All the heavens, starting as the ruler of the universe

On the rooftop of an apartment building in Queens, Peter turned off the chat group's screen and waited for Lin Yan to arrive.

A spatial ripple opened up in front of him, and the air rippled gently like the surface of water after a pebble has been thrown in. Lin Yan walked out from it.

He was dressed in dark gray casual clothes, his hands in his pockets, looking as if he were admiring the view from his own balcony.

"Brother Lin." Peter's tone held a hint of relief.

"It's not too late, is it?" Lin Yan looked at Peter, who was just as handsome as he was in the movie.

"It's not too late, and I don't have anything serious to do here." Peter didn't seem to mind. "Let me take you to see the symbiote and the other transmigrator, Brother Lin."

"No rush." ​​Lin Yan stretched out his hand, a starlight shining from his fingertip. "I'll give you the spatial beacon first."

The glimmer of light fell into Peter's palm, warmed slightly, and then disappeared.

Peter looked down at his palm—nothing was left, but he could feel something taking root deep in his consciousness, like an invisible anchor.

"You can open spatial rifts yourself from now on," Lin Yan said. "They've reserved a spot for you in the base."

Peter clenched the hand and nodded.

"Think about the location of that building."

Peter knew that Lin Yan was referring to the symbiote and the building where Li was.

He thought about the high-tech rooftop for a moment, then nodded.

"I've made up my mind."

Lin Yan put his hand on his shoulder. The next second, they were already standing on the top floor of Li's company.

The holographic sand table is still running, with the golden tracks of the seventeen detectors rotating quietly.

Li Zheng came out of the corridor with a data board in his hand. When he saw two people suddenly appear on the top floor, he stopped in his tracks.

His expression shifted from alertness to confusion to fear in a mere second.

Then came the desperate struggle to control himself—the symbiote was restless within him, every cell in his body, enhanced, was screaming, and the trembling feeling of seeing a natural enemy shot from the base of his spine all the way to the back of his head.

Lee glanced at Peter subconsciously.

Peter nodded to him, his expression calm, as if to say: It's alright, I brought it.

"...And who is this?" Li's voice was a shade lower than usual, and the dark gold patterns of the symbiote were faintly visible on the side of his neck, like a disturbed living creature.

"Lin Yan." Lin Yan's gaze swept over him and landed on the laboratory at the end of the corridor. "I apologize for disturbing you."

"I won't disturb you." Li took a deep breath, suppressing the symbiote's agitation. He had clearly seen that the two of them appeared out of thin air.

"Let me show you."

Li turned and walked toward the laboratory, her steps a beat faster than usual.

The laboratory access control system has passed triple verification.

Inside the magnetically confined container, five symbiotes of different colors huddled quietly, while another one was on Li's body.

"Not bad, it really suits you." Lin Yan glanced at the symbiotes and easily saw through their true nature.

"Just hearing your words, Brother Lin, is enough." Peter rubbed his hands together, eager to merge with the symbiote.

"Open it."

Li input the unlock command, and the small container of the black symbiote slid out of the magnetic confinement array, opening the valve.

The dark substance gushed out of the pipe, like an undercurrent that had found its way to a river, and spread straight toward Peter.

Peter reached out his hand.

The moment the symbiote covered my wrist, warmth and a tingling sensation surged through me again.

It doesn't adhere to the skin's surface; it penetrates into the spaces between every cell.

The dark substance spread down his arms, covered his shoulders, climbed over his chest, and ran down his spine, enveloping his entire torso and legs.

Then Lin Yan made his move.

A ray of starlight, as thin as a hair, pierced the surface of the black symbiote from the fingertip.

The symbiote shuddered violently, but did not struggle. Starlight darted within it, precisely detecting something, then with a gentle twist, the symbiote's intelligence was erased.

Those instinctive, autonomous consciousnesses that might conflict with the host in the future are stripped away one by one, leaving only the purest life force and a blank space waiting to be filled.

Then Lin Yan connected that blank space to Peter's soul.

Peter felt something closing in the depths of his consciousness.

The boundary between him and the symbiote became transparent at that moment, and he could sense every inch of the symbiote's extension.

There were no words, no commands, only a meeting of minds, as if it had always been a part of his body, only to be remembered today.

Peter had a sudden thought.

The right arm symbiote suddenly extended out, transforming into a jet-black thread that precisely adhered to the wall at the other end of the laboratory.

"This strength!" Peter exclaimed in surprise. It was much stronger than his spider silk.

However, there is one inconvenience: the spider silk in the spider silk launcher can detach, while the black spider silk transformed from the symbiote cannot detach from the body.

He retracted the silk thread, thinking of the sharp blade, and a jet-black blade immediately extended from the surface of his right hand, its edges as thin as a cicada's wing.

He thought of a shield, and an arc-shaped black shield instantly unfolded on the outside of his forearm.

He imagined claws, and long, slender claw blades extended from the tips of his five fingers.

Every change is seamless, as natural as moving your own fingers.

Moreover, it's much stronger than the symbiote in Venom: Lethal Protector.

In addition to these changes, the symbiote greatly enhanced his physical abilities, giving Peter a comprehensive boost.

"Try to conjure up a pair of wings," Lin Yan said.

Li, who was observing from the side, was also taken aback. How could he have forgotten about flying?

Peter closed his eyes.

The symbiont on the back and shoulder blades surged, and the pitch-black biomass extended outward—the skeleton took shape first, and the wing membrane spread out along the skeleton. In less than two seconds, a pair of pitch-black wings with a wingspan of more than four meters were fully unfolded.

He lifted both feet off the ground, swayed slightly, and the flapping of his left and right wings was off-beat, causing him to tilt to one side.

Its wings flapped a few times, creating a gust of wind that made the whole room a mess.

Then, the moment his spider-sense took over, he found his rhythm.

After three flaps, Peter hovered steadily in mid-air, his wings flapping slowly at a synchronized frequency.

He spun halfway in the air, then folded his wings and landed back on the ground. The black wing surfaces folded and blended into his back, as smoothly as breathing.

"I'm not quite there yet," Peter said excitedly. "I should be able to go faster once I get the hang of it."

"This symbiote has pretty good potential," Lin Yan said. "Changing forms is only part of its function; you can explore the rest yourself."

"Okay, Brother Lin." Peter said excitedly.

Lin Yan turned to Li: "And yours, I'll take care of that problem for you too, so you don't run into any trouble later."

"Me?" Li didn't feel affected by the symbiote, but he still revealed his body covered by the symbiote under his clothes.

Lin Yan reached out his hand, and the starlight shone again, the fine rays piercing into the dark golden symbiote on Li's body.

The symbiote shuddered violently—then fell silent.

Then he felt a clear mind.

He hadn't even noticed the other voices in his head before, but they were always there, like a low-frequency noise that was always on in a room, which he eventually mistook for being silent.

Now that the noise has stopped, he realizes it has been ringing the whole time.

"...So it's been influencing me all along." Li looked down at the dark gold patterns on his body, his voice much softer than before.

Li was silent for a few seconds, then looked up and said, "Thank you."