Experimental Results

"Damn it!"

Standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows of the chairman's office in Osborn Tower, Norman Osborn stared at the protesting crowd below and viciously smashed the wineglass in his hand onto the floor. One disaster after another! Osborn Corporation's stock price had only just begun to recover, but because of this incident, it had plummeted again—by a huge margin! Racial discrimination was an extremely sensitive issue in America. Besides, Max was the designer of the power grid. If he really won the lawsuit, Osborn Corporation would lose control and usage rights over the power grid.

At that moment, footsteps sounded behind him. Without turning around, Norman asked, "McKen, have you figured it out? Was the power grid really designed by Max?"

McKen, Osborn Corporation's vice president, an elderly white man, nodded. "The power grid was indeed designed by Max. He's withdrawn by nature, so several people from the electrical department claimed it as their own!"

"Damn it! Fire them!"

After cursing, Norman asked, "What about the racial discrimination?"

"There really was none," McKen said. "Someone must have taught Max to say that. This incident has become too big. I suspect someone is plotting against Osborn Corporation behind the scenes!"

"Find out who's plotting against us."

Norman said, "Also, find Max and settle with him. We can give him more money, but he has to tell everyone that Osborn Corporation does not practice racial discrimination!"

"I'll go talk to him!"

McKen hesitated before saying, "The city government has demanded that we resolve this as soon as possible. Otherwise, they'll reconsider the matter of the power grid."

"Those greedy bastards!"

Norman knew someone wanted money. He said, "Feed them well and make sure they don't speak out on this matter, so the stock price doesn't fall again!"

"Yes, Mr. Osborn!"

McKen nodded and turned to leave. After thinking for a moment, Norman summoned both Niels, the supervisor, and Dr. Storm, the researcher responsible for the Human Enhancement Potion.

Sitting in his chair, Norman asked, "When can the Human Enhancement Potion begin human trials?"

"The test subjects have been selected. After a few more days of training, the experiment can officially begin!"

Dr. Storm said, "However, Norman, I think we should slow down. There's something wrong with this potion!"

"We don't have time. Start the experiment tomorrow. In seven days, we need to show our results to the Department of Defense and get them to sign a contract with us. Only then can our stock price recover."

"Seven days?"

Dr. Storm repeatedly shook his head. "That's impossible. After injection, we need at least a month of testing and observation to see whether there are side effects!"

"Seven days. Niels, assist Dr. Storm in completing it."

Norman said forcefully. The human enhancement potion had been improved, and there was only a twenty percent chance of problems. In that case, as long as they found more test subjects, they would surely produce successful experimental subjects.

Then they could alter the data and present the successful subjects. The Department of Defense wouldn't know the truth and would only think the experiment had succeeded! Human enhancement had always been the military's dream. They would definitely sign with Osborn immediately and provide massive funding! Once the money arrived, the stock price would surely soar. Then they could slowly improve the potion until it was flawless. Not only would Osborn Corporation survive this crisis, it would also receive a huge Department of Defense order. It was simply perfect beyond perfection! This was Norman's plan to deceive everyone!

"I'll assist Dr. Storm in completing the experiment!"

Niels nodded. Dr. Storm knew there was no point objecting any further, so he could only sigh and obediently go prepare the experiment.

After Dr. Storm left, Norman asked Niels, "Have you cleaned up the loose ends from before?"

"Other than the few successful experimental subjects, all the rest have been dealt with. No one will know what happened."

"Very good!"

Norman nodded in satisfaction and ordered, "Hide those successful experimental subjects. They may come in useful someday!"

Those successful experimental subjects were all homeless people they had captured. They could not be exposed, so they still had to continue serving as experimental subjects!

"Understood!"

Niels turned and left. Once the door closed, Norman took a pill from his pocket with trembling hands and swallowed it. His illness was getting worse and worse!

After resting briefly, Norman rose and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. With a slightly ferocious expression, he muttered, "Neither enemies nor disease can defeat me, because I am Norman Osborn!"

That night, Trish dragged the dispirited Jessica to the Dragon Subduing Teahouse. Jessica asked in astonishment, "That kid is really richer than Tony Stark? Trish, is it you who hasn't woken up, or me?"

"Show some respect. Without Master, I would've probably been kicked out today."

Trish said unhappily, "Master is amazing. My future depends entirely on him."

Jessica said resentfully, "Tch, you changed quickly. Wait, your gift for becoming his disciple was hosting a social program. What's my gift for becoming his disciple?"

"You're not obedient, so there's no gift. Oh, right, you skipped work today. Master might punish you!"

Trish laughed. The wheel had finally turned from Jessica's side to hers!

"Why am I so unlucky? Master is obviously playing favorites!"

Jessica was deeply dissatisfied. After the two entered the teahouse courtyard, they saw Madame Gao training ten burly, imposing men—they were Wang Bert's Guardians. As the Blood Clan Chief, Wang Bert had ten guards led by Mercury. Every one of them was Elite-level, though they were rarely needed, because Wang Bert was stronger than all of them combined.

Trish asked curiously, "Madame Gao, where's Master? And who are these people?"

"Your Master went out to sea with a Hollywood star. I'll be responsible for teaching you two!"

Madame Gao said, "As for these ten, they are your Master's guards."

"He went out to sea with a Hollywood star?"

Both Trish and Jessica were speechless. Their Master was far too unreliable, wasn't he?

"Enough. Don't waste time. Go change and prepare for training."

Madame Gao said sternly, "And Jessica, you skipped work today. From now on, unless you have permission, you are not allowed to leave the teahouse!"

Jessica shouted unhappily, "This is kidnapping! I want freedom!"

"Defeat me, and you'll have freedom. You may be strong, but your fighting ability is zero!"

Madame Gao said. Jessica wanted to say more, but the excited Trish dragged her away—she could finally learn martial arts, and she could hardly wait.

As soon as the two women left, a waiter led a skinny young man inside. "Madame Gao, he says he's here to apply as a sparring partner."

Madame Gao looked Peter Parker over and asked, "I remember you. Are you sure you want to be a sparring partner?"

"Yes, I want to be a sparring partner. You said before that the pay was high and that I only had to work two hours a day. Is that true?"

As Peter spoke, he searched for Trish—he wanted to apologize to her. He had never expected that photo to cause her so much trouble.

That was also why Peter had decided to give up his photography job. It was one thing if people cursed him for selling himself out, but he couldn't drag others into it. He was Spider-Man, everyone's friendly neighborhood hero. He couldn't do bad things! Besides, this job really suited him better. The pay was high, the hours were short, and the work was easy—just spar with two pretty girls! "The pay will definitely satisfy you. Go change your clothes. You can shower here for free, and we'll provide you with a late-night meal!"

Madame Gao said. Though she did not understand why the Blood God valued this kid so highly, since the Blood God had instructed her, she would naturally train him properly!

That was right. Hiring Peter as a sparring partner was actually meant to train him. Spider-Man's fighting skills were truly terrible; he relied completely on talent!

"Thank you!"

Peter was overjoyed. However, when he returned after changing, he discovered that his sparring partners were not the two pretty girls he had expected, but ten fierce men glaring at him hungrily! Peter felt utterly miserable. Hey, where were the pretty girls they promised? Jessica whispered, "I think Master wants to teach this kid a lesson!"

"No," Trish said. "I think Master wants to kill him."

"Attack!"

Madame Gao did not waste words and directly ordered the ten guards to attack. Peter was so frightened that he ran wildly around the courtyard, constantly shouting, "Don't hit me! Don't hit me!" Jessica and Trish both burst out laughing at him. Where had this monkey come from? Though Peter looked utterly pathetic, Madame Gao became more and more shocked—surrounded by ten people, Peter had not been hit even once! Although the Vampires were only using the strength of ordinary humans, there were ten of them against one!

After watching for a while, Madame Gao figured it out. That kid could sense danger in advance. Often, the moment the Vampires began their attacks, he had already dodged. He was also incredibly agile, and his flexibility was frighteningly high! He's hiding his strength. The Blood God was right—this kid is an unmatched martial arts genius!

Madame Gao's eyes shone brightly, as if she had found a flawless piece of uncut jade. She decided she would turn him into a true master!

Peter had no idea someone had taken a liking to him. He was considering whether to quit. This job was not easy at all, okay? He was exhausted!...

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed. Because Max refused to settle, the matter of Osborn Corporation's racial discrimination continued to ferment and even showed signs of growing worse. While putting out fires, Norman invited General Slocum from the Department of Defense to inspect their experimental results! To Norman's surprise, Bargen, one of the company's shareholders, had actually brought an unfamiliar young man along! Bargen introduced him to Norman, saying, "Norman, this is Mr. Wang, chairman of the Blood God Group. I invited him to observe our experiment!"

Norman froze. Blood God Group? That Vampire corporation? "Hello, Mr. Osborn!"

Wang Bert extended his hand to Norman. Norman reluctantly shook it, then left on the excuse that he had business to attend to. Bargen said unhappily, "How rude. But Mr. Wang, Norman is very capable. Osborn Corporation will definitely make the Department of Defense agree to sign a contract!"

Wang Bert smiled. "Let's hope so. Osborn's stock price has fallen rather badly lately."

"It will rise again!"

Bargen said. He was the shareholder who wanted to exchange shares with Wang Bert. He had invited Wang Bert this time to prove Osborn Corporation's value! Wang Bert only smiled without saying anything. If Osborn's stock price wanted to rise, had it asked him?

At that moment, General Slocum arrived. Hearing Bargen's introduction of Wang Bert, he was greatly startled. He moved closer to Wang Bert and said softly, "Your Blood Clan is reaching a little too far!"

"I'm only here to observe!"

Wang Bert smiled. "Besides, General Slocum, you never intended to sign with Osborn Corporation in the first place, did you?"

"That's right. I never wanted to sign with them. After seeing you, I want to even less!"

General Slocum snorted and turned away. Wang Bert shrugged and silently followed behind the others!

Next, under Norman's lead, everyone entered the command platform. Pointing at the open grounds beyond the glass, Norman said excitedly, "General Slocum, and everyone else, welcome to Osborn Corporation's Experiment Base. Today, we will show you Osborn Corporation's Human Enhancement Potion and single-person flight equipment. I believe they will allow the nation to protect the world better!"

As Norman spoke, three men clad in green biological armor flew over, each standing on a Glider shaped like a giant bat! Looking at the black smoke trailing behind the Gliders, Wang Bert smiled. "That much black smoke isn't very environmentally friendly, is it?"

Norman's expression stiffened, but he quickly smiled. "That's a minor problem. We can improve it. Now, let's look at the Gliders' offensive capabilities. Not only can they fly, they are also equipped with machine guns and Micro Missiles..."

Upon receiving the command, the three test subjects activated the machine guns on their Gliders through the watches on their wrists. Then, the machine guns opened fire at full force, shattering a row of targets arranged on the ground! That was not all. The test subject on the right also controlled his Glider to launch a Micro Missile, blasting a flaming crater into the ground.

Clap, clap, clap...

Though General Slocum had issues with Osborn Corporation, he could not help applauding. This single-person flight equipment was good. The only question was how difficult it was to operate. Next, the three test subjects jumped together from a height of over ten meters. Everyone cried out in alarm, but they were completely unharmed. They even picked up Vulcan Cannons used by armed helicopters from the ground and began firing wildly in every direction! "They have all been injected with the Human Enhancement Potion. Their strength is three times that of ordinary people, and their other abilities have also greatly improved."

Norman introduced proudly. He did not notice that the white man in the middle of the three test subjects was becoming overly excited from all the shooting. Even his breathing had grown rapid.

This test subject was a veteran named Jess. Seeing Norman and the Department of Defense general above pointing and talking, a wave of resentment suddenly rose in his heart.

Those big shots stood high above everyone else. How could they know how hard life was on the Frontlines? He had only killed a few prisoners, yet they had kicked him out of the military and cut his benefits.

"Those bastards all deserve to die!"

The thought surfaced in Jess's mind. If he had not been injected with the potion, it would have remained only a thought. But he had been injected, and the evil thoughts in his heart were greatly amplified. Thus, the thought turned into action.

Jess suddenly threw down the Vulcan Cannon and leaped high into the air. His Glider flew down nimbly to catch him. Then, a machine gun emerged from beneath the Glider. The people on the command platform did not notice anything wrong and assumed it was part of the demonstration! "You can all go to hell!"

At that moment, Jess grinned viciously and aimed the machine gun at the command platform, spraying it wildly. The glass of the command platform shattered instantly. Blood burst from several officials in succession as they screamed and collapsed to the ground!