A mass of orange-brown mud was lying quietly in a closed tempered glass jar.

"It's an alien creature that, in its words, names itself Quiet. It was because of an accident that I landed on our planet on a human return capsule. They are a kind of parasitic life, they like to parasitize intelligent life, and in addition to learning knowledge and obtaining food from each other, they can also enhance the quality of the host in all aspects. ”

Gwen Stacy looked at the wilting symbiote in the glass jar with some concern, but she still tried to say the information she had learned about the symbiote as concisely as possible. Although there is such a strange thing in his body, the other party acts harmless to humans and animals, and can talk to him about everything, which makes Gwen have a strange, similar to a friend.

Even though she felt crazy the moment she had this thought.

"Food?" Tilda Johnson, who had accompanied Gwen, narrowed her eyes.

"They feed on human emotions." Gwen replied, "It tastes like happy emotions, especially those that come from knowledge." ”

"This is a great discovery, the life of an extraterrestrial civilization!" Tilda was intrigued, and the silence inside the glass jar shrank with a fiery gaze. Unfortunately, she is now busy with the project at hand, and she does not have the time and energy to study such a valuable alien creature. This made her feel very sorry in her heart.

Luke looked at the muddy symbiote in the jar in front of him, and his heart was full of interest in this group.

For ordinary people, a symbiote is a powerful support that can transform him into a superhero or a supervillain in an instant. In a way, the symbiote is even better than Tony's Mark suit now. Unfortunately, the disadvantages of symbiotes are as obvious as their advantages.

It is afraid of fire and sound waves.

It can influence the behavior and thinking of the host. If the previous host of a symbiote is a great villain who does all kinds of evil, then its personality will automatically align with the host's personality. If the symbiote and the host agree on the same opinion, then it is naturally hello, everyone, if not, then it is easy for two consciousnesses in a body to fight for control of the body.

Therefore, most symbionts will choose a host of their choice, unless they are forced to do so.

Are symbionts worth studying?

Without a doubt, it is worth studying.

No scientist who sees this thing doesn't want to get his hands on it.

"What do you want to do with it?" Gwen watched Luke stare at the glass jar for a long time without speaking, hesitated, interrupted his musings and asked him what to do with the symbiote. She was ready for Luke to ask for it, but instead of giving the answer she had guessed, Luke kicked the ball back.

"What do you want to do with it, Miss Gwen?" Luke tapped on the glass jar, and the symbiote inside squirmed quietly, "This was taken from your body, it looks like it gets along with you well, and in that sense, you're the one who has the right to make a choice for it." Of course, I can take it out of your hands with some high-sounding words, and no one can say anything, but that's not my style. ”

"What's your style of doing things?" Tilda asked curiously beside her.

"It depends on who I'm up against." Luke glanced at Tilda. His bottom line is also very flexible in the face of different people.

"So, can I take it away?" Gwen asked tentatively. She didn't know why she was doing this, but somehow, she just felt that she shouldn't let the other party leave her. It may seem like a contradiction to her behavior today, but it's what it is.

"Absolutely." Luke nodded, "But before you take it away, can you let me talk to it?" ”

"I don't know if I can, but I can try." Gwen thought for a moment and replied. She is ready to act as a bridge.

"Do you want to let it out now?" Gwen looked at Luke, although she felt that Quiet had been very harmless from beginning to end, even if she took it out of her body except for a little resistance in her consciousness, there was no strong resistance, but what if the other party got angry after releasing it? After all, it's a dangerous alien creature.

Luke made a gesture of please. In his lab, he wasn't afraid of a symbiote.

Gwen stepped forward, unscrewed the top lid of the glass jar, before entering a pool of dead mud-like symbiote, at the moment when the top cover opened, like a 100-meter sprint, countless pairs of small tentacles were revealed below, tightly clinging to the glass wall and climbing up quickly, in the final stage, almost jumping, couldn't wait to pounce on Gwen's arm, wrapping her right arm entirely, and then quickly penetrated into the inner layer of the skin, and disappeared in front of the three Lukes, and Gwen reintegrated.

"Don't call me it, you should call me her, according to your exact name!" An orange, head-like creature of the opposite sex, bonded by many tentacles, emerged from Gwen's body, suspended in mid-air, and violently corrected what Luke and Tilda had called her.

"Or a lady?"

"We don't have a gender thing, but we can have our own gender identity." The symbiote said quietly, "I know you want to study me, but it's impossible, I recommend you find other symbiotes who came with me to this planet." Those are the bad guys, and if you can deal with them, the symbiotes might have to thank you. ”

"I can pay Miss Gwen." Not surprised by Luke's resistance to silence, he went to a storage area in his lab and pulled out a small, rounded white watering can the size of a palm.

"That's her own business." Quiet hesitated for a moment, but still raised her head and refused: "Miss Quiet never gives in. ”

Luke walked over to Gwen's side and sprayed the syntheticum in the small watering can in his hand directly on his face.

"What are you doing? What did you spray me? Oh, this one is delicious, I haven't tasted it! More more! A piece of atomized synthesizer sprayed by the watering can poured the silence on her face first annoyed, then confused, then pleasant, the exposed body, shaking comfortably, each tentacle seemed to be dancing happily, the high sense of satisfaction, which was clearly sensed by her host, Gwen.

"How?" Luke smiled and asked again, "Can we talk about research again?" ”

"Quiet never give in!" Quiet first shouted, then looked at the small spherical white watering can in Luke's hand, and said softly, "Unless you eat and drink." ”