American Comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

Chapter 82 Premature Infant: Little Habu [Please order first!]

There was only Quiet in the Symbiote Laboratory at first.

But after Luke cut off a part of her body, obtained a symbiote from her mouth that could reproduce asexually, and forced her to split to create a new blank-paper individual, there were two more in the laboratory.

Long-term residents.

A clone.

A new body.

But compared to the subject Anjing, these two are like sick young children and premature babies. Anjing has never regarded them as his own offspring, or partners. His feelings for the two little symbionts are very weak.

It's a real small symbiote, only as big as a palm, and its overall area is even less than a quarter of Quiet. Even its consciousness is confused, like a little dementia.

Oh, the little dementia may be a bit too much. But it is still reliable to say that the IQ is like that of a child of only four or five years old.

The clone may exist for many reasons, but the same is true for the new body, which can only make Luke suspect that Jing Jing is perfunctory. After all, Luke really doesn't know how long it takes for a healthy symbiote to be born from conception to birth.

, how much nutrition, what conditions are needed, etc.?

As for what Jing Jing said, Luke spread his hands.

But that doesn't mean that these two seemingly weak symbionts are useless. At least Luke's early transformation, he felt, was relatively successful.

Entering the room of the symbiote laboratory, Luke first went to take a look at his two little cuties. One was golden, like a ball of flowing magma, warm but not hot; the other was ice blue, like a pool of flowing magma.

Cold current, braving the cold air, but not the sting of ice.

As golden as magma, Luke called it habu.

It's icy blue like a cold current, and Luke calls it Myster.

Yes, Luke has given attributes to these two weaklings. Although these attributes may seem fancy and ineffective given their current weakness, their growth potential is extremely high! Their potential ceiling may be higher than

All other symbionts, including Anjing, are even better.

But it takes a lot of resources and effort to cultivate it in the early stage.

This is not a problem for Luke. Anyway, there are too many lice. He is a bottomless pit, so he doesn't mind that his creations also eat some resources.

Luke came to Habu's "small room" - a small glass box with a square shape and a side length of fifty centimeters. Habu was lying on a high-temperature red metal plate in the glass box, trying hard to absorb what he needed.

The heat. The temperature of the metal plate needs to be adjusted all the time. Even though Luke believes in the potential of this little guy, it is still a premature baby and can easily become exhausted. It is not good to be supported by excessive energy.

Sensing Luke's arrival, Habu, who was lying on the metal plate, squirmed. Two tentacles protruded from the golden liquid. The front ends of the tentacles trembled twice in the air, pointing in the direction of Luke. Then the whole thing

Like a slime, it wriggled forward on the metal plate, approaching Luke's direction.

Luke opened the skylight on the glass box and put his hand slightly in. Habu below became excited instantly, and the front end of his body swelled up on both sides, like a child inhaling and puffing up his cheeks.

With a kind of cuteness of a larval body, and then with a whoosh, the whole body bounced directly high from the metal plate, and with a snap, Luke reached out and caught it like a ball of jelly.

Habu's body rushed left and right in Luke's hand a few times, but failed to break out of Luke's hand. The whole ball was stunned for a moment, and then it calmed down and gradually integrated into Luke's skin.

When Luke withdrew his hand from the glass box, his right hand that reached in seemed to be wearing a golden glove.

"Well, be good!" Sensing a young and weak consciousness in his mind, Luke comforted softly in his mind. After patiently coaxing Habu, Luke motioned Snooker to open the glass jar of venom.

Back off yourself.

"BOSS, let me do it." Snooker was a little worried. He had seen the power of symbiote riots. Just one symbiote, with a suitable host, could almost destroy three entire symbiotes.

The armed elite team. If they had not known the symbiote's weaknesses and were prepared, the fierce battle that took place in the Life Foundation would not have died down and calmed down in a short time.

"No, I have obtained some information about Venom and other symbionts from Jing Jing before. She said that compared to Riot, Venom is like an adolescent boy, reckless and impulsive, and looks very stupid. I want to make him

It's not easy for him to obey Venom. I plan to teach him some rules first so that I can be more relaxed later." Luke shook his head.

Venom is different from Anjing. Jingjing has its own host, is relatively calm, and can communicate. But it is not easy for Venom to communicate with you. And Luke has no idea of ​​letting Venom and himself symbiosis. He just wants to let Venom

Venom obediently cooperated with him in his research. Ying Jing's advice was: to deal with a naughty child, beat him first and then feed him a candy, and he will become obedient. If there is no candy, beat him a few more times.

Seeing that Luke was ready, Snooker returned the once quiet container to its original location in the room - on a stand.

The top of the glass jar slowly opened, and Snooker took the initiative to hide away without Luke reminding him. A rising layer of tempered glass blocked him out.

The black liquid flowed out bit by bit from the unscrewed glass jar. The whole thing looked like a big liquid black spider. The moment Luke's eyes fell on it, the venom's entire body suddenly bounced towards Luke.

Come here, very fast.

boom!

The violent fire suddenly formed a barrier of flames in front of Luke. Venom hit the flames with a bang. The tentacles that were protruding from the outside shrank back under the high temperature. The flames circled the ground, killing Venom.

The circle is inside.

Half of Luke's body was wrapped in flames, but the flames did not harm Luke at all. Not even one of his hairs was burned or dried up. This is Habu's ability. It is born with the ability

Absorbing flames and controlling flames, as well as high temperatures! It’s just that it can only accurately control the temperature of 5,000 degrees for the time being, and it has not been injected with all kinds of messy memetic abilities by Luke. But it is still no problem to scare most symbionts

of.

In a sense, Little Habu is born to be the nemesis that most symbionts avoid.

The circle of flames continued to shrink. Surrounded by the flames, Venom dodges left and right several times without success. After that, it simply stopped in place. The liquid in his entire body began to change, and he spoke softly in front of Luke.

"You win! I obey!"

(End of chapter)