I Am In Marvel

Saka Star, Wilderness Junkyard.

Above the sky, the huge space-time wormhole with a radius of one kilometer is gradually shrinking. Against the background of the thunderstorm garbage rain, the tail flame of the Eagle fighter can be seen in the end, and then one end completely submerged in it, disappearing into the worm like a devil's cave. inside the cave.

Under the ground, the wreckage of the crashed large spaceship rested on the side of half a mountain of garbage, and the raging fire swept out and spread out, and the scorching flames quickly devoured everything within a kilometer range.

Dozens of small and medium-sized spaceships guarding the planet passed by at a low altitude, and they could only control the spread of the flames in the area, and no rescue operations were carried out on the large spaceships that were obviously unable to survive.

This catastrophic fire lasted for a full half a day, until the flames were extinguished at night, and the guard spacecraft returned to the main city of Saka, leaving behind a blackened ashes.

At night, colorful wormholes are scattered all over the sky, and the cold radiance of the starry morning is scattered on the burning earth.

'Gululu-'

The ashes of the garbage trembled slightly, and gray liquid tentacles suddenly protruded from the bottom, followed by a lump of liquid body. It wriggled out of the soil completely, shaking off the dust on its body, its surface was similar in color to ashes, and no one could find it even if it was crawling on the ground for nearly half a meter.

Quietly in the middle of the burning area, the liquid creature fell into contemplation, and a series of questions flashed in his mind.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

After asking himself three times and getting no answer, the liquid creature tried to slide on the ground.

It passed by a small residual flame, covered it curiously, and easily extinguished the flame with its body.

At the same time that the flame was extinguished, suddenly, a very familiar voice echoed in its mind.

"Slaughter, I hope in the next life, you don't have anything to do with me anymore..."

As if it had been greatly stimulated, the liquid creature made a sharp, hoarse pain, rolling on the ground full of ashes, making a faint sound of talking to itself.

"Who are you? Who am I?!"

"I'm Slaughter?...No! I'm not...I'm Venom? No!...I'm not I'm not..."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

After a long time, the liquid creatures tended to calm down and repeated a sentence, "I am a toxin."

"Yes, I am the toxin." The toxin sighed in relief and said exactly as if to convince himself.

It is neither carnage nor venom.

Indirectly derived from slaughter and reborn in flames, it is a new nascent symbiont life!

But those memories of remorse or sin, did not inherit the slightest.

After the toxin was briefly confused, the racial instinct told it that it must find other creatures as hosts to survive.

"Yes. I haven't found the meaning of existence, I can't die so easily!" Toxin convinced himself, squirming and sliding, leaving the burnt area with no signs of life, and heading towards the city where the lights flickered in the distance.

Eight years later.

The main city of Saka, the streets of the outer city.

"It's time to go out into the field, Bagu!"

"Okay, boss!"

An alien man with double horns on his head responded, nimbly caught the identification card thrown by the boss, waved his hand, and walked towards the medium-sized spaceship parked on the side of the street.

Start the spaceship with the identification card, the alien man sits in the main driver's seat, skillfully controls the driving equipment, and launches the spaceship to lift off into the wild.

Looking at the colorful wormhole outside the windshield, the alien man pursed his lips, and his dark gray eyes showed some doubts.

Self-possessed and controlled this body, and lived on this planet for eight years, and the toxin even forgot the burning area where it was born.

But I don't know why, every time I look at the wormhole in the sky, I always have a sense of yearning, as if something is calling it.

"It's time to go home, Toxin."

That voice was so enticing.

Venom trembled all over, clasped his head tightly, and let out a low growl that endured the pain.

go home? Where is its home? What is the meaning of its existence?

who can tell it...

‘Clap! ’

At this moment, the wind picked up, and the garbage fell on the windshield of the spacecraft he was driving from top to bottom.

Toxin looked up and saw a wormhole in the sky ahead that was expanding a little bit. Thunder and storms condensed and began to tear into a huge devil hole.

"It's time to go home, Toxin!"

The voice that guided it grew stronger.

As if infected, the toxin stared straight at the space-time wormhole not far away, muttering to himself, "Yes, it's time to go home. It's time to return to... Earth!"

"Earth, Earth!"

The poisonous gray eyes are firm, driving the spaceship, rushing towards the devil's hole like a moth to a flame.

It doesn't even know where the earth is.

But there is a feeling in the toxin that when you go to Earth, you can answer all your questions!

Today, God suddenly wants to watch Marvel too.

The side story is released to pay tribute to the father of Marvel, Stan Lee.

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