red Skull lineage and was also the HYDRA that the public perceived as wanting to rule the World.
But in fact, the Red Skull lineage was initially just a branch; the true orthodoxy was the Theocrat Faction.
The Theocrat Faction regarded the Inhuman Hive as a god, with the purpose of welcoming Hive back.
Of course, that was in ancient times; HYDRA also developed with the times, and the Theocrat Faction had developed down to only having the Malik family as a supporter.
In recent years, the Malik family had also been moving closer to the Monarchist Faction, stopping the sacrifices to the Inhuman Hive.
The four forces were respectively Alexander Pierce, Daniel Whitehall, Gideon Malik, and Baron Strucker.
The digital life Arnim Zola was a neutral party, helping everyone externally and no one internally, not participating in internal disputes.
Others generally would not make things difficult for him; his abilities were useful, and without his own faction, he posed no threat to others.
Among them, Alexander Pierce's faction was the largest, starting from the military and expanding into politics and economics.
Gideon Malik came second, starting from the economic level and expanding into politics.
Baron Strucker was third, but there was a huge gap between him and the first two.
He secretly controlled a small Eastern European country, Sokovia, where many of HYDRA's shady experiments were usually placed.
Right, Baron Zemo, the mastermind behind the Civil War caused by Captain America 3, was his subordinate.
Daniel Whitehall was the lowest, similar to Baron Strucker, with his main focus being the research of the Inhumans' superpowers.
Although Whitehall's research direction did not conflict with the super soldier serum, their positioning conflicted.
Chapter 36: "You work hard, and I'll work hard too."
Due to overlapping roles, upon hearing that Opheliaentered the HYDRA council because she had mastered the mature super soldier serum, Whitehall became even more restless.
"Let's vote by a show of hands. Viper Ophelia Sarkissian is joining the council as the eighth seat. Who is in favor, and who is opposed?"
"I'm in favor!" Senator Stern was the first to express his stance.
"I'm in favor."
"Seconded."
Baron Strucker and Dr. Zola agreed one after another.
Seeing that there were already three votes in favor, Whitehall lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, a fierce glint flashing across his eyes.
"I agree."
"I agree."
Seeing their boss agree, the lackey Sunil Bakshiimmediately echoed.
"Since 6 people have already agreed, I won't play the villain. I agree too."
Mark Li smiled at Ophelia: "If Madam Viper lacks funds, you can contact me. I am very interested in the super soldier serum."
...
Whitehall took off his glasses, unable to hide the fierce glint in his eyes any longer. He picked up a cup from the table beside him and fiercely smashed it on the ground, then kicked the table over.
"Fuck!"
"This bitch!"
"What gives her the right, is she licking that old white man Pierce's ass?!"
After venting fiercely for a while, Whitehall still wasn't appeased.
With the addition of a new council seat, HYDRA's resource allocation also had to be adjusted.
Pierce and Mark Li had huge family fortunes and could afford not to care, but Whitehall couldn't; his research funding mainly came from HYDRA's appropriations.
Most importantly, Ophelia's positioning overlapped with his. With Ophelia's rise, his importance to HYDRA would plummet straight down.
To put it simply, it was like Mixue Ice Cream & Tea and bottled drinks—they seemed to be in different tracks, but their positioning was actually similar.
After a long while, Whitehall called his subordinates over: "Go investigate a woman named Ophelia Sarkissian. I want all her information."
"And where she is right now."
...
Also taking off her glasses, Ophelia could not hide the joy in her eyes.
Ever since carrying out large-scale human experiments in Africa, although money flowed like Water, the results were gratifying, and the super soldier serum had been greatly improved.
The success rate soared from 3% to 82%, and the side effects weakened significantly, making it ready for large-scale use.
Relying on this, she leaped from a middle-tier member of HYDRA to become a member of the council, and her status and power were greatly enhanced.
A wave of inexplicable heat rushed through Ophelia's body.
Although she could also command the world herself, how could that compare?
Thinking of this, Ophelia picked up the satellite phone and dialed. The call was connected quickly.
"Little brother, have you missed your big sister?"
...
Eros looked at the big kitty cat that suddenly recovered its stamina, charging back and forth and dashing wildly, and gasped.
Hiss, he didn't expect the big kitty cat to have such a strong competitive spirit.
"Ahem, what's wrong, Ophelia? Did something go wrong with the project?"
Eros said with a straight face, considering he was currently entangled with another young lady.
"Yeah, there's a small problem regarding the human experiments... It's hard to explain clearly over the phone, you'd better come in person."
"Fine, I'll be right over."
Mentioning the super soldier serum, Eros immediately took it seriously.
After the call hung up, Felicia went limp all at once.
She asked resentfully: "Which of your lovers called you?"
"Slap!"
"What are you thinking, it's just a colleague!" Eros patted Felicia,
"You heard it too, it's related to the super soldier serum. Felicia, you also want the project to proceed smoothly and see your dad sooner, right?"
"Let's hurry up."
With the wind, the roc soars up in a single day, flying ninety thousand miles with a supporting hand. Even if the wind should cease and it descends, it could still churn the vast ocean waters.
Today was another day full of harvests for Felicia.
An hour later, Eros hurriedly left, boarding a Quinjet to head to Africa.
...
On the other end of the phone, Ophelia sneered.
Eros's heavy breathing naturally couldn't be hidden from her, but as a mature big sister, she understood that making a fuss over the phone at this time was useless; she had to hook him over first.
This stinky little brother and that bitch actually dared to treat her as a joke, so she couldn't blame herself for punishing him properly.
As for the problems encountered by the super soldier serum project, couldn't they just change the standards?
...
West Africa, Nigeria.
Nigeria's time zone was five hours ahead of New York.
About two hours later, Eros arrived at Ophelia's laboratory aboard a Quinjet, and the time had already reached ten o'clock at night.
"What went wrong with the project?"
"There's a problem. The experiment with the serum on local volunteers went very smoothly, with a success rate exceeding 80%, but there's a lack of samples on White people."
Watching Ophelia talk nonsense with a straight face, a question Mark popped up over Eros's head.
Although America's discrimination against Black people was top-down and nationwide, they didn't need to discriminate in this aspect too, right?
"Is that so, then find them from America..." Looking into Ophelia's Water-filled eyes, Eros understood.
It wasn't that anything went wrong with the experiment at all; this woman missed him.
No, how did I become someone delivering the Sunthousands of miles away?
Eros was very angry, and he decided to teach Ophelia a hard lesson!
Teach her what rules were!
But before that, Eros still needed to inspect Ophelia's work situation.
"How many consumables receiving serum injections are there now?" Eros asked.
"Around eight hundred."
Eight hundred, what a wonderful number.
Eros nodded: "What is their training situation like?"
Volunteers for human experiments were naturally poor people. Even after injecting the super soldier serum, it was impossible for them to suddenly turn into elite Agent.
"The training situation is not very ideal." Ophelia shook her head.
Even though these people injected the serum and turned into little Superman one by one, they lacked discipline awareness, being lazy and sloppy without a shred of discipline.
As for those who were slightly more diligent and clever, most of them wanted to escape and go to other places to lord it over others with their enhanced physical fitness.
Some people even set their sights on her.
"Brainwash them all, they're just consumables anyway." Understanding the situation, Eros directly issued the order.
These people did not speak the same language, so there was no need to retain conscious autonomy.
Direct brainwashing was efficient and fast.
As for the pain during brainwashing, believe that their physical fitness could withstand it!
"Okay, but wouldn't it be safer to transfer another team over just in case they rebel?"
"No need, I can handle it." Eros waved his hand and rejected Ophelia's proposal: "You work hard, and I'll work hard too."
Chapter 37: A Desolate Star Falls, the King Descends from the Heavens!
Even though it was already ten o'clock at night, the black brothers' dormitory area was still very lively.
After being injected with the super soldier serum, the black brothers' already boundless energy became even more excessive, and they often partied all night long, only to be listless during training the next day.
Sometimes they simply avoided training altogether.
After being enhanced, without resorting to certain technological means, the Hydra-Shield Agents could not do much about these black brothers.
Approaching the black brothers' accommodation area, Erosimmediately covered his nose.
He had been careless; he hadn't expected the smell here to be so strong.
Ever since his Bio-field reached LV2, Eros had been able to control his sensory sensitivity very well, usually acting like an ordinary person with slightly sharper perception.
It had been a long time since he had experienced being overwhelmed by a stench like this.
"Call everyone to the playground to assemble. For those who don't come, use stun guns and tear gas directly. There's no need to worry about a mutiny."
"This..." Some of the accompanying Agents acted immediately upon hearing Eros's command, while others hesitated for a moment and looked at Ophelia.
These idiots.
Slap!
Ophelia grabbed one of the squad leaders, slapped him across the face, and then glared at the others. "Why aren't you going to do it yet?!"
Eros glanced at them. Although Ophelia's strength wasn't heavy, that squad leader had already collapsed on the ground foaming at the mouth; it seemed he wouldn't survive.
As for the others, they now went to execute Eros's command in fear and trepidation, though their body language generally showed a bit of resentment.
"They used to be members of the Serpent Society, recently recruited as S.H.I.E.L.D. external personnel," Opheliaexplained in a low voice.
Although she had the thought of turning the tables and becoming the Master, she wouldn't be foolish enough to expose it right now.
For a long time in the future, she would need to rely on the big tree of the Pierce Family to develop.
"Don't be nervous. Since they are your people, it's only right for them to listen to your commands."
Eros smiled.
If he asked Ophelia to detoxify this squad leader now, he could take the opportunity to plant a nail within Ophelia's faction.
But there was no need for that.
The greatest guarantee of his power was his own martial might.
As long as Ophelia worked hard for him, he wouldn't mind if she had ambitions; those were all minor details.
Who knows, the career Ophelia built up in the end might all benefit his unborn children.
Beep beep beep——
The emergency assembly bugle sounded, but most of the black brothers remained indifferent.
"We want women! We want tits!"
Amidst the jeers, a few stones flew out from the black brothers' dormitory, directly smashing the broadcasting equipment.
"Hahahaha, get lost!"
"If you don't give us tits, we won't train!"
Several Hydra-Shield Agents had just approached the black brothers' dormitory area when they were hit by stones, leaving their heads bruised and bleeding.
In the end, only a dozen or so people arrived at the playground within the specified time.
Among these people, only a handful were neatly dressed.
Of course, by the black brothers' standards.
These few people faintly took one person as their center.
"Who is he?" Eros pointed at the person in the center and asked.
Being the same black person, that man's spirit and aura were completely different from the other surrounding black brothers.
Towards this kind of black person, Eros did not discriminate.
"Erik Killmonger."
Erik Killmonger?
Eros felt this name was somewhat familiar. Looking closer, wasn't this Black Panther's cousin, Killmonger?
Why was he here?
Never mind, he would deal with these black people later; first, he had to solve the problem of those niggers.
"Take them down, arrange a better residence for them, and absorb them into the organization for cultivation."
"As for the others..."
Eros wore a ferocious smile. Nearly 800 people hadn't come, so there was no need to use tear gas; he would just hit them with a Heat Vision directly.
Crackle!
Accompanied by a gust of wind sweeping past and a sonic boom ringing out, Eros rose from the ground, soaring straight into the sky, and the next moment he dove down.
Crimson Heat Vision gushed out from his eyes, plowing across the black brothers' dormitory and carving out a death zone.
"What the fuck!"
Ophelia opened her mouth wide.
When Eros handed the super soldier serum project over to her, she had vaguely guessed that Eros should have already undergone enhancement.
Coupled with how overwhelmingly strong Eros usually behaved, his stamina and combat power far exceeded ordinary people.
But she still hadn't expected Eros's enhancement effect to be this good.
When he shot up into the sky just now, that sound seemed to be a sonic boom, right?
Flight ability, Heat Vision, if you added X-ray vision and freezing breath, wouldn't this just be Superman from DC Comics?
Ophelia wasn't the only one dumbfounded; the other Hydra-Shield Agents and the original members of the Serpent Society were the same.
Especially the original members of the Serpent Society, who broke out in a cold sweat of shock.
Previously, they had been dissatisfied with Eros and Ophelia, thinking Ophelia shouldn't have scolded them and executed a squad leader just because they didn't follow Eros's command immediately.
Now it seemed Ophelia had been saving them!
...
Killmonger wore a smile at the corners of his mouth as he followed the Agents toward his new residence.
His guess was correct; there must be a reason for a midnight emergency assembly.
Now, he had successfully grasped the opportunity and officially joined this mysterious organization.
Perhaps he could use the organization's power to retake Wakanda...
"Fuck!"
"What the fuck!"
"Oh my god!"
Just as Killmonger couldn't help humming lightly, he heard his surrounding compatriots and the Agents leading them all start cursing uncontrollably.
He stopped his footsteps and looked in the direction of these people's gazes.
Making a fuss over nothing, lacking any composure at all...
"Holy shit!"
The World in Killmonger's eyes was carved open by a crimson pillar of light.
At the top of the pillar of light was a figure like a deity.
At the bottom of the pillar of light were niggers fleeing in all directions.
These niggers had nowhere to escape at all.
Killmonger observed for a moment and discovered the trick.
That figure, descending like a deity, was consciously driving the niggers toward the playground where they had previously assembled.
Finally, after dozens of casualties, those niggers with insufficient IQ and EQ also discovered the pattern.
They swarmed toward the playground, and within two or three short minutes, all gathered onto the playground.
And Eros also used Heat Vision to circle out a safety zone for the niggers.
Leave the safety zone, die!
The next instant, a desolate star fell, and the King descended from the heavens!
Boom!
Eros plummeted from the sky, slamming into the center of the niggers, and the Impact blew the inner circle of niggers flying out.
Red light flashed in Eros's eyes as his gaze swept across.
First, the inner circle of niggers dropped to the ground, followed by spreading fear as circles of niggers either squatted or lay flat, not daring to make eye contact, only praying that Eros wouldn't see them.
"Gibberish."
"Gibberish."
The niggers' language was incomprehensible; Eros couldn't tell what they meant, but from their body language, this was undoubtedly submission.
"Agents, inject them with sleeping pills and take them to the laboratory."
This time, under Eros's gaze, the black brothers were exceptionally cooperative.
Tonight, Ophelia was also exceptionally enthusiastic, even agreeing to let Eros take an unusual path.
Chapter 38: If I..., would you still like me?
After anesthetizing the black guy, packing him up, and sending him to the secret Base, getting ready to brainwash him, the time had already reached two in the morning.
As the saying goes, a day's plan lies in the morning.
The wee hours are also morning.
Eros and the older sister Ophelia began to deeply study the poetry and culture of the East across the Pacific Ocean, learning Tao Yuanming's picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence.
Everyone says that spring nights are painfully short.
But Ophelia found the suffering too long.
Eros comforted her by saying that everything has bitterness first and sweetness later.
Bear with it a little longer, the good days are still ahead.
Ophelia believed his nonsense.
Only to find out that the back was even more bitter, so painful she wished she were dead.
The days before were still better.
"Ring ring! Ring ring!"
The urgent cellphone ringtone interrupted the floral arranger Eros's work, and he answered the call: "What is it?"
"Sir, when the cleaning staff was tidying your room, they found Spider-Woman inside, and her body is covered in blood."
!!!
"Call Christine over to help Spider-Woman deal with her wounds, and I'll handle the rest when I get back."
Ophelia didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped by a few degrees.
Ending the call, Eros withdrew himself and said: "Sorry, Ophelia, I have an urgent matter and have to go back to New York again."
Ophelia: "..."
What happened to the sweetness after bitterness that you talked about? I kept gritting my teeth through the bitterness, waiting for the sweetness, only for you to run away.
The older sister felt a bit uncomfortable inside, but still affectionately exhorted: "Be safe."
"Rest assured, someone will bleed tonight, but that person won't be me." Eros pecked her red lips, washed up briefly, put on his clothes, and soared into the sky.
Layers of sonic boom clouds rolled up behind him, and Eroscontinuously accelerated.
More than twenty minutes later.
The time went back from two in the morning to ten at night. (Time difference)
In the New York Long Island Villa, inside Eros's room, Gwen suddenly shuddered.
"What's wrong, Spider-Woman, did I hurt you?" asked the surgeon Christine who was cleaning Gwen's wound nearby.
"No, Christine, your technique is very good." Gwen turned her head to the side, looking at the sky outside the window.
Christine looked along Gwen's line of sight, and there was no one there.
"Are you worried someone is peeking over there? Rest assured, this is the third floor after all."
"Something just passed by there." Gwen said with certainty, her spider-sense, although sometimes working and sometimes not, wouldn't lie to her.
"How is that possible..." Christine obviously didn't believe it, and just as she wanted to continue complaining, a knock on the door interrupted her.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Can I come in?"
"No."
"No!"
Before Gwen and Christine's voices fell, the door had already been pushed open, and Eros walked in.
"Get out, Eros!" Seeing this, Gwen said with shyness and annoyance.
"Your wound is on your back, and I can't see it from this angle anyway. Besides, it's not like I haven't seen it before." Eros complained, tossing the ointment in his hand over, and it landed steadily on the bed:
"Special medicine, applying it will make it heal faster and make it less likely to leave scars."
Hearing that it was unlikely to leave scars, Gwen's attention was involuntarily diverted by the ointment, ignoring the matter of Eros barging in.
Seeing that Spider-Woman had no reaction, Christinedidn't say anything more. She wasn't deaf or stupid; how could she not hear that this mysterious Spider-Woman and the Celestial Dragon-like man in front of her had something going on?
Actually, with Gwen's superhuman physique, it would heal in a few days after normal wound treatment.
But one's own little girlfriend had to be pampered by oneself; why not use a better ointment?
Eros sat down extremely smoothly beside Gwen, looking at the wound on her back.
Gwen's shoulder and back proportions were very beautiful, especially the waist near her hips, carving out a highly charming arc, complete with two pretty waist dimples.
Unfortunately, all of this was ruined by several ferocious wounds.
Eros felt some pity: "Who harmed you like this?"
Gwen feigned indifference and said: "It's nothing, I punish evil and promote good on the streets all day long, so this is bound to happen."
Ordinary people couldn't hurt you.
"Since when have you been so polite with me, or are you saying you don't want to tell me who that person is? Are you worried I'll hurt him?"
Gwen was at a loss for words and chose to remain silent.
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I've already found out."
Eros opened his phone, logged into the S.H.I.E.L.D. internal network, and quickly flipped through recent suspected paranormal events in New York.
Two plumbers went missing while working, and someone claimed to have seen Lizard Man drag them away.
Moreover, quite a few people claimed to have seen Lizard Man, and a few of them even took photos of Lizard Manfighting Spider-Woman.
In the photos, Lizard Man was a whole head taller than Spider-Woman, and also had ferocious sharp claws.
Eros compared them, and they matched the wounds on Gwen's back.
Then, he immediately had people check the movements of the two.
Curt Connors and Peter Parker.
Curt Connors serves as the villain Dr. Lizard in multiple Universes where Peter Parker becomes Spider-Man, needless to say.
Peter Parker, on Earth-65 where Gwen becomes Spider-Man, he became Lizard Peter.
Both of them had gone missing.
Seeing that Eros had guessed the culprit was Lizard Man, Gwen no longer hid it: "I can handle this matter myself. Lizard... Man, he isn't a bad person."
You mean Dr. Lizard, right?
Eros leaned close to Gwen's ear and whispered: "Lizard Man is Dr. Connors?"
"How do you know?!"
Gwen's expression changed, and then she also leaned close to Eros's ear and whispered: "After I heard the news about Lizard Man, I thought about going to consult Dr.Connors. He is an expert in this field."
"When I went to Dr. Connors's home, I happened to run into Lizard Man, and I started fighting him, and as a result... I was careless."
"Fortunately, at the critical moment, Dr. Connors's youngest son called out Dad, and then Lizard Mansuddenly lost control, clutching his head and fleeing in pain."
"I suspect that Lizard Man is Dr. Connors. Perhaps some accident happened in his experiment, and he accidentally gained superpowers just like me."
As she spoke, Gwen felt a bit sorrowful.
Not just for Dr. Connors, but also for herself.
She had better luck than Dr. Connors. After mutating and gaining superpowers, her physique and personality didn't change much.
But this was only temporary.
If the mutation continued, she might turn out like Dr.Connors in the future, with a ferocious appearance and growing arthropod limbs.
Thinking of this, Gwen shuddered.
She liked spiders, which didn't mean she wanted to turn into a spider.
Eros wouldn't like it!
Christine looked at the whispering pair, speechless to the extreme.
These two bastards, after arousing her curiosity, wouldn't tell her who Lizard Man actually was.
"The wound has been treated. Pay attention not to let the wound touch Water in the next few days, and do not do strenuous exercise..."
After Christine left, Gwen grabbed Eros, making him look at her:
"Eros, if I turned into Spider-Man, would you still like me?"
Chapter 39: Last Time Was Just an Accident
Eros: Sometimes I really don't want to lie, it's just that many people have no self-awareness.
He thought of a comment he saw before about The Richest Man in Xihong City.
Xia Zhu doesn't love money, but every moment that touches her requires money.
"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"The truth, of course."
Remember, when a girlfriend or a person you have ambiguous feelings with asks this question, the standard answer is to praise subtly when telling the truth, and praise vigorously when lying.
A more brilliant approach is not to play by the rules.
"You'll have to explore the truth yourself; I only speak lies."
"Hmph, then what is the lie?"
Watching Gwen's huffy appearance, Eros couldn't help but peck her: "The lie is that I like spider demons, like those few in the Panxi Cave."
Gwen instantly bristled, pounced on Eros, and fiercely interrogated: "Panxi Cave? How many? How many other women do you have outside?"
Eros didn't resist either, and took the opportunity to hold Gwen and lie down: "Be careful, don't tear the wound open."
"Then you still make me angry."
"It's just that you read too little. Panxi Cave is a place in a masterpiece called Journey to the West from an ancient eastern country across the Pacific, and spider demons probably mean spider succubi."
"That's more like it." Gwen lay on top of Eros and slowly closed her eyes.
Today was the first time in her superhero career that she encountered a supervillain and went through high-intensity combat.
She was exhausted.
Feeling the warm, fragrant, and soft body sleeping soundly in his arms, Eros felt his mind wandering.
If it weren't for the fact that Gwen couldn't do strenuous exercise these past few days, he would definitely have given her a lesson with a stick.
Forget it, let's just treat her as a large body pillow.
...
The next day before dawn, Gwen left.
She had to get home before George and Helen woke her up to avoid exposing her identity as Spider-Woman.
And after Gwen left, Eros also opened his eyes.
He was feeling quite heated right now.
In a dual sense.
And in Eros's impression, yesterday he gave the key to the Villa next door to Sharon Carter as a temporary dormitory.
"Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~"
After knocking on the door, Eros took a step back so Sharon Carter could clearly see through the peephole that it was him.
Soon, the door opened.
"Why are you here?"
Eros sized up Sharon Carter, and the more he looked, the more heated he became.
At this time, Sharon Carter was only wearing a pair of tight pants on her lower body, revealing her curvaceous figure to the fullest, with seductive hip lines.
"Are you going for a run? Sharon."
"Yeah, want to join?"
"I know a sport with better exercise effects than running."
Eros said, kicking the door shut with his heel.
"What do you want to do?" Sharon Carter took a step back, "Last time was just an accident."
Accident?
But I saw that besides taking a step back, you didn't have any defensive movements, and you even looked somewhat expectant.
Eros smiled slightly, not planning to expose Sharon Carter's restless heart.
"Sharon, I think you misunderstood; the sport I'm talking about is a serious one, mixed martial arts."
You came to my Villa early in the morning to block me just for martial arts?
Guess whether I believe it or not.
"Really? Then let's try it out." Sharon Carter's face flushed slightly.
After a hearty session of mixed martial arts, Eros looked at Sharon Carter lying panting on the ground and smiled: "I still have some things to do, so I won't drive you to work. Feel free to drive any car in the garage."
"This beast..."
Watching Eros leave, Sharon Carter spat softly.
After leaving Sharon Carter's house, Eros's heat subsided by a fraction.
Next, he was going to extinguish another fire.
...
New York, an abandoned room in the sewers.
There were two people in the room, one was a Lizard Man, and the other was also a Lizard Man.
One of the Lizard Men was Dr. Lizard, Curt Connors, who hurt Gwen yesterday.
The other Lizard Man was Peter Parker.
Speaking of which, the birth of Dr. Lizard had a little to do with Eros.
Curt Connors, Doctor of Biology, worked for Oscorp, and his main research direction was cross-species genetic experiments.
Dr. Lizard chose this research direction to cure his severed arm.
Oscorp invested in this project to solve their family genetic disease.
And Vought International and Vought Medical founded by Eros gave Norman Osborn hope.
In Norman Osborn's view, the family genetic disease on Eros suddenly disappearing must be the credit of the v1 compound.
Since there were other ways, that money-burning project of Dr. Lizard which hadn't produced results for a long time was naturally cut by Norman Osborn.
"We'll go to Midtown High School to carry out a massacre, force out Spider-Woman hidden among the students, and then kill her!"
"Like this, no one in the whole of New York can stop us from establishing the Lizard Empire!"
Dr. Lizard was explaining his plan when he was interrupted by the Lizard High Schooler before he could finish.
"Right! And Flash Thompson, fat Ned, they both bullied me, I want to tear them to pieces!"
Dr. Lizard was full of high spirits and ambition.
The Lizard High Schooler was furious and ready for revenge.
Both of them had a bright future!
Why is this red light?
...
After leaving Sharon Carter's house, Eros began to use his super vision to conduct a carpet search, and quickly found Dr. Lizard's sewer laboratory.
"Holy crap, how did Peter turn into a Lizard Man?"
Looking at the conspiring Dr. Lizard and Lizard High Schooler, Eros had a bit of a headache.
He had no friendship with Dr. Lizard. Dr. Lizard hurt Gwen, so he came to take revenge.
The matter was simple.
But Parker turning into a Lizard Man was a bit tricky to handle.
Being classmates for almost four years, Eros and Peter Parker could be considered good friends.
Peter Parker hadn't done anything to wrong him; there was completely no need to kill him ruthlessly.
As for Flash Thompson and fat Ned.
Since they bullied Peter Parker, wouldn't it be completely reasonable for Peter Parker to want to take revenge on them?
Thinking about it, Eros gave Grant Ward a call, asking him to prepare a sturdy enough cage at the S.H.I.E.L.D. New York branch.
Then, Heat Vision cleared the way.
The crimson beam instantly tore through the dimness of the sewer, striking fiercely against Dr. Lizard's chest.
Under the high-temperature scorching and high-energy plasma cutting, Dr. Lizard's chest instantly turned charred and bloody.
"Roar!"
"Who?"
Dr. Lizard shouted and looked towards the source of the Heat Vision, but the next moment he was abruptly cut off, and at the same time, his pupils contracted sharply.
The source of the Heat Vision had arrived in front of him before he knew it, and grabbed him by the throat.
Chapter 40: When a Sweet Dream Meets Reality
Dr. Lizard being able to injure Gwen was mainly due to two reasons.
First, Gwen had just awakened, and her physical fitness in all aspects was still growing and had not reached its peak, failing to widen the gap in numerical stats between her and Dr. Lizard.
Second, before awakening, Gwen was an ordinary high school student, whereas Dr. Lizard had military experience before injecting the serum, resulting in a stark gap in their combat skills.
However, these two points were completely different when encountering Eros.
Eros's physical fitness far surpassed Dr. Lizard's, and as for combat skills... with such a massive difference in stats, there was no need to talk about skills.
Therefore, when Eros found Dr. Lizard, it was destined to be a one-sided brutal beating.
With one hand, he choked Dr. Lizard by the throat, and with the other, he punched Dr. Lizard right in the face repeatedly.
"Let, let me go!"
Dr. Lizard shouted and struggled.
The strength he took pride in could not shake Eros's impregnable grip.
The sharp claws he took pride in failed to scratch Eros's steel-like body.
He began to tremble.
After injecting the lizard serum, he had been carried away by his vastly enhanced abilities and started to become arrogant.
He had even been daydreaming about establishing a lizard empire, ruling New York, ruling America, and ruling the entire World.
But at this moment, as the sweet dream collided with reality, it shattered, and reason regained the high ground.
He turned to Peter Parker beside him for help: "Parker, help me."
The Lizard High Schooler hesitated for a moment, but still pounced forward.
Then, he was kicked flying away by Eros at an even faster speed.
The Lizard High Schooler pounced up again and flew out again.
The Lizard High Schooler pounced up a second time and flew out a second time.
The Lizard High Schooler pounced up yet again and flew out yet again.
The Lizard High Schooler... escaped.
Vaguely, Dr. Curt Connors seemed to see his wife Margaret, his son Billy, as well as his father and mother...
Looking at Dr. Lizard, whose head was caved in and who had passed out covered in blood, Eros lowered his fists.
In the end, he still didn't deal a fatal blow.
Although he and Dr. Lizard had no friendship, Dr. Lizardhad a good relationship with Gwen before mutating.
Otherwise, Gwen wouldn't have had her first reaction upon hearing news of the Lizard Man's appearance be to go consult Dr. Connors.
Wiping his hands clean on Dr. Lizard's lab coat, Erosgrabbed him by the back of the collar and walked out of the sewers.
The iron cage originally prepared for Peter Parker could be used for Dr. Lizard first.
Dragging Dr. Lizard, Eros came to the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Hey, is this the Lizard Man?"
"The Lizard Man is actually real!"
"What the fuck, if this thing stood up it would be three meters tall, and he's just dragging it with one hand like that?"
Ignoring some gossiping Agents, Eros found Grant Ward.
"Ward, how is the iron cage I asked you to prepare? This is a big guy, and ordinary cells won't be able to trap him."
Grant Ward's mouth twitched slightly; you didn't say it needed to be such a huge cage.
And what the hell is this thing you're dragging with one hand that's over three meters tall and probably weighs several hundred kilograms.
Fortunately, the S.H.I.E.L.D. New York branch had complete facilities, including cells targeting special criminals.
"Officer, follow me."
...
"You mean Eros captured the Lizard Man in New Yorktoday, all by himself?"
"That's right."
Coulson looked at Nick Fury in front of him and handed over his phone: "This is the surveillance footage from the Base and the inspection report on the Lizard Man."
Nick Fury took the phone and first clicked on the surveillance video.
In the video, Eros dragged the nearly half-ton Lizard Manwith one hand as if it weighed nothing.
Nick Fury then opened the report.
The report showed that there were only two wounds on the Lizard Man's body: one was a burn on the chest, and the other was on the face.
The burn on the chest looked terrifying, but it wasn't fatal.
What caused the Lizard Man to remain unconscious was a severe concussion caused by continuous heavy blows to the head.
"Coulson, you can head out first."
Nick Fury put down the report in his hand, his expression uncertain and suspicious.
The Lizard Man's physical strength was a notch higher than Steve Rogers, the injector of the super soldier serum.
The combat power displayed by Eros was a large margin higher than the Lizard Man.
Aside from life extension, is the body-strengthening effect of the v1 compound really this strong?
Nick Fury had a premonition that once the improved version of the v1 compound was officially launched and it was confirmed that the life-extension effect was as powerful as Eros boasted,
then the Pierce Family would become honored guests of dignitaries from various countries, their sphere of influence would further expand, and they might even become World-class oligarchs.
It's just unknown what the World would be like at that time... whether humanity was ready to welcome the era of long-lived species.
Far more than just Nick Fury harbored this concern, but where you stand determines what you think; no privileged person didn't want to live a little longer.
With a tacit understanding, they centered around the Pierce Family, vaguely building a community of shared interests.
As long as the improved version of the v1 compound was implemented, this community of interests would instantly form.
...
After dealing with Dr. Lizard, Eros originally wanted to go catch the Lizard High Schooler as well.
But Sharon Carter told him over there that Dr. Samuel Sterns had accepted the invitation and arrived at the Vought International Building, wanting to meet with him in person.
Coincidentally, he also had some matters to personally instruct this person in charge of the v1 compound whom he had selected.
Therefore, after having people keep an eye on Midtown High School and notify him of any abnormalities, Erosdrove to the Vought International Building.
"Hello, Mr. Pierce, I am Samuel, Samuel Sterns."
Samuel Sterns put down the documents and somewhat apprehensively shook the hand extended by Eros.
At this time, Samuel Sterns was unknown to the World, merely an ordinary university Professor.
In the past, he was always the one actively bringing projects to pharmaceutical companies to pull investments. This was the first time a pharmaceutical company came knocking on his door, specifically naming him to be the lead researcher for the project.
At first, he strongly suspected this was some sort of shell company, until he checked the capital composition behind this company.
The parent company was unremarkable, but the subsidiary that invited him was a bit terrifying: The Pentagon, the White House, Stark Industries...
But he still had one doubt.
"Mr. Pierce, this project is already very complete. Why invite me to be the lead researcher?"
Even without obtaining the complete experimental data and formula, Samuel Sterns could tell from some brief experimental reports that this was a mature project.
Logically speaking, a project like this definitely had a matching team.
Well, the first-generation compound formula rewarded by the system was not just a formula, but also came with complete research and development records.
Eros smiled slightly and began to bluff.
"Dr. Stern, take a look at the date of the experimental report."
"Date?" Samuel Sterns flipped open the documents, and then suddenly came to a realization.