Chapter 134 Follow-Up

"..."

In the distance, a sharp siren sounded faintly.

With such a huge explosion in the heart of New York City, it would be strange if the police did nothing.

Peter hung on the wall, looking at the roof that had disappeared in the explosion. He took off the long-broken mask on his head, with a dazed expression on his face.

Especially the scene in the end where Eddie Brock pushed him away, has been constantly emerging in the little spider's mind.

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[Legendary from Norman Osborne +4000]

[Legendary from Peter Parker +1550]

In the antique shop, Li Ran silently looked away. The first moment the explosion enveloped him, he lost control of his clone.

However, Li Ran didn't pay much attention to this. [Eddie Brock]'s usage limit had already been exhausted, so even if there was no explosion, he would find a reason to make [Eddie Brock] disappear. What's more, being able to gain so much legend at the last moment of the card's usage limit has exceeded Li Ran's original expectations.

All in all, it's a good thing.

Li Ran raised his eyes and looked at the legend number displayed on the system. He curled his lips and said secretly.

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"how long it has been?"

"It's been more than 48 hours."

The disappearance of Norman Osborne of the Oscorp Group has begun to have an impact within the company. The group's stock price has continued to plummet, making some of the company's managers vaguely unable to sit still.

"Can you contact Norman Osborne?"

"I have already called Mr. Norman Osborne's personal phone number and found that his mobile phone is in the office, and there is a half-completed experimental plan on the table, regarding the upgrade plan of mechanical armor, to produce more targeted Mimicry Armor..."

"I don't care what plans Norman Osborne has. I just want to know where they have gone. As a director of Osborne Group, he needs to explain his disappearance during this period." Conference Room Here, some senior shareholders of Aoshi Group expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Based on my understanding of Norman Osborne, it is impossible for him to disappear suddenly without warning. There must be something going on. Maybe we can wait patiently for a few more days." There is also a relationship with Norman Osborne. Close senior executives expressed their different views.

"Everyone." At this moment, Donald Macon, one of the department heads sitting in the front row, spoke up and told a piece of news: "I think everyone here should know something about Norman Os. Mr. Ben's physical condition has not been very good in the past few years. In fact, from the news I have received, in this year or so, Mr. Norman Osborne has asked for medical treatment several times due to health problems. He needs to be treated by a private physician, and I have verified this with the doctor who previously treated Mr. Norman Osborne."

The top management of Osborne Group was not aware of the fact that Norman Osborn had treated his genetic disease by injecting Super Soldier Serotype 2. Therefore, based on the information he received, Donald May made what he thought was a reasonable judgment: "So, maybe we should prepare for the worst, maybe Mr. Norman Osborne has..."

Donald May's words, not surprisingly, caused a commotion among the senior executives of the Aoshi Group in the conference room.

With the corner of his mouth raised slightly, Donald May was about to continue speaking when he heard another voice coming from the top.

"Maybe we can go find Harry."

"Harry Osborn?"

For a moment, the smile on Donald May's face solidified.

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“Reduction in research funding, why?!”

In the biological laboratory of the Aoshi Group, when he heard the bad news from the upper level, Professor Kurt, who had one arm free, suddenly changed his expression. He couldn't help but raise his voice and said excitedly: "My experiment has entered the final stage. At the critical moment, lizard DNA serum has fully proven its effect,

If I can help the mice grow new limbs, the next step will be the most important human experiment. As long as you give me a little more time, I can, I can..."

"I'm sorry for Professor Kurt, but this is the unanimous opinion of the senior management of the Aoshi Group." On the opposite side, the secretary conveyed the instructions he received expressionlessly: "They think the lizard DNA serum is too expensive, and the Aoshi Group has already I have injected capital into you three times in a row but have never been able to produce results that satisfy the group.”

"Cross-species experiments are very dangerous experiments. I need more data to make my judgment. I can't..."

"I know, but the senior management of Aoshi Group doesn't think so." He interrupted Professor Kurt's explanation, and the secretary continued: "Recently, the development prospects of Stark Industries' new energy part have been promising, so Aoshi Group decided to open up A new energy research laboratory has contacted Dr. Otto Gunther Octavius, who has made considerable achievements in atomic energy physics, to lead the development and testing of new energy sources. For this reason, the Austrian Group must reduce some of the group's experiments. research funds, and Professor Kurt, your cross-species lizard DNA serum is one of them..."

"I'm almost successful. I'm just a little bit away from success."

After reporting the decision made by the top management of the Aoshi Group, the secretary hurriedly left the laboratory, leaving Kurt alone, covering his empty severed hand, mumbling to himself in a trance.

Turning his eyes, Kurt immediately saw the dark green lizard DNA serum placed on the experimental table.

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"Maxwell, you continue to work overtime tonight."

In the power department of Aoshi Group, a middle-aged man wearing a safety helmet said arrogantly to the black man in front of him.

"But, Mr. Supervisor, I have been working overtime for the department for a week. Today should be my time to take a rest." Brushing the sparse hair on his head, a submissive black man replied to the man.

"I know, but Maxwell, you should know that you participated in the design of the company's circuits, because only you know where its problems lie."

"But, sir, I have made an appointment to get my hair trimmed."

"It's just one day late. It's no problem. Maxwell, it's settled. You will be responsible for taking care of the power grid tonight." After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and left regardless of Maxwell's reaction. He was sure that Maxwell did not dare to Disobey your own orders.

"Are you going too far?"

On the way back, my colleagues in the power department couldn't help but say something.

"If there's any problem, he's a freak and no one will speak up for him."