Weapon Showcase

Umbrella Corporation was developing well. Chen Changsheng already had formulas for drugs that enhanced every function of the human body, and he had recorded many of them in the Prototype World. With the help of those formulas, the drugs were developed in no time.

However, the drug approval process would take a long time. Chen Changsheng did not spend much effort on it. It was a long-term investment project, after all.

With Stark Industries acting as the intermediary, Chen Changsheng finally established formal contact with the US military in the Marvel World.

After showing the military representatives the Bio-Tyrant he had prepared, the military showed sufficient interest. However, their representatives made it clear that they absolutely would not invest before seeing the corresponding results.

The US military had been cheated far too many times in the field of biological weapons research.

Take Osborn Industries, which was responsible for replicating the Super Soldier Serum. Every year, it swindled enormous sums of research funding. Yet despite the massive funding, Osborn Industries could not produce even the slightest result, which truly infuriated the military.

But after investing so much, the military could not easily withdraw its funding. If it did, would all its earlier investment not go to waste? It could only continue increasing its investment, hoping Osborn Industries would finally deliver some results.

They were only willing to invest after seeing effective results. What exactly counted as effective results? Chen Changsheng was somewhat puzzled by their words.

Chen Changsheng could turn a random lump of virus into a Combat Beast. Did that not count as a result?

Of course, Chen Changsheng would not casually bring out something as powerful as a Combat Beast. It was an elite combat force capable of going head-to-head with a Tank. Secret weapons had to be kept as trump cards. Nobody played poker by dropping a bomb the moment they sat down at the table.

Chen Changsheng planned to first produce some Zombie Enhanced Dogs to fool the military and obtain some research funding. A steady stream of income was the way to go.

As for the contagiousness of the zombie virus, Chen Changsheng could completely decide that according to his own preferences. At the level of viruses and genes, there was probably no one in this world who understood them better than him.

Several days later, at a military base in the outskirts of New York, a small, secret US military weapons bidding conference quietly began.

The main participants in the weapons bidding conference were a handful of advanced weapons manufacturers, including Stark Industries and Osborn Industries.

As a new company, Umbrella Corporation had no qualifications to participate. However, at Tony Stark's strong recommendation, the military allowed Umbrella Corporation to join the exhibition. They wanted to see exactly what kind of level the company Tony Stark had taken an interest in possessed.

At the exhibition site, military bigwigs sat in the audience, staring fixedly at the weapons neatly arranged on the open ground in the distance, like a group of lechers.

Among the more famous generals was General Ross, who had always wanted to develop the Super Soldier Serum. Even more eye-catching was a bald Black man sitting in the corner, his single eye carefully observing everyone.

That bald head, black enough to reflect light, was truly unforgettable...

The one-eyed Black man was none other than the famous deputy director of the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, Nick Fury.

Or, one could say he was Nick Fury, deputy director of the Serpent Shield Bureau, the predecessor of S.H.I.E.L.D.

At that moment, Nick Fury sat quietly in the corner, yet he exuded the air of someone who was the real boss. His expression seemed to say, I'm a big shot. Don't bother me. It was indeed quite attention-grabbing.

Black trench coat, dark sunglasses, and a solemn expression—he was clearly telling everyone else, "I'm the real big shot..."

Of course, all of this was merely what Nick Fury imagined. In reality, the US military bigwigs had no desire to bother with the spymaster Nick Fury. They felt that speaking with him would lower their status.

Compared with the high technology displayed by Stark Industries, the weapons displayed by Hammer Industries were mostly conventional. With reasonable prices and extensive connections, Hammer Industries could always secure large military contracts.

Stark Industries needed no introduction. Advanced precision-guided missiles, weapons of mass destruction—anything related to high-tech weaponry was mostly supplied by Stark Industries.

As for Osborn Industries, it displayed a type of individual armor filled with futuristic technology. A long skateboard extended from beneath the feet, allowing an ordinary person to fly into the sky. However, the soldier operating the individual hoverboard was clearly inexperienced. He wobbled badly during takeoff, causing the military bigwigs to frown repeatedly. That pathetic performance dredged up some unpleasant memories for certain people.

When they saw the biological weapons displayed by Umbrella Corporation, a large chorus of sharp intakes of breath immediately rang out. Umbrella Corporation was demonstrating the might of its biological weapons. Five hounds came sprinting out of a sealed shipping container. Their muscles were knotted, their eyes milky white, and they radiated immense pressure at a glance.

Their explosive muscles bulged high, and their constant snarling showed that these hounds were merciless killing machines.

After another shipping container not far away opened, a male lion from the African savanna emerged. It was also the test subject for this demonstration. As soon as the attack order was issued, the five hounds charged at the lion.

The lion naturally did not regard several hounds as a threat. The king of beasts let out a majestic roar and casually swatted one hound flying with a single paw. The hounds following behind immediately split apart, biting the lion from both sides and tearing away bloody chunks of flesh with their powerful jaws.

Having lost pieces of flesh, the lion let out two painful roars and instinctively prepared to strike back. However, the hounds had seized its opening and showed no mercy. After a chaotic bout of tearing and biting, only a lion on the verge of death remained at the scene.

The bloody scene immediately drew the generals' attention. Having clawed their way up through battle, these generals with real authority enjoyed such bloodshed more than anyone.

However, this alone was not enough in modern warfare. Although the hounds were powerful, they were unsuitable for modern combat.

The only person among them to show interest and ask questions was General Ross. He had always been interested in creatures whose individual physical qualities far surpassed those of ordinary organisms.

Seeing that the military bigwigs were not interested in his hounds, Chen Changsheng snapped his fingers and sent out another biological weapon.

A Nemesis modeled after the one from the Resident Evil World—a Tyrant. A gigantic, over three meters tall zombie Tyrant appeared, its entire body strapped with large-caliber ammunition. It carried a six-barreled Gatling in its hand, while a loaded rocket launcher was mounted on its back. With that kind of firepower, even a Tank would have to think twice.

After appearing, the Tyrant charged toward a certain direction, where several automated defenses and preset targets had been placed. Once the automated defenses detected Nemesis approaching, they immediately began firing.

However, when the automatic machine guns struck Nemesis, they only splashed a few drops of blood and did nothing to hinder its rapid advance.

As time passed, the bloody holes shot into the Tyrant's body began healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When it reached a certain distance, a rocket was launched from behind and to the side, striking the ground beneath the Tyrant. The Tyrant staggered from the explosion, and the flames triggered the automatic counterattack memory embedded in its brain. The six-barreled Gatling rose and began slowly spinning. The next moment, a storm of blue-glowing bullets erupted from the barrels.

With computer assistance, the Tyrant shredded the so-called automated defense system in a single sweep.

Finally, the Tyrant took the rocket launcher from its back and fired at a distant target, hitting it with pinpoint accuracy and scoring a perfect ten.

That performance instantly stunned the military bigwigs. One after another, they rose and looked toward the Tyrant, whose wounds were gradually healing.

At first glance, the Tyrant looked truly disgusting, like a skinned monkey. But once you saw its attack power, well, you had to admit that the more you looked at it, the more you liked it...

After the Tyrant completed its attack sequence, the weapons showcase officially began. The military bigwigs surrounded the Tyrant and loudly questioned Chen Changsheng about it. They were especially interested in the Tyrant's ability to heal its wounds rapidly.

Interest was good. If they were interested, they could pay.

Since the military bigwigs were interested, signing the contract went especially smoothly. After signing the contract with the military, Chen Changsheng met up with Tony Stark again.

Stark had not expected Chen Changsheng to use his automated defense system for the demonstration. That performance had truly made Stark Industries look bad. However, Tony did not say anything. In Tony Stark's eyes, it was a minor matter. Stark Industries had a close relationship with the military and no longer needed such gimmicks to secure orders.

The Tyrant, on the other hand, piqued Tony Stark's interest.

"Jack, the things you research are truly disgusting to look at." Tony Stark spoke to Chen Changsheng with disgust. He did not mean anything else by it; he simply found them an eyesore.

"I'm rather interested in biology, and I happen to be researching human enhancement. These biological weapons are merely by-products of the research process. Letting them go to waste would be a shame, so I might as well exchange them with the military for some investment." Chen Changsheng shrugged indifferently.

"Would you like to come with me to Afghanistan and attend another weapons demonstration?" Tony Stark did not dwell on the Tyrant. Instead, he changed the subject and invited Chen Changsheng.

"Afghanistan? I'll pass. My studies have been quite demanding lately, so I need to go back and study hard." Chen Changsheng had no intention of getting involved in what was about to happen. He had to walk his own future path.

However, considering the help Stark and Pepper had given him, Chen Changsheng still took a thumb-sized injector from his pocket. The drug had no other purpose. Its only function was to keep someone alive. As long as there was still a breath left, it could sustain their life...

Chen Changsheng did not want to hear news of Tony Stark being blown up by a bomb just yet. To be safe, he specifically gave Tony Stark this small vial filled with Life Essence. It was not for sale.

Seeing the look of dislike on Tony Stark's face, as if he did not want to reach out and take it, Chen Changsheng said calmly, "This is a recovery drug our company has developed recently. As long as you're not dead, no matter how severe your injuries are, it can keep you alive for a while longer. It's not for sale. If you don't need it, forget it." With that, Chen Changsheng moved as if to withdraw the injector.

Tony Stark was quick as well. He took the small vial suspiciously, and after seeing that Chen Changsheng did not look like he was joking, Tony placed it in the pocket of his shirt.

Better safe than sorry. A wealthy man like Tony Stark understood that principle well.

After bidding farewell to Tony Stark, General Ross of the military approached Chen Changsheng. After shaking hands, the two quietly walked toward a corner, clearly preparing to conduct some secret transaction.

In another corner, Norman Osborn saw this and nearly ground his teeth to pieces. He was evidently furious that his biggest financial backer was ignoring him and seeking out an unknown nobody instead.

If Chen Changsheng had known what Norman Osborn was thinking at that moment, he definitely would have said, "I gave you a chance, but you were useless."

General Ross seemed to see the shadow of Captain America in these Tyrants. His heart, which had always pursued the Enhancement Serum, began pounding once more.

General Ross clearly felt that he was one step closer to realizing his dream.

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