Oscorp Industries was a major corporation in the Marvel Universe, as famous as Stark Industries.
Moreover, both had close partnerships with the military.
Stark Industries, however, focused more on manufacturing conventional weapons and had even closer ties with the military, making it practically their first-choice partner.
Oscorp Industries, on the other hand, placed greater emphasis on researching and developing high-tech futuristic weapons and bio-genetic drugs.
In terms of overall strength, Stark Industries was undoubtedly more powerful.
After all, it was a family enterprise founded in the nineteenth century.
Still, Oscorp, the "villain-making machine," was no weakling either.
It was just that the high-tech equipment and genetic drugs they produced never seemed to successfully secure military contracts. Instead, they indirectly created several villains.
Of course, that was hardly surprising. After all, Oscorp Industries' chairman, Norman Osborn, was himself the villain known as the Green Goblin.
I wonder whether Norman Osborn had already become the Green Goblin by now.
That afternoon, Peter, who had come to Oscorp Industries with Gwen, stared at the towering, luxurious building and could not help feeling curious.
But there hasn't been any news of the Green Goblin causing trouble. And since Gwen only became Spider-Woman half a month ago, he probably hasn't injected himself with the serum that turned him into the Green Goblin yet.
"What do you think? Pretty impressive, right? The first time I came here, I was stunned too."
Noticing Peter spacing out as he looked at the Oscorp Industries building, Gwen gently nudged him with her elbow and said with a smile.
"Come on. I'll show you around inside."
Although Gwen was merely a student intern, in front of Peter, she seemed almost like the mistress of the place.
"Sure. Actually, this was my second time here."
Naturally, Peter did not say that out loud. No one would tell an embarrassing story about themselves in front of a pretty girl.
Even though Peter did not yet have those kinds of feelings for Gwen.
However, the moment he entered the company, Peter could not help feeling a little awkward.
Gwen first brought him to the front desk to get him a temporary access pass.
That would make it easier for them to tour the company afterward.
And, by sheer coincidence, the receptionist on duty today was the same one who had been working when Peter infiltrated the company, triggered the alarm, and was dragged off to the police station some time ago.
"Hi, Gwen. Why are you here so early today?"
The receptionist, a slender and attractive woman in a black business suit, seemed quite familiar with Gwen and greeted her warmly when she saw her.
"Our school started today, and I don't have classes this afternoon, so I came over early."
Gwen smiled as she greeted one of the few friends she had at the company.
"Oh, right. Let me introduce you. This is my classmate, Peter Parker."
Of course, Gwen had not forgotten why she was here, so she pointed at Peter and introduced him.
"Mr. Parker, you... Wait, aren't you—?"
The receptionist looked at Peter. She had been about to greet him politely, but suddenly realized that he looked familiar.
The next moment, she remembered that Peter was the intruder who had been hauled off to the police station that day.
After all, she had been scolded by her supervisor over the incident, so naturally, it had left a deep impression on her.
"What? Have you two met before?"
Seeing the receptionist's reaction, Gwen asked curiously.
"Oh, no. I mistook him for someone else. Your classmate looks a lot like that Hollywood actor... Andrew Gar... what was his name again?"
Just as Peter was about to explain what had happened before, the receptionist slowly spoke up and told Gwen that she had mistaken him for someone else.
Peter keenly noticed that the way she looked at him and Gwen now carried some kind of unspoken meaning.
Like the look certain people got when they were shipping a couple...
She doesn't think I broke into Oscorp because of Gwen, does she?
Almost instantly, Peter realized that the two of them seemed to have given the receptionist the wrong idea.
"Now that you mention it, if he were a little thinner, he really would look quite similar."
Even Gwen could not help examining Peter closely before reaching that conclusion.
"Here you go, Mr. Parker. This time... don't lose it again!"
As the receptionist handed Peter his temporary access pass, the expression in her eyes seemed to warn him not to get kicked out again.
"Peter, let's go. I'll take you to meet my internship supervisor first, Professor Connors."
With the temporary pass taken care of, Gwen prepared to bring Peter to meet her internship supervisor.
After all, aside from showing him around, she had also hoped to get him an internship here.
"Oh, right, Gwen. I forgot to tell you—Professor Connors is receiving a very important guest right now. No one is allowed to disturb him."
Just as they were about to leave the front desk, the receptionist suddenly remembered something and told Gwen.
"All right, looks like we'll have to change our plans. How about we go see some of the company's ongoing experiments first?"
Gwen looked at Peter apologetically, then made the suggestion.
"I'm fine with anything. Your call."
Peter answered indifferently.
"Then let's take the elevator to the Bio-Genetic Laboratory on the fourth floor first. They have the coolest creature here—spiders."
For some reason, the thing Gwen most wanted to show Peter was the spiders that had given her her special powers.
"Spiders? You mean spiders like the ones that made Spider-Woman?"
Peter stared at Gwen as he spoke slowly.
Having successfully reached an agreement, the two prepared to take the elevator to the visiting area.
Ding.
Apparently, they were rather lucky. As the two walked from the lobby toward the elevator bank,
a somewhat scruffy middle-aged man carrying a battered messenger bag, looking completely out of place here, hurried out of one of the elevators.
As he walked, he kept glancing back from time to time, looking rather suspicious.
"Someone, help me catch that guy! He stole my stuff!"
Just as the strange man was about to pass Peter and Gwen, the doors of another elevator suddenly opened.
A one-armed middle-aged man in a white lab coat ran out, pointed at the scruffy man, and shouted loudly.
With his theft exposed, the scruffy man stopped pretending. He quickened his pace from a walk to a run, intending to leave the company before security could arrive.
However, as he passed by Peter and Gwen,
Peter, who was not particularly fond of meddling in other people's business, naturally acted as though nothing had happened.
Gwen, filled with a sense of justice, did not hesitate in the slightest. She suddenly stuck out her leg, blocking the man's path.
Smack!
The middle-aged man tripped abruptly and crashed face-first onto the floor, even sliding several meters across it.
Clatter... clang, clang, clang...
His messenger bag fell to the ground, and the miscellaneous items inside scattered everywhere.
The next moment, as though he did not care whether he had been hurt in the fall or about any of the other items in his bag, he merely grabbed one of the many scattered vials containing liquid.
Then he got to his feet and ran out of the company without looking back.
There were actually several vials among the items scattered across the floor.
For some reason, one of them rolled across the floor from several meters away and came to a stop by Peter's feet.
The crystalline green liquid inside seemed to exert some special attraction on Peter, urging him to pick it up.
Smack!
Peter suddenly raised his foot and stomped the vial to pieces, spilling the crystalline green liquid across the floor.
"Make me a sacrificial offering? Not a chance!"
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