Chapter 36 - The First Experiment
The Wanderer had stumbled upon the Symbiote planet by accident.
Curious, he had landed on its surface—an act that nearly cost him everything.
The moment he set foot, the entire planet reacted.
Countless Symbiotes surged toward him, writhing, reaching, trying to consume him.
The only reason he survived? His body, made purely of Psionic energy, allowed him to phase through physical threats.
But that wasn't enough to satisfy his curiosity.
He had returned, bringing living creatures to test the Symbiotes' abilities.
And in doing so, he witnessed their true nature.
Parasites. Mutations. Evolution.
The Symbiotes had been forgotten by the Wanderer—useless to him, discarded from memory.
But now?
Lin Fan had found them.
And he knew exactly what they were capable of.
"Extract a portion of the black material from the planet's surface," Lin Fan ordered.
"Understood, my master," Ebony Maw acknowledged, activating the ship's systems.
A beam of energy pierced through the void, locking onto a small mass of the Symbiote below.
The moment it was disturbed, the entire planet shifted, like a living ocean recoiling from an unseen force.
A single fist-sized piece of the Symbiote was drawn upward, writhing violently, until it was contained inside Temple-One.
Even restrained by Psionic energy, the Symbiote thrashed, shifting into grotesque forms—sharp fangs, elongated claws—desperately trying to escape.
It screamed.
A sharp, piercing sound that sent an unsettling chill through the command room.
Ebony Maw hesitated, eyeing the creature with wariness.
"This thing is… alive," he muttered. "Fascinating… yet dangerous."
Lin Fan remained still, watching the Symbiote struggle.
The pure black liquid constantly shifted shape—like living mercury, unable to settle.
Then, the Symbiote turned its gaze toward Lin Fan.
The moment their eyes met, it lunged—despite being restrained by Psionic force.
It was like a cornered animal, baring its teeth, lashing out in blind aggression.
Lin Fan exhaled.
His expression remained unreadable as he lifted his hand.
Ebony Maw's eyes widened. "Master, should we conduct further study before—"
"It's fine," Lin Fan interrupted, stretching out his fingers.
The Symbiote hesitated for a fraction of a second.
Then, it attacked.
The black liquid shot forward, latching onto Lin Fan's palm, twisting around his fingers, climbing his arm.
For a brief moment—
It stopped.
Then, something changed.
The once pure black Symbiote began to lose its color—draining into a lifeless, eerie white.
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes.
A wave of fear rippled from the Symbiote.
It wasn't attacking anymore.
It was trembling.
Ebony Maw and the others stood frozen, watching the transformation unfold.
Lin Fan understood immediately.
The Symbiote had been assimilated by his Majin Buu cells.
It wasn't parasitizing him.
It was being devoured.
He could feel it—its instincts, its will.
And for the first time, the once vicious parasite was… afraid.
Lin Fan sighed.
"So, that's how it is."
The Symbiote was supposed to enhance its host. That was its nature.
But Lin Fan?
He was too strong.
Instead of merging with him, the Symbiote was being overpowered, transformed into something completely different.
A white, weakened husk of its former self.
Useless.
"Disappointing," Lin Fan muttered.
He clenched his fist, and the Symbiote instinctively contracted, desperate to avoid destruction.
A moment of hesitation passed before Lin Fan relaxed his grip.
Even if it couldn't be useful to him, it could still serve another purpose.
His gaze shifted to one of the Chitauri commanders stationed in the room.
A towering warrior, standing at attention—one of the strongest among Thanos' forces, overseeing an army of millions.
Perfect.
Lin Fan flicked his fingers.
The white Symbiote launched forward.
The Chitauri commander barely had time to react before it latched onto his skin, sinking into his body like a shadow.
The warrior let out a choked gasp as the transformation began.
Lin Fan's smirk returned.
"Let's see what happens."
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