Five hundred million dollars, transferred within twenty-four hours in the form of bearer Swiss bank bonds.
The complete design blueprints for Oscorp's latest "Mark-3" single-soldier flying skateboard, including material formulas and its energy system.
All source code and experimental data for Oscorp Industrial Neuron Connection Technology, used for human-machine interaction.
"Money first, then you live," Lynn said flatly. "You have no room to bargain."
Faced with the threat of death and the unfathomable man before him, who seemed like a demon god—
All of Norman Osborn's pride and dignity were crushed to dust.
With trembling hands, he picked up his encrypted phone in front of Lynn.
He called his chief financial officer and, in a hoarse voice, completed the largest and most humiliating asset transfer of his life.
Underground operating room.
The air was thick with the cold scent of metal and medicine.
Norman Osborn was firmly secured to the operating table, his limbs and torso locked down by specially made alloy restraints.
This was not Lynn's usual procedure. After witnessing Lynn's terrifying strength, Norman had requested it himself out of fear that he might lose control.
Standing beside the operating table, Lynn used a precision microfluidic chip to formulate a genetic stabilizer on the spot.
Rather than using the complete antidote directly, he had designed a brand-new, improved stabilizer based on All-Things Diagnosis's analysis.
Not only could this stabilizer repair Norman's broken gene chains, it would also leave a backdoor inside his body—a genetic switch that only Lynn knew how to activate.
That meant Norman Osborn's life—
From this day onward, would forever be in Lynn's grasp.
"It might hurt a little. Bear with it," Lynn said, picking up a syringe thicker than an adult's arm, its needle glinting coldly under the light.
The stabilizer had to be injected