Ambrosius Family Estate

After some discussion, Black Eggplant skillfully haggled under the generals' strange looks, slicing a third off the price of the 9999 Steam Armor by cutting straight through the chest piece. In the end, they settled on a price of 66.66 million dollars per suit.

"Come to Stark Tower tomorrow night to pick it up."

Once they'd agreed on a time and place, Yuri and Tony saw Black Eggplant and the other two out, then returned to the reception room. Green Goblin was still lying on the floor. Whenever Tony saw the veins on his face start to fade, he immediately had everyone put on earplugs and then hit Green Goblin with the paralysis device. After four rounds, Green Goblin was out cold, foaming at the mouth.

With the military, police, and intelligence agencies turning a blind eye, Norman's fate was effectively in Yuri's hands. Yuri lightly kicked the armor on Green Goblin and turned to Tony. "Osborn has a lot of useful patents and laboratories. Rebirth Pharmaceutical Company can't rely on the Regeneration Potion alone. If possible, you should get your hands on anything worthwhile from him."

Tony looked at Green Goblin on the floor without a trace of sympathy. What should have been a groundbreaking product launch had turned into a complete mess because of this guy. If he hadn't recognized Norman's face after pulling off his mask, he would've sent him to the afterlife with a blast from his palm. Ever since killing Obadiah with his own hands, Tony had become increasingly ruthless. Whenever he went to deal with problems in the Middle East, he killed his enemies without hesitation.

"I don't think this old bastard will cooperate. Do you have a way to handle him, Yuri?"

Thanks to his ability to foresee things through information, Tony knew that the Osborn family had inherited a certain genetic disease for generations. Norman had turned into Green Goblin after injecting himself with an untested enhancement serum. He raised a finger, and a wisp of golden Life Energy seeped into Green Goblin's body, probing it carefully.

He discovered that Norman's genetic chain was slowly breaking apart beyond his control. The process wasn't fast, but at this rate, Norman would be dead and rotting in a heap of flesh before the fifty percent chance of death even came into play.

Fortunately, Life Energy could repair it. But Yuri stopped after repairing a tenth of the damage. Under Tony's wary gaze, Yuri's eyes turned pure white for a moment, then returned to their golden hue just seconds later.

"All right. Norman has a genetic disease. I've cured a tenth of it. When he wakes up, that'll give you leverage in your negotiations. Also, there's something strange about the malice in his soul. I completely wiped it out, but it seems to regenerate endlessly from his main soul. Keep an eye on him, and try to get all the paperwork done as soon as possible."

After warning Tony, Yuri turned to leave. The original Yuri's Ambrosius family seemed to have some truly mysterious qualities. He wanted to learn their secrets as soon as possible, and hopefully gain a little more strength in the process.

But Tony clearly wasn't going to let him leave just like that. He held up a videotape and waved it. "You can take part in developing the New Element, but you'll have to help me find it first."

Yuri shrugged. Once Tony had put in the tape and started playing it, Yuri fast-forwarded straight to the "Blueprint for the Future" scene and paused it. "Jarvis, if you can, scan this image and project it vertically."

"I'm afraid that won't be possible, Yuri."

Jarvis explained regretfully, "The reception room isn't equipped with the necessary devices. If you wish to do that, you and Tony will have to go to the laboratory."

Yuri patted Tony, who had already noticed something, and headed toward the elevator. "Then Tony can go by himself. I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."

Jarvis replied, "A car is already on its way to the entrance to wait for you. Goodbye, Yuri."

The Ambrosius family estate was located in a small forest on the outskirts of New York City. In Yuri's memories, he hadn't liked living there as a child. Once night fell, the forest surrounding the mansion always seemed especially eerie.

The driver was one of Stark's bodyguards. Yuri didn't remember seeing him before, so he was probably an ordinary person who had no part in Marvel's main events. But he was a good driver. The car moved at a steady pace, neither too fast nor too slow, and Yuri barely felt a bump along the way.

As the car entered the only road through the forest, Yuri keenly sensed a faint but unmistakable ripple of energy. This was a new sense he'd gained after absorbing Jinger's abilities. Before, he'd been like a baby in the womb, only able to passively absorb the Cosmic Energy drifting through the world. Now, he could not only sense it more clearly, but also consciously direct it to a small degree and make use of it.

This gave him a few guesses about the Eternals' abilities.

But now wasn't the time to think about that. The faint ripple of energy vanished in an instant, and Yuri felt the Cosmic Energy in the area grow a little more welcoming toward him. It radiated a simple joy, as if welcoming its master home.

"Magic..."

The car passed through the gates and drove around a stone fountain statue that also gave off a ripple of energy, then stopped in front of the mansion's steps.

Before the driver could get out, Yuri opened the door himself. After politely saying goodbye, he went inside with practiced ease. The place was brightly lit and glittered with gold. Before he could take a proper look around and reminisce, the old butler came down the stairs. His hair was white, but he still seemed full of energy.

Yuri naturally broke into a warm smile and went to greet him. "Adam! It's been a long time!"

Old Adam beamed as he looked the young master up and down. He'd raised Yuri himself, and the boy was practically half a grandson to him. Adam patted Yuri on the shoulder and teased, "I thought I'd never see you come back to the family before I died."

The two chatted as they walked into the dining room. The four-meter-wide round, revolving dining table was laden with all kinds of dishes, and Yuri's parents had started eating before he arrived.

"What took you so long? Your father and I waited for a while, but when you didn't show up, we were afraid the food would get cold, so we went ahead and ate. See if there's anything else you'd like. If there is, ask Adam to have the kitchen make it."

As the reigning champions of the culinary world, the Ambrosius family's lunch was, of course, a display of capitalist extravagance. There were only three people, yet the food on the table could have fed thirty, with plenty left over. Yuri ate a little, keeping his appetite within the bounds of an ordinary person. He didn't intend to reveal too much in front of his parents—not unless they were just as abnormal as he was.

After they'd eaten their fill, Rob stood up first. He beckoned Yuri, who was already ready to go, and led the way toward the study at an unhurried pace. His voice dropped, turning low and mysterious. "Before you learn all the secrets of the family, Yuri, I need an answer to one question."

"Do you believe in the existence of magic?"