As the evening approaches, the Osborne Group Headquarters Building, the Cross-Species Genetics Laboratory.

"Cross species genetics are starting to work, and I used the DNA of the lizard to help Freddy's leg regenerate!"

Dr. Curt Connors introduced his experiment progress, his calm tone was filled with a hint of excitement. With the most critical decay algorithm brought by Peter Parker, his experiment was finally approaching success.

At this time, all the employees of Osborne Group had already gotten off work, and the only one standing next to Dr. Connors was a black man in a suit and tie.

This black man should be a mixed-race man. Compared to other black men, he looks more like an Asian, but his skin is a little dark.

He is the spokesperson of Norman Osborne in the group. Norman Osborne, who is seriously ill in bed, uses him to remotely control the group. His rights can be said to be comparable to the board of directors. After all, most of the group's shares are still in the hands of Norman Osborne.

"This is a miracle!"

The black agent looked at the mouse named Freddy in the pet cage in a plain tone.

"No, this is the success brought by hard research, and it is also hope that we are one step closer to the experiment of primates..."

Dr. Connors obviously did not want others to use a 'miracle' to erase his long-standing efforts, and directly raised his hand to interrupt the black agent's words.

"Mr. Norman doesn't have time to wait for you to move forward in small steps!"

The black agent also interrupted Dr. Connors.

"Small step?"

Connors is obviously dissatisfied with the adjective.

"I just want to say he can't wait!"

The black agent made a quiet statement.

"But he must be patient unless he wants to be a guinea pig!"

Dr. Connors frowned.

The black agent picked up the genetically modified agent on the test bench: "I didn't mean that, I mean... You should do a human test in advance, right away!"

"It's impossible. Our previous goal was to develop it into a universal drug, but in fact we got into a misunderstanding that genetic modification is not universal."

Dr. Connors frowned and shook his head: "This serum is only suitable for mice, and even for Freddy. If you want to apply it to the human body, you must adjust the drug from scratch, and everyone has different genes... It takes a long time!"

"Then he will definitely die?"

The black agent's face turned cold.

Although he does not understand scientific research, he still understands Connors' meaning after having been dealing with interspecies genetics laboratories for a long time.

The current experimental process is actually successful in guinea pigs and cannot be applied to other organisms. To complete Norman Osborne treatment, at least it has to go through multiple primate experiments and human experiments to ensure safety and success rate.

It's even more than that. Even if it is completed, the agent must be fine-tuned to adapt to Norman Osborne's genes. This time span is too long, and it grows to the point where Norman Osborne can't wait at all.

"A man will die, even Norman Osborne is no exception."

Dr. Connors began to pack up and prepare to get off work without caring for him. He was a pure scientist, and the purpose of the experiment was not just to treat someone. He didn't care whether Norman Osborne died or lived.

"Court~Connors~"

A low, weak but full of anger sounded suddenly, but the direction of the sound was not someone, but the speakers included in the camera installed on the ceiling.

"Norman!"

Connors looked up.

"Richard Parker is like this, and now you are like this..."

Norman Osborne's hoarse voice, which was extremely suppressed by anger, continued to be heard from the speakers. Even though his words were intermittent and the sound of a ventilator, it still exuded the power of living a long time.

"Every time you give me hope, and in the end you give me even stronger despair... Don't forget that your research funds are provided by me, and your experimental results belong to me!"

Norman Osborne, who was lying on the hospital bed on the other end of the speaker, was almost madly roaring. He was on the verge of collapse, both physically and mentally.

At this moment, he is no longer a scheming successful businessman, but now he is just a madman who has been completely collapsed under the oppression of death fear.

After roaring for a long time, maybe it was because I had vented enough. The sound in the speaker was silent for a moment, and then again, the words that were so calm that it made people feel cold all over the body.

"Lada, I'm going to conduct human experiments directly. Didn't he want me to die? He just took him to test the medicine, and his disabled comrades, I think it's also good material. I will arrange for others to take over the experiment at the Veterans Hospital."

Norman Osborne's voice became hoarse and cruel, and after that, he also brought out a burst of neurotic laughter.

"You...no!"

The look on Dr. Connors's face turned terrified and unbelievable.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. The weak constitution, who had been living in the laboratory for a long time, was no match for the strong black agent.

Hearing Norman Osborne's order, the black agent grabbed Connors expressionlessly, picked up the potion injection gun next to him and injected a whole tube of lizard-transformed serum into Dr. Connors' body.

Then the black agent stopped carving Curt Connors, who was struggling on the ground and directly picked up the remaining modified serum and backup experimental data and pushed the door away.

"No, Norman, you can't do this!"

Dr. Connors, who was struggling in pain on the ground, stretched out his hand and roared angrily. He knew better than anyone else about the consequences of injecting this serum. Genetic collapse was just a trivial matter. Once a large number of mutant monsters were born due to genetic mutations, it was simply unimaginable.

Unfortunately, his roar was so powerless. The only response to him was the footsteps of the black agent gradually fading away and Norman Osborne's neurotic and cheerful laughter.

"You can't do this...can't..."
Chapter completed!