Marvel's Venom, starting with a Hydra undercover agent.

"I suddenly had so many great ideas!"

"Do you know what a smartphone is? It's a phone that's more advanced and intelligent than the phones we have now..."

"There's so much more... Don't worry if you don't know, let me tell you slowly..."

So, to Gwen's astonishment, Holm began to tell him about the various ideas that were on his mind.

The era he is in now is ten or twenty years behind the one before he transmigrated, so he can invest in many things while they are still in their infancy, and he can also foresee their development.

Listening to Holm's ideas one after another, Gwen realized that his actions just now were simply due to his excessive emotions.

As a result, the strange emotions that had risen in her heart gradually subsided, the blush on her face slowly faded, and her expression returned to normal.

Half an hour later, Holm picked up the now-cold coffee next to him and drank it all in one gulp. Then he looked at Gwen across from him and asked, "So? Do you think it has potential?"

Upon hearing Holm's question, Gwen thought about it carefully and then nodded.

"Some of my ideas are applicable right now, and I also remembered that I have some small inventions that should be quite promising..."

"However, setting up a company is not a simple matter. Wait for me to go back and think about it carefully, and then make a plan."

Upon hearing Gwen's ideas and arrangements, Holm nodded in approval. He had to admit that Gwen was indeed very organized, which was why he had this idea.

However, he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. It seemed that after he finished speaking, Gwen wasn't as happy and lively as before, and she seemed preoccupied.

Thinking of this, Holm looked at Gwen, who was bowing her head slightly, and asked, "I see you've finished your coffee. Would you like to order another drink?"

"No need," Gwen said softly without even looking up.

Seeing Gwen's reaction, Holm scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, feeling as if he had overlooked something.

After a moment of silence and thought, Holm suddenly realized that he had accidentally grabbed Gwen's hand in his excitement. Although he had let go of her hand afterward, he was still a little embarrassed.

It seems that Gwen was somewhat embarrassed because of this incident, which was due to his carelessness and a lack of tact.

After figuring out the reason, Holm scratched his head a little embarrassedly, then whispered to Gwen, "Um...sorry...I didn't mean to, I was just a little excited, so I forgot myself and grabbed your hand..."

"It's okay...no...you misunderstood, I'm not angry about that, there's nothing to be angry about...I'm angry...no...I'm not angry, I was just thinking about something." Hearing Holm suddenly apologize to her like this, Gwen quickly explained.

“Yes, I was just thinking about something, I wasn’t angry.” Gwen nodded as she spoke to show her affirmation.

Hearing Gwen's explanation and seeing the sincerity and determination on her face, Holm relaxed but also felt a little puzzled.

He understood what Gwen said, but her expression puzzled him somewhat, though it wasn't too difficult to understand.

Before he could think too much about it, Gwen had already called the waiter and successfully changed the subject by ordering food.

"Get me a glass of orange juice, what do you want to drink? Oh, and you've finished your tiramisu, would you like to order another one?" Gwen asked, looking at the empty plate and glass in front of Holm.

Hearing the question that seemed to have just been asked, Holm was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Then get me another tiramisu, and I'll have a glass of watermelon juice."

After ordering, Holm looked at Gwen and said with a smile, "Oh, by the way, I ended up paying the bill the other time you suddenly ran off!"

Hearing Holm's words, Gwen also remembered that incident, so she smiled, rolled her eyes at Holm, and said, "I knew you weren't being polite at all today. It turns out you were already planning to make me pay the bill."

"Well, since you paid for me last time, I'll pay for today's bill. Is there anything else you want to eat? Don't be shy, I also made quite a bit of pocket money when I helped you invest in Stark Industries stock."

Holm deliberately curled his lip and said, "What do you mean by 'thanks to me for paying for you last time'? I was the one who helped you, but it's not like I owe you a favor. You really know how to talk."

"But since you told me not to be polite, then I really won't be polite. I'm a little hungry after talking so much, so I'll order another pasta and a sandwich."

After saying that, Holm called the waiter and ordered some more food. Although Gwen wasn't hungry, she thought that she would have to watch Holm eat alone in a while, so she also ordered a small cake.

And so, the slight awkwardness from just moments ago quickly disappeared in the ensuing casual conversation, as if it had never happened. But only Gwen and Holm themselves knew what they were really thinking.

Like Holm, after this incident, he decided that he should always be mindful of his behavior, whether excited or not, to avoid similar embarrassing situations from happening again.

As he ate and chatted with Gwen while his mind wandered, something suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

At the same time, a familiar voice rang in his ears: "Haha, what a coincidence! What are you doing here?"

"Daisy? What are you doing here?" Holm asked, somewhat surprised, as he looked at Daisy standing beside him carrying a bunch of shopping bags.

Surprised as he was, he wasn't alone now, so before Daisy could say anything, Holm introduced them to each other.

“Hello, I’m Holm’s colleague, Daisy Johnson.” Daisy extended her hand to Gwen with a faint smile.

Seeing this, Gwen extended her hand and smiled, "Hello, I'm Gwen Stacy, a friend of Holm's."

When facing each other, who were complete strangers, they both abandoned the relaxed and familiarity they showed in front of Holm, becoming more reserved and aloof.

Holm was initially delighted by the chance encounter, but as they talked, he sensed that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

It was as if everyone had suddenly become very polite, making it feel awkward no matter how he spoke.

During their conversation, Daisy also noticed the somewhat ugly doll hanging on Gwen's backpack.

Chapter 108, Emergency Mission

Daisy remembered the doll because she had one too.

She bought this doll after Holm saw it when they went abroad on a mission. She thought the doll was uniquely ugly, so she accepted it after Holm gave it to her and liked it more and more the more she looked at it.

All told, Holm must have bought two in total. He gave one to her, and Daisy thought Holm would keep the other for himself. But she never expected to see it here.

How should I put it? Although this thing originally belonged to Holm, and he could give it to whomever he wanted, Daisy just felt something was off and a little uncomfortable.

"Hey! What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed." Before Daisy could continue her daydreaming, Holm snapped his fingers in front of her as he spoke.

Seeing Holm looking at her with some confusion, Daisy also paused for a moment and explained, "Ah, sorry, I was a little distracted. What did you just say?"

"I'm asking if you'd like something to eat or drink?" Holm continued.

"Judging from all the things you bought, you must have been shopping all morning. You should take a break and grab something to eat."

After listening to Holm's words, Daisy thought about it for a moment, and then casually ordered a small cake and a drink.

"Is that all? It's my treat today, you can eat as much as you like." Holm said, winking at Gwen as he spoke.

Seeing this, Gwen understood what he meant, so she smiled and nodded.

They had originally agreed that Gwen would pay the bill, but due to an unexpected situation last time, Holm ended up paying instead.

However, Holm did not expect to run into Daisy unexpectedly. Under such circumstances, he could not do as he had just agreed. After all, Daisy was Holm's friend, not Gwen's friend, so Holm would have to come this time.

Hearing Holm's words, Daisy's eyes lit up with a mischievous grin, "Is that so? Then I won't hold back."

"Waiter, I don't want what I just had. Give me your most expensive drink and your most expensive cake, and pack one to go when I leave."

Seeing Daisy's impolite manner, Holm shook his head helplessly and said, "You really are impolite. It seems I won't be able to keep any of the bonus I received a few days ago."

"By the way, judging from your condition, you probably don't have any left, right? You have a whole bunch of bags and packages."

Daisy waved her hand nonchalantly and said, "Isn't the bonus meant to be spent? Spending it now or later is the same."

After she finished speaking, she tidied up the shopping bags next to the stool, then stretched.

Because her cardigan was quite short, her fair and slender waist was inevitably exposed during the activity.

Holm didn't notice this small detail; he was still talking and enjoying his tiramisu, but Gwen saw everything.

Gwen and Daisy do seem to have two very different styles.

Daisy used to paint herself looking a few years older and liked to portray herself as more mature. Although she's not as exaggerated as before, she still looks like a mature and sophisticated woman.

Unlike Daisy's refined style, Gwen usually focuses on sporty comfort. Although her beautiful face without makeup is eye-catching no matter what she wears, the sporty style also makes her look younger.

Although they are not much different in age, their different outfits and temperaments make them seem several years apart.

Thinking about this, Gwen suddenly felt that her hoodie didn't feel as comfortable as it used to be.

"Hey! Why are you spacing out too?" Holm's voice snapped Gwen out of her jumbled thoughts.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something," Gwen quickly explained upon seeing this.

Holm smiled upon hearing this, then pointed to her cup and said, "You seem really engrossed in your thoughts. The cup is already empty, but you're still sipping. Would you like another drink?"

Upon hearing Holm's words, Gwen realized that her cup was empty, and she was still biting the straw to suck in air.

"Ah...it's okay, no need, I've had enough to drink today." Gwen said somewhat awkwardly as she moved the empty glass aside.

Seeing Daisy and Gwen spacing out one after another, Holm scratched his head, puzzled. What were they thinking?

After being reminded by Holm, Daisy and Gwen stopped daydreaming, and the atmosphere of their conversation became more harmonious than before.

In addition, Holm would occasionally throw out a lame joke and follow up with a few bad jokes, and laughter would occasionally echo around.

"Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!" The sudden sound interrupted their conversation.

Upon hearing this voice, Daisy and Holm immediately became serious.

They took out their phones and checked them, and sure enough, there was an urgent mission.

As they took out their phones to check the mission, Gwen also heard the sound from the communicator in her bag.

He connected the communicator to the police station's channel, allowing him to hear emergency cases throughout the city. She usually kept the communicator on the lowest setting, so basically no one but her could hear it.

In an instant, each of the three was preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Holm first exchanged a glance with Daisy, then looked up at Gwen, only to find that Gwen seemed to understand something as well.

Holm could hear the faint sound from the communicator, so he instantly understood that the three of them were dealing with the same thing.

"Excuse me, could you please store these items at the counter for me? I'll come back to pick them up in a bit." Daisy picked up the items next to her and placed them on the counter, then took out a CIA badge and spoke to the clerk and the owner behind her.

The waiter and the owner were clearly a little confused, but faced with Daisy's stern face and imposing demeanor, as well as the documents in her hand, the owner could only nod.

Meanwhile, while Daisy went to the counter, Holm whispered to Gwen, "Are you going to Sixth Avenue too?"

Gwen nodded in response, saying, "Yes, someone robbed the bank, and it doesn't seem to be an ordinary person."

"Be careful in a bit, that guy seems to be able to control sand, and he can turn into sand himself..." Holm warned.

Gwen frowned and nodded upon hearing this. She hadn't received as much detailed information as Holm. Although she had indeed heard sand mentioned in the communicator, she hadn't expected it to be a strange person who could manipulate sand and transform himself into sand.

While she was thinking, Daisy returned. Seeing this, Holm placed a banknote on the table and then left the coffee shop with Daisy.

Watching their figures walk further and further away, Gwen picked up her backpack and ran across the flower bushes into the alley next to her.

Chapter 109, The Rampaging Sandman

At this moment, on Sixth Avenue, the crowd had already scattered and screamed, and a large amount of sand was washing over the street like ocean waves.

The sand also lifted up the bank guard who was firing his gun and then smashed him into the adjacent shop window.