Alvin listened to several researchers ramble on and on in the marine laboratory at Jurassic World. Then, utterly bewildered, he made his way to the area where they secured sharks to extract their brain fluid.
Shark Expert Carter Black was preparing sea mounts for the children. Frank and Alvin would serve as the drivers, taking the kids out for a spin on the water.
Seeing Alvin's puzzled expression, Carter Black greeted him with a smile. "Looks like Mr. Battleaxe has run into a problem?"
Alvin hauled Nick back up after he'd dipped his Nanotech Prosthesis into the sea, trying to catch something. Then he gave little Ginny, who was swinging her short legs in an attempt to copy him, a fierce look. Finally, he turned to Carter Black. "You won't believe it. I just wanted to ask how the lab was coming along...
But those people talked for half an hour, and the only phrase I understood was 'we're short on funds.'
Do they always talk like that? How have they managed to survive in society this long?"
Carter Black tightened the saddle on the shark's back and said with a smile, "They only talk like that when they're short on money. They use impressive-sounding words to make you think they know what they're talking about, then ask for more funding.
It's a standard trick among researchers, though they don't realize it only works on people who don't know any better.
That's why they're researchers instead of Norman Osborn."
As he spoke, Carter Black pulled a phone Alvin recognized from the pocket of his black wetsuit. "This is what science is all about: simpler, smarter, and closer to everyday life.
Only things that ordinary people like and can't live without can make the big money."
Alvin stepped forward excitedly and