I, Harry Osborn, Have a Golden Dream

Two months later.

Osborn Group, top-floor boardroom.

The atmosphere was solemn, perhaps even heavy.

Seated around the long conference table were over a dozen middle-aged men and women in suits; they were the core of the Osborn Group's power—the board of directors.

A cup of coffee sat in front of each person, but few had touched them.

Their gazes were currently fixed on the young man sitting beside the head of the table.

Harry Osborn.

Norman Osborn sat at the head of the table, his face wearing an unconcealable sense of pride.

He cleared his throat, breaking the silence.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have called you all here today to announce a matter that will go down in history."

Norman's voice was steady and powerful, carrying an unquestionable confidence.

He gestured toward Harry beside him.

"My son, Harry, and the team he leads, with the assistance of Dr. Curt Connors, have achieved a breakthrough research result."

Harry stood up and turned on the projection equipment in front of him.

A series of complex data charts and molecular structure models immediately appeared on the massive screen.

"Members of the board, I have found a method that can precisely target and repair cancerous genes."

Harry scanned the board members, who wore various expressions, and then dropped a bombshell.

"Simply put, we have cured cancer."

"!!!"

The boardroom instantly erupted into chaos!

"What?!"

"Cured cancer? Harry, do you know what you're saying?"

"This... this is impossible! Norman, this is too..."

"This is nothing short of a fantasy!"

Voices of doubt, exclamations, and sounds of disbelief rose one after another.

The expressions of the board members shifted drastically, their eyes filled with suspicion as they looked at Harry.

Cancer, the terminal illness that had plagued humanity for centuries, was being claimed as cured by a mere kid?

It sounded like a clumsy joke!

"Quiet!"

Norman Osborn slammed his hand on the table, his majestic gaze sweeping across the room.

The chaotic scene instantly fell silent.

"I know this sounds incredible,"

Norman said in a deep voice, "but the data does not lie."

Harry switched the projection content at the right moment, displaying sets of detailed experimental data, including animal studies and preliminary clinical trial reports.

Although the sample size was not large, the results were astonishingly consistent—cancer cells in every location had been eradicated.

The board members scrutinized the data on the screen, their skepticism gradually replaced by shock.

This data... was too perfect.

So perfect that it was hard to believe.

"Harry, this data is indeed... astonishing. However, there is a long road from the laboratory to actual clinical application. The risks are too great."

An elderly director with gold-rimmed glasses, who looked quite shrewd, pushed his glasses up, his tone cautious.

"That's right,"

another female director chimed in, "the ethical issues of this technology, safety verification, large-scale production... if any single link goes wrong, it could lead to the total ruin of the Osborn Group!"

"The investment is also a bottomless pit! We..."

"Enough."

Norman Osborn interrupted them once again.

He stood up, bracing his hands on the table, leaning forward slightly, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's.

"Risk? Since when has the Osborn Group ever been afraid of risk?"

"We are pioneers standing at the forefront of the era, not cowards trailing behind others to pick up breadcrumbs!"

"I think everyone here understands what this technology means once it succeeds!"

Norman's voice grew increasingly impassioned.

"It will completely change the destiny of humanity! And we, the Osborn Group, will become the leaders of this revolution!"

"We should give the young a chance! Give the future a chance!"

He took a deep breath and said with resonant conviction:

"I, Norman Osborn, am willing to bet everything I own on this project!"

"Whoa—"

At this, even Harry was stunned.

He looked at the near-fanatical gleam in his father's eyes, and waves of emotion stirred within his heart.

Although the technical data he provided was theoretically sound, there were indeed many technical details that needed to be perfected and verified before it could be applied in a real clinical setting.

He had originally assumed his father would provide, at most, financial and resource support, but he hadn't expected...

This courage, this trust...

Harry felt a complex mix of emotions.

With the full guarantee of Norman Osborn, the founder and largest shareholder, the other directors found it difficult to say anything more, even if they still harbored doubts.

As the founder, Norman's authority within the Osborn Group was deeply rooted, and besides, the project did not seem like a complete fantasy.

Furthermore, even if it failed in the end, there was someone willing to take responsibility...

And besides, if it succeeded, they would be making history...

In the end, faced with the temptation of such immense benefits, the project was approved by the board of directors.

Harry Osborn would receive the highest priority in resources and full support from the entire Osborn Group.

Two months later.

New York, Osborn Group headquarters, the scene of the press conference.

Camera flashes turned the room as bright as day, with countless reporters and cameras aimed at the podium.

Major global media outlets, experts and scholars in the field of biotechnology, and countless people watching the movements of the Osborn Group were all waiting.

Because the news released by the Osborn Group in advance was too shocking—they were going to announce a major achievement that would change the world.

Under the gaze of the masses, Harry Osborn, dressed in a well-fitted suit, walked calmly onto the podium.

Seeing Harry Osborn's overly youthful face, the crowd below let out gasps of surprise.

After stepping up, Harry Osborn adjusted the microphone and swept his gaze across the sea of people below.

The scene instantly fell silent, and everyone held their breath.

"Ladies and gentlemen..."

Harry's voice carried through the speakers across the entire venue, clear and powerful.

"Standing here today, I am going to announce something that will change our lives forever."

He paused slightly, emphasizing his tone.

"Today, we are going to change history..."

"Through the tireless efforts of the Osborn Group's research team, we have successfully developed a gene therapy."

"This therapy can precisely, efficiently, and safely repair cancerous genes within the human body."

He took a deep breath and said, enunciating every word:

"From this day forward, cancer will no longer be a terminal illness."

"Humanity will be completely free from the scourge of cancer!"

BOOM!!!

The entire press conference venue was like a detonated atomic bomb, instantly exploding into chaos!

Reporters surged forward like madmen, and countless questions poured in like a tidal wave!

"Mr. Osborn! Is this true?!"

"Have you really conquered cancer?!"

"This is incredible!"

"May I ask what the specific principle of this therapy is?"

"When will it be available on the market?!"

Harry raised his hand, signaling everyone to calm down.

"I know you all have many questions."

"In order for this great technology to benefit all of humanity as soon as possible, the Osborn Group has decided..."

"We will make the core technology patents for this cancer therapy public and open up production licensing!"

"The relevant research papers will also be published in major top-tier journals one after another!"

"We hope that scientific research institutions and pharmaceutical companies around the world will participate and work together to accelerate the popularization of this technology!"

Harry continued, thinking that the profits from this technology were simply too vast for the Osborn Group to swallow alone.

Monopolization would only bring endless trouble, so it was better to open it up proactively and become the leader in this field.

"We believe that by establishing an open technology platform and inviting global partners to join, we can perfect the technology at the fastest possible speed, reduce costs, and ensure this blessing truly reaches everyone who needs it."

This press conference was like a Category 12 hurricane, instantly sweeping across the globe!

All sectors of society were in an uproar!

"Has Osborn gone mad? Letting a young man stand up and announce that cancer has been conquered? Are they throwing away their bottom line just for attention?"—This was the first reaction of countless people.

"Grandstanding! It must be a gimmick! If cancer were so easy to conquer, it would have been conquered long ago!"—On the internet, voices of doubt and ridicule were overwhelming.

"Is the Osborn Group's stock price about to hit the limit down? How dare they make such a joke?"—The financial world generally held a pessimistic attitude.

But at the same time, different voices also emerged.

"Harry Osborn is a recognized genius! He earned two doctorates at just 17; maybe he really did pull it off?"

"I believe in the Osborn Group! They have no reason to joke about something like this!"

"If it's true... then it's simply a godsend! My mother can be saved!"

For a time, the whole world was completely boiling over because of this press conference held by Harry Osborn and the Osborn Group.

Debate, skepticism, anticipation, insults... all kinds of voices were intertwined.

The name Harry Osborn spread to every corner of the globe at an unprecedented speed.

Some placed him on a pedestal, calling him a "genius of the century" and a "medical savior."

Others cast him into hell, cursing him as a "liar" and a "clown grandstanding for attention."

Until...

The first batch of the Osborn Cancer Targeting Agent was officially released.

And, under the gaze of the world, it successfully cured the first publicly reported terminal cancer patient!

That was an elderly man who had been terminally ill and sentenced to death by his doctors.

But after receiving the Osborn gene therapy, the cancer cells in his body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his physiological indicators quickly returned to normal!

When the old man appeared on television, looking energetic and thanking Harry Osborn and the Osborn Group for giving him a second life...

The world completely boiled over!

The voices of doubt vanished without a trace in an instant!

Replacing them was a mountain-shaking, tsunami-like wave of praise and fanaticism!

"My God! It's real! They really did it!"

"Harry Osborn! He is a god!!"

"The Osborn Group has changed the world!"

"Quick! Go grab the medicine! If we're late, it'll be gone!"

Top pharmaceutical companies and medical institutions from all over the world, like sharks smelling blood, swarmed toward the Osborn Group, waving checkbooks and fighting over production licenses and cooperation agreements.

The evaluation of Harry Osborn from all walks of life instantly did a 180-degree turn, with a uniform tide of rave reviews!

"A giant pushing the development of the era!"

"A milestone in the history of human medicine!"

"The youngest Nobel Prize winner in the making!"

Accolades poured in like a tide.

The market value of the Osborn Group soared like a rocket, climbing step by step at an unprecedented and terrifying speed, breaking one record after another!

And in a corner of the world.

Deep inside a secret base filled with dim lights, cold metal, and advanced instruments.

Stryker sat in front of a computer with a gloomy expression.

Displayed on the screen were the detailed papers of the technology that Harry Osborn's team had been publishing.

Stryker's gaze was fixed intently on the complex gene sequences and technical diagrams on the screen.

His fingers tapped the desk unconsciously, his eyes shifting as he fell into deep thought.

This young Osborn... and this technology...

Perhaps... it could be used for something else...