Karl Johnson might have been crazy, but as Skye's father, his feelings were genuine.
When he learned that his wife had been killed and his daughter taken away, he concocted a chemical agent no ordinary person could possibly endure, using it to gain a stronger body, avenge his wife, and find his daughter.
In a sense, this was also a civilian attempt at the Super Soldier Serum, except there had been no consideration whatsoever for what would happen if it failed.
Harry shook the vial in his hand. "Your father was really something. Androgenic steroids, liver enzyme blockers, desoxyephedrine, all kinds of metabolic enhancers, and even gorilla testosterone..."
Simmons added from the side, "That's not even the craziest part. There's even a drop of peppermint in there—no offense, but your father is the most insane mad scientist I've ever seen. In theory, just one drop of that stuff is enough to kill someone."
The biochemistry expert was excitedly fiddling with the Osborn Group's medical equipment, an obsessed smile on her lips.
Skye could not understand what the two scientists were talking about at all, but she could tell it was definitely not praise.
"Tell me you can save him. I don't want to have just found my family only to... you know." Skye's expression was extremely complicated. She still had so many things she wanted to ask.
"Of course—this place has the most advanced medical equipment in the world. This medical chamber even has a miniature Canary Device built into it—though isn't putting something like that inside a medical chamber a little extravagant?
Anyway, Mr. Johnson can undergo comprehensive dialysis treatment here. In less than an hour, his blood can return to normal..."
Simmons stopped halfway through, and the smile on her face froze.
Skye asked in confusion, "What is