When Dante heard that name, he couldn't help but wince slightly.
Sure enough.
This world was truly a giant makeshift operation.
There was no telling when some great menace would pop out of some obscure corner.
Of course, Venom couldn't be considered a menace. He primarily depended on his host.
But now, being in the laboratory, it clearly meant there was absolutely no host present.
Wouldn't that just be a big chunk of fat meat in Carnage Joker's mouth?
Carlton Drake also noticed Dante's suddenly changed expression and asked somewhat tremblingly:
"Agent sir, could it be that this Symbiote has some problem?"
Dante was amused by what this old man said.
"What do you mean 'this Symbiote has some problem'? Bro, you're the one doing research, aren't you?"
Dante jabbed the old man's chest hard, making his already mournful face even more contorted.
However, he dared not be angry, nor did he dare to speak.
Carlton knew that secretly researching Symbiotes behind the World Federation's back would be an enormous crime if he were caught.
But he simply could not resist the temptation of becoming a savior.
The Symbiote named Venom had shown him the power to cure cancer and all other intractable diseases.
If he could understand this power and apply it to medicine, he would become the greatest researcher of this century.
But now…
It was over, everything was over.
Dante frowned, looking at Carlton, and said in a deep voice:
"Alright, don't despair here."
"There are six petri dishes in total, which means there are six Symbiotes here."
"Tell me, besides the Symbiote called Venom, what else is there?"
Carlton wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to compromise:
"It's like this, when we were researching Venom, we found five independent Symbiote seeds inside him."
"Their genetic structure is completely different from Venom's."
"We thought they might possess abilities completely different from Venom, so we used fire and sound waves to forcefully compel Venom to produce them as Symbiotes."
"Thus, five sub-Symbiotes of various forms were born. They called themselves Scream, Riot, Phage, Lasher, and Agony respectively."
"But these sub-Symbiotes didn't have any special powers beneficial to humans, yet they themselves had a much higher desire for attack than Venom."
"So… we wanted to contact the military and cooperate with them to launch Symbiote warriors…"
"However, before we had a chance to contact them, what is happening now occurred."
Carlton was on the verge of tears.
More than half of the entire Life Foundation's funds had been invested in Symbiote research, and now it was simply a complete loss.
"Agent sir, please, you must retrieve the Symbiotes. The Life Foundation will definitely pay you a sufficient reward!"
"Carlton Drake, hasn't your mind cleared yet?" Dante's gaze suddenly turned cold. "Do you think America… no, do you think the World Federation would allow a private capital like you to preside over the research of alien life forms?"
Dante's words were like a heavy hammer, completely shattering Carlton's sense of luck.
Saying this meant that the Life Foundation was finished.
Not only would they have spent a fortune doing free work for the World Federation, but they would also face accountability from the World Federation.
"My advice is, don't think about anything else. Listen to my advice, your Life Foundation cannot control this Symbiote stuff." Dante shook his head. "Alright, now tell me, did those twenty-six researchers who died in the villa have access to the Symbiote laboratory?"
"Two of them had access…"
After receiving a definitive answer, Dante rubbed his temples.
Sure enough, Joker, that scoundrel, would never do anything meaningless.
He concealed all his intentions beneath that madness and disorder.
Killing these twenty-six people in the villa was originally to invade the Life Foundation and acquire the Symbiotes.
If this Carnage from the future were to devour Venom and his five sub-Symbiotes, even if Dante wanted to deal with him, it would be a bit troublesome.
Of course…
It wouldn't be too much trouble.
But this constant feeling of chasing after Joker made him uncomfortable.
He always felt like he was following in Batman's footsteps.
"Ugh."
"I don't want to have any inexplicable bond with a green-haired lunatic."
"One Harley at home is enough."
Dante mumbled and then waved his hand, telling the Legends to search the entire Symbiote laboratory again.
Although it had been destroyed beyond recognition, this also meant that the destroyer would leave some clues.
Especially in the Legends, there were enough highly intelligent personnel. Give them a fiber that shouldn't be there, and they could analyze it thoroughly.
If that didn't work, Dante could also get Constantine to summon a few demons to question.
After searching for a while, Sarah Lance's voice rang out:
"Teacher, come look here!"
Dante immediately went to her side upon hearing this.
Among the dust of the ruins, a few inconspicuous specks of powder were hidden.
"If what you taught me back then was correct, this stuff should be… Adamantium fragments."
Sarah said with certainty.
Dante, however, was stunned.
Adamantium?
In this world, only two people possessed Adamantium.
One was Wolverine, James Howlett, also known as Logan, who had now completely adapted to his position as Dean of Instruction.
But Logan had no reason to be here, nor did he have the time.
Then it could only be the other person.
Harley.
Adding to that the note Harley left him, he could confirm…
Harley had been here.
Dante immediately turned and walked toward the completely dejected Carlton, grabbing him by the collar and lifting him up.
"Did you set up surveillance here?"
"Of course, I set up non-networked surveillance, but all cameras and storage devices were destroyed."
"As long as there are some, it's fine."
Dante nodded indifferently, telling the Legends to find all the cameras and storage devices from the ruins.
Then he opened a teleportation portal and returned to the Team Base.
"Skye, come here. Big job."
"What big job?"
Skye heard Dante's somewhat urgent voice and flew directly from the training ground.
Under the guidance of Hela and the mutants of the Federal Bureau of Investigation Academy, she had skillfully mastered the technique of flying using vibrations.
In her memory, Dante had never shown such an anxious tone.
Then Skye saw a pile of electronic device fragments on the ground.
She cautiously asked:
"If you're short on money lately, just ask Fury for some funds, he doesn't lack it anyway."
"How can the dignified captain of the Star Team be collecting scrap metal?"
(To be continued.)
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