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After parting ways with Dora, Eddie looked in the direction of downtown San Francisco with a thoughtful expression, then turned to walk toward the suburbs.

Suddenly, his face contorted, and his body twisted involuntarily.

"Hungry!"

"I need food!!"

A deep voice erupted in his mind.

"What?"

Eddie froze, hearing the voice again.

This time, he was sure it wasn't just in his head; there was truly someone else inside his body.

"Eat what?"

Eddie grimaced, showing a helpless expression, and spread his hands, "In this situation, you still want to eat?"

He suddenly remembered that during his escape from the research facility, he had bitten off a man's head.

His face turned even grimmer, and his stomach churned.

"Don't tell me you want to eat people…"

Before he could finish his sentence—

Whoosh!

His body moved on its own, breaking into a run at an extraordinary speed.

"Shit!!"

…

New York.

The Daily Bugle.

Anton received an email. After reading the contents, he immediately contacted Phil, instructing him to go to a specific location in San Francisco to pick up a woman.

The woman was Dora Skirth.

Dora then shared everything she knew without holding back, disclosing it all to Anton and Phil.

Following Anton's instructions, Phil wrote a detailed news article, thousands of words long.

The article described the entire story, exposing Carlton Drake's ambitions clearly.

However, it omitted the part about aliens, using "mysterious experiments" as a substitute.

Phil, based on Dora's descriptions, painted Drake as a ruthless villain—detailing how he disregarded the lives of homeless people, used the families of researchers as leverage, and was utterly cold-hearted.

Once finalized, the article was quickly posted on the Daily Bugle's website.

In the already heated public opinion climate, the article was widely shared, quickly reaching over a hundred million views.

No one questioned its authenticity.

Thanks to this explosive scoop, the Daily Bugle was hailed as a champion of justice, earning the title "The Last Conscience of the Press."

Already highly trusted by New York residents, the Bugle's credibility now soared nationwide.

Oscorp Tower.

"Well done, Anton! I knew you were the right choice!" Norman Osborn, noticing the online buzz, saw this as the final straw that would crush any chance the Life Foundation had of a comeback. Delighted, he couldn't help but praise him, "Jameson, you've found the perfect successor."

With public opinion against them and their internal dealings exposed, even politicians allied with Drake couldn't protect the Life Foundation and could only watch as events unfolded.

It was clear that when the dust settled, the only company capable of picking up the pieces would be Oscorp.

Norman pondered for a moment, then called his secretary to prepare the acquisition of the Life Foundation as a formal agenda item for the board.

He planned to quickly consolidate Oscorp's internal support.

Then, he would claim the Life Foundation.

"Aliens… symbiotes…" Norman's usually sharp face softened with a rare smile.

He, too, had watched Drake's press conference.

But what excited him most wasn't Drake's passionate speech but the unexpected incident at the end of the conference.

The moment when Eddie kicked open the iron door.

"Symbiote…" A fiery determination sparked in his eyes. "I must have it."

With his thoughts clear, he pressed a button on his desk.

A bodyguard entered his office, bowing respectfully, "Boss, what are your orders?"

"Take a team to San Francisco. You must find that person before Drake does."

Norman ordered, "If you fail, don't bother coming back. Oscorp has no place for slackers."

"Understood."

The bodyguard nodded solemnly.

…

"It's already dark!"

Anton looked at the stars outside his window and sighed.

He was exhausted.

He'd been using his brain cells more over the past few days than in the previous twenty years combined.

Eating and sleeping at the Daily Bugle, he'd hardly left the office, working like a man possessed.

Even Betty was stunned, thinking Anton had undergone a complete transformation.

"I think I can finally take a real break today."

Anton left the Daily Bugle and drove home, finding that Jonah Jameson still wasn't back, which made him shake his head with a smirk.

The leisurely retirement life of the wealthy was indeed enviable.

Thinking about how he might enjoy such a life in a few decades, Anton couldn't help but smile.

Time flew by quickly.

In the days that followed, the Daily Bugle continued to monitor the Life Foundation, occasionally publishing news updates to keep the public informed.

As a trending topic, these articles generated substantial clicks.

The Daily Bugle even saw an increase in newspaper sales, reaping significant profits.

It seemed the Life Foundation had accepted defeat, making no further moves or statements.

However, Anton knew better; the Life Foundation wasn't ignoring the situation but rather focusing all its efforts on hunting Eddie.

Given Eddie's current abilities, he should be able to handle the Life Foundation's armed pursuits without much trouble.

The most Anton could do was support Eddie financially.

He sent a large sum to cover Eddie's living expenses, which was all he could manage at the moment.

It wasn't like Anton could personally go out there and fight alongside Eddie, right?

Without access to the Batman suit, if Anton went to San Francisco on impulse, he wasn't sure who would be helping whom in a fight!

It's worth mentioning that Eddie's identity had been uncovered in the Life Foundation's investigation.

Including Dora as well.

The Life Foundation thoroughly retraced how the two of them had escaped.

While Carlton Drake was furious, he made no public statement.

Instead, he released the families of the senior researchers, as if to demonstrate goodwill.

It seemed he was passively enduring the backlash.

Around this time, Anton finally received some good news.

The movie was done!

After nearly three months, Batman was finally moving into post-production.

Back in the previous life, Nolan spent 129 days shooting this film; standing on the shoulders of giants, Anton completed it in roughly 90 days—a respectable pace.

Post-production was another matter.

In simple terms, it involved editing, dubbing, adding subtitles, and special effects.

the most time-consuming part—special effects—had been prepared alongside the filming. Now, it was only a matter of integrating the visual effects into the footage, making it the simplest task.

He had the editor come to New York with the footage, and Anton plunged into the editing room.

After a full day of discussions with the editor, they established a clear editing approach. Then, working seamlessly, they completed a 140-minute blockbuster in just three days.

Dubbing and subtitles didn't require Anton's involvement.

Seeing the final cut gave him a sense of accomplishment and relief.

When Jim arrived in New York and saw the final version, he, too, was pleasantly surprised.

Jim hadn't expected that a rushed film would show no signs of sloppy production. Instead, several shots felt meticulously planned and captivating.

This was the result of the director's vision being clear and inspired.

"Anton, you're a genius."

Jim's earlier complaints about Anton's schedule vanished the moment he saw the completed film.

"Thank you for the compliment. Now, the priority is finding a distributor and ramping up promotion," Anton replied.

"With Batman's high profile in New York thanks to the novel, you've played a smart move," Jim said. "I'd suggest hosting the premiere in New York. If you can invite Tony Stark, it will make things easier."

"Of course."

Anton gave a mysterious smile, "Tony is an investor in this movie. He'll definitely be there."