Lizard Monster Is Here

Cross-Species Gene Fusion Technology had already entered the human experimentation stage as long as he could inject that vial of gene serum fused with lizard DNA.

His arm might grow back, yes, as long as he got that vial of serum, he could recover his health.

Gwen, Harry, and Loren would no longer look at him with sympathetic gazes, and he, Peter Parker, did not need anyone's pity.

In the dim hallway, Peter Parker muttered to himself as he cautiously and quickly walked toward the laboratory.

His expression was ferocious and terrifying, just like someone gone mad, making him look very frightening.

If his three good friends were here right now, they probably wouldn't even recognize him.

Although the original Peter couldn't be described as particularly full of positive energy, he at least held wonderful aspirations for the future.

And every day he studied hard and participated in academic research, trying to break away from his current social circle and thus become an elite individual.

Ever since he lost his right arm, however, his life had fallen into hell, and he couldn't even manage trivial matters like brushing his teeth and washing his face.

Let alone holding a pen to write and conduct research; of course, if he was willing to practice hard with his left hand, he would get used to it given enough time.

Yet this process was incomparably painful and agonizing, and it wasn't that he hadn't tried, but rather that he simply couldn't persevere.

Because he possessed a strong sense of unwillingness deep within his heart, and he couldn't accept the reality that he was going to become a disabled person for the rest of his life.

Therefore, for the past month or so, he thought incessantly about how to restore his fully functioning body.

And