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In the office of the editor-in-chief of Global Times, Eddie placed his cup on the desk, took off his coat and hung it on the back of the chair. He then sat on the office chair. A young employee knocked on the door and walked in, saying, "Chief editor, tomorrow's materials will be late. The printer has some problems."

"The printer is broken again? Okay, let Damon call the logistics department and send someone to fix it," Eddie sighed and picked up the latest magazine from the side.

Yes, after the storm, Eddie became the editor-in-chief of the news and politics section of Global Times.

The military wanted to find an agent to support the Life Foundation, which was a short sentence, but the process was a bit complicated.

Anyway, this matter did not succeed under Eddie's interference, and the agent of the Life Foundation was kicked out. The editor-in-chief of Global Times, Eddie's former boss, was also kicked out. Before the black history of Drake using homeless people for human experiments was exposed, Eddie's boss wrote many reports praising Drake.

After the black history was exposed, Eddie's reputation was completely reversed. He became a hero journalist who was not afraid of the powerful and spoke for the lower-class people. On the other hand, the editor-in-chief became a rat crossing the street that everyone shouted to beat, and Global Times also suffered a big reputation decline.

To reverse the reputation, Global Times had to contact Eddie again and invite him to become the editor-in-chief of the news and politics section, hoping that Eddie's reputation as a hero journalist could wash away this stain.

Eddie actually had integrity, but they gave him too much.

Even with Venom, Eddie was still a human who needed to eat, drink, and rent a house. If he didn't have a stable job, his car loan, which was already overdue for several months, and the accompanying late fees would make him completely bankrupt. In order to prevent this situation from happening, Eddie became an editor-in-chief of Global Times.

Eddie sat in front of the desk and took a sip of coffee, sighing contentedly. Venom said in his mind, "You are the least ambitious host I've ever seen."

"Although I don't know what your previous hosts were like, I'm already satisfied with you," Eddie leaned back in his comfortable chair and said, "After experiencing the torture of that broken apartment in Hell's Kitchen, I now know how comfortable the apartments in Midtown are."

"And this office," Eddie looked up and said, "has good lighting, sufficient heating, and is spacious."

He threw the magazine in his hand on the table and said, "The most important thing is that the salary is quite good."

"Heh," Venom responded with only a cold laugh. After all, all of his previous hosts were either saving the world or on the road to save the world, whereas Eddie either slacked off or was on the road to slack off.

In fact, the editor-in-chief's job was not easy. There were many things to watch and many miscellaneous tasks to do, but Global Times hired Eddie not because they wanted him to be a good editor-in-chief, but they paid for his reputation. So Eddie's work was not busy, and he even had time to reconcile with his former girlfriend Anne.

Like many days before, Eddie was slacking off in his office until it was time to go home. When he walked out of the office building, he glanced at his watch and said to Venom, "You should know that I was supposed to have a date with Anne tonight."

"Then you would have made her angry again with your stupid words that don't go through your brain..."

Eddie shook his head helplessly. Hill was waiting for him at the door and they shook hands. "Let's go to the car first."

About half an hour later, the two appeared in the SHIELD base, and Hill said to Venom in Eddie's body, "There is more residual power of Riot in your body than we thought..."

"But you can't actually extract it, can you?"

The two stood at the entrance of the laboratory, Hill looked into Eddie's eyes and said, "I admit, the research process has not been smooth. Humans have almost no control over this kind of magic-like power."

"To be honest, we are borrowing a flower to offer Buddha, but our price is low enough. Trust me, this is a fair trade."

Entering the laboratory, Riot was contained in a jar, his body still gray, but surrounded by some black mist, just like the chaotic power that appeared on him that day.

Phantom spoke through Hill's mouth, "How do you plan to absorb it? Although you are not a member of the cosmic Agents, I must tell you that in the current mainstream symbiote society, we do not advocate devouring our own kind."

"This is not because of any moral code, but because accepting too much genetic selection from the same kind at once can cause symbiotes to have mental disorders."

"I have a way to strip this energy away, but I must leave my current host to do so." Venom shook his head and said, "I will not put myself in such a dangerous situation, let alone do all this under SHIELD's surveillance."

"Although I have asked many times..." Phantom said suspiciously, "But I still have to say, are you really Venom? Why are you so..."

"Don't talk nonsense... I plan to devour this power inside my host's body."

"No, you can't do that." Phantom controlled Hill to step forward, trying to stop him. "First, your host cannot possibly withstand two symbiotes parasitizing in his body at the same time. Second, the process of symbiotes devouring symbiotes will be very violent, and his body cannot possibly withstand this kind of impact. Third, the chaotic power will impact the human mind and make them insane."

"In short, your current body cannot support you doing this, and I will not allow you to harm your human host. This violates the cosmic Agents' code..."

"Who said I was going to do this in this host's body?"

Phantom still shook his head and said, "Even if you switch to another host, the result will be the same. The human body cannot possibly withstand this kind of impact."

"I know you previously parasitized a child named Peter. Although he had strong physical qualities, the impact of chaotic power on the mind is magical in nature, and he still couldn't resist it. This is very risky."

"If humans can't do it, what about the Asgardians?"

Phantom was stunned, he looked at Venom and said, "Asgardians? Are you crazy? Their Thunder God almost killed us! You can see in your genetic database that most symbiotes are allergic to the Asgardians..."

"I'm not allergic to anything except idiots."

"But where do you go to find... Are you planning to parasitize the prince of Asgard?" Phantom said incredulously, "You're really crazy! Odin won't allow all of this to happen."

"Odin is asleep."

"But... Even if Odin doesn't care, they won't agree to let you parasitize them, right? Their feelings are more sensitive than humans, and they can't secretly parasitize them without being discovered."

"So I'm not planning to secretly parasitize them. I plan to negotiate with them."

As the sun gradually went down, the larger the high-rise building, the longer the shadows it cast. These shadows were like fences crossing the river, and the setting sun flowed through them, turning into dense golden threads.

Manhattan's rush hour was bustling, most of the elite in suits and leather shoes were carrying their briefcases and rushing down the street. The coffee shops and restaurants on the side of the road were crowded with people. Loki looked around and didn't find a place to teleport away from the crowd. In the end, he decided to take a taxi.

The taxi stopped outside an apartment building on West Street at the central station. When Loki walked into the apartment building, it was already dark.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Thor sitting on the sofa, drinking beer and eating fried chicken. Loki didn't have time to scold him, he walked quickly to the entranceway, opened his briefcase, took out his computer, and dialed his mobile phone, "Sorry, Mr. Hall, I'm already home. Let me continue to tell you about our plan for this quarter..."

Loki controlled the computer while talking on the phone, listening to the "crunching" and "clinking" sounds from Thor's side.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. After hanging up the client's phone, he turned around and said to Thor, "How did the father of the gods not see you in this state??? I should really..."

"I paid the rent, so you can't control what I do in this house," Thor took another bite of fried chicken and said, "And unlike you, who sit in an office all day, fixing cars is a physical job. If I don't eat more, how can I have enough strength for the night shift?"

"I..."

Loki covered his forehead and deeply regretted his previous fire-controlling failure that blew up the house.

After the chaos in the previous apartment, they had to move. Although Odin had paid for their accommodation, SHIELD refused to let them live separately. Nick's reason was that SHIELD was short-staffed and couldn't protect them in two separate locations, but Loki knew it was just because Nick thought Odin gave too little money.

So they still had to live together.

Loki was determined to make a name for himself on Wall Street, so he worked very hard. His efforts paid off as he gained many big clients and even the small ones sought him out. He was very busy now, working for over 18 hours a day.

As for Thor, he still worked at the same auto repair shop but had gone from being an assistant to a full-time mechanic.

It was impossible to compare which job was harder. In these few weeks since joining Wall Street, Loki had witnessed the diversity of the human race. During these days, he would often think at night, why wasn't he the God of Thunder, so he could just strike some difficult clients with lightning.

Thor faced the same problem. Because he often had to physically communicate with car owners, he often had his pay deducted. If it wasn't for the repair shop owner seeing his muscular build and ability to handle the place, he would have been fired long ago.

These two had their own ways of being busy and tired, but strangely, it improved their relationship a bit. After all, the resonance between two office slaves is very subtle but strong.

After dealing with a bunch of troublesome clients, Loki sat down on the sofa and took a can of beer from the pile of beer cans next to Thor. After opening the can, he poured it into his mouth. Thor took another bite of fried chicken and said, "I used to despise you for drinking and needing a cup, you don't even look like an Asgardian warrior. But now it's much better."

Loki didn't want to talk to him. He was now contemplating why humans could ask questions beyond his comprehension. Even when he stood on the branches of the World Tree and looked out at the infinite starry sky of the Nine Realms, he had never thought so deeply about the truth and origin of the universe like he did today.

After taking another gulp of beer, Loki thought that Wall Street was a great place to practice magic. Just by working here for two months, one's depth of thinking about the universe could reach a whole new level.

The living room in the apartment wasn't lit, only the flickering of the light on the TV. Thor's gaze moved away from the variety show on the TV, and he hesitantly asked, "How is Asgard doing recently?"

Loki put down the beer can, wiped his lips, and glanced at the beer stains on his shirt. He said, "How Asgard is doing has nothing to do with you, anyway, you can't go back."

Thor squeezed the beer can hard, and beer sprayed out of the opening, splashing onto his hand and then dripping onto the floor. Loki looked at the floor and said, "You'll mop it up tomorrow."

Thor was about to say something when a ringing sound echoed in the empty living room. Loki took out his mobile phone and said, "Hello, this is Odinson..."

Hearing his self-introduction, Thor squeezed the can again and poured the remaining beer into his mouth without saying a word.

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