Chakra Scalpel

Seven in the morning.

At Gwen's urging, Roy used Flying Thunder God to send Gwen home.

After sending Gwen home, he used Flying Thunder God again and teleported back to the bedroom in the villa.

He went to the bathroom to freshen up, changed into clean clothes, then opened his status panel and looked over the description of Mystical Palm Technique under the ninjutsu section.

[Mystical Palm Technique: A-rank medical ninjutsu (Tsunade version). By releasing chakra from the palms, it accelerates wound healing and treats the target's injuries or illnesses. The amount of chakra output can be precisely adjusted according to the target's condition. Excessive use will damage the patient's normal circulatory system and cause the patient to fall unconscious.]

Not bad!

Roy nodded in satisfaction.

The Mystical Palm Technique rewarded by the system was no different from the one he remembered.

Mystical Palm Technique could not be used in battle. It could only be used to heal himself and others.

But that did nothing to diminish his satisfaction with it.

Because the appearance of Mystical Palm Technique made up for his shortcoming of knowing only how to kill, not how to heal or save people.

After closing the status panel, he raised his right hand without hesitation and immediately performed Mystical Palm Technique.

Without any effort, he successfully performed Mystical Palm Technique, releasing green chakra from his right hand.

Green was not the original color of his chakra. It was a change brought about by performing Mystical Palm Technique.

No matter who used Mystical Palm Technique, the chakra they released would turn green.

As for why it was green instead of the standard blue or some other color, it was probably because the creator of Mystical Palm Technique thought green suited medical ninjutsu better.

After briefly sensing the healing chakra released from his right hand, Roy stopped using Mystical Palm Technique.

At the same time, an A-rank medical ninjutsu on the same level as Mystical Palm Technique flashed through his mind.

Chakra Scalpel!

By precisely controlling chakra and making it tangible, one could form a thin blade-like energy construct in the palm to serve as a scalpel. It could cut inside the target's body without damaging the target's surface tissue.

If there was enough chakra, Chakra Scalpel could even be extended indefinitely.

Besides saving people, Chakra Scalpel could also be used in combat, severing an enemy's muscle tissue or nervous system and inflicting damage.

After recalling the information about Chakra Scalpel, Roy quickly made a decision.

He would develop Chakra Scalpel himself!

He was not a medical ninja. Before obtaining Mystical Palm Technique, his medical knowledge had been no better than that of an ordinary person.

To ensure that he could successfully perform Tsunade's version of Mystical Palm Technique, the system had also given him a great deal of medical knowledge, allowing him to meet the prerequisite of possessing a certain level of medical knowledge needed to use Chakra Scalpel.

Back to Chakra Scalpel.

Chakra Scalpel and Mystical Palm Technique operated on different principles and produced completely different effects.

But both A-rank medical ninjutsu required precise chakra output through the palms and into the target's body.

The only difference was that one released chakra with healing effects, while the other released chakra with destructive effects.

Having made up his mind, Roy first went to the dining room outside for breakfast.

Afterward, he returned to the villa's study and began developing Chakra Scalpel.

Time flew by.

Before he knew it, three months had passed.

During those three months, Roy maintained his previous lifestyle.

He enjoyed the decadent capitalist life.

He took on commissions that interested him.

He trained and developed ninjutsu.

He dated Gwen.

He occasionally deepened his relationship with Natasha.

Besides that, he also went to Los Angeles several times to attend parties hosted by Tony.

Perhaps to prove that his preferences were perfectly normal, Tony invited a whole host of gorgeous women in sexy outfits to every party.

It had to be said that, as an old-school playboy, Tony's parties were truly a paradise for men.

That evening.

After having dinner with Gwen at a Michelin restaurant, Roy drove his Maybach fast enough to outrun Nibelung and brought her, now a college student, to Flushing in Queens for the opening ceremony of the Stark Industries Expo.

After several months of preparation, the opening ceremony of the Stark Industries Expo was being held that night as scheduled.

As a director of Stark Industries, he had received an invitation long ago.

After parking the car, he and Gwen, dressed in a black custom-tailored suit and a dark blue evening gown respectively, got out and followed the staff through the VIP entrance to the guest area of the opening ceremony.

Besides being open to the general public, that night's opening ceremony had also invited many of New York's influential figures.

Such as the Mayor of New York, senators, Norman Osborn, Justin Hammer, Kingpin, and others.

The guest area was located in a building beside the stage. Its elevated position and enormous floor-to-ceiling windows offered an unobstructed view of both the stage and the main venue.

Compared with the noisy, shoulder-to-shoulder main venue, the guest area felt like an entirely different world.

Spacious, quiet, and comfortable.

As soon as he arrived in the guest area, several other Stark Industries board members approached Roy with their respective female companions to greet him.

He did not own a particularly large number of shares, and he had not been on the board for very long.

But that did not affect the voting power he possessed in the slightest.

Speaking of which, Tony had to be mentioned.

Tony was the chairman and held absolute control over Stark Industries, but he was not a particularly qualified chairman.

To say nothing else, during the past few months, he had attended only one board meeting as chairman.

That was the one when Roy joined the board.

Since then, Tony had never attended another board meeting and sent Pepper as his representative every time.

Although she represented Tony, Pepper was not a board member herself. She was merely Tony's personal secretary, with no voting rights, responsible only for conveying Tony's opinions and the results of the meetings.

Roy did not attend every meeting either.

But compared to Tony, who might not attend even once in a year or two, Roy was exceptionally diligent.

Not long after greeting those directors, Norman approached Roy and Gwen with Harry and Mary Jane.

There was nothing much to say about Norman and Harry's attire. Both wore expensive custom-tailored suits.

As for Mary Jane, she wore a black evening gown.

Unlike Gwen, Harry, and Peter, Mary Jane had not chosen to continue attending college. Instead, just like in the movies, she had pursued her dream of becoming an actress.

However, as far as Roy knew, her acting dream had not been progressing particularly well. She was only playing minor roles in Broadway stage productions and had yet to land any worthwhile part.

Very soon, Norman and the other two arrived in front of Roy and Gwen.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Norman said to Roy, "Would it be convenient to have a private chat?"

"Sure."

Roy nodded, then turned to Gwen and said, "Wait here for me. I'll be back soon."

"Okay," Gwen promptly responded.

After speaking to Gwen, Roy and Norman walked over to the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows.

"I found an excellent researcher, restarted the Cross-Species Genetics Project, and had him take over Connors' research."

Norman raised a hand to summon a waiter, took two glasses of red wine from the tray the waiter carried, and handed one to Roy.

"What does that have to do with me?"

Roy accepted the wine, took a sip, and looked calmly at Norman.

"I don't know why you let Connors go, but if you're interested in the Cross-Species Genetics Project too, I'd like to invite you to develop it with me."

Norman did not beat around the bush and stated his purpose directly.

"First, I'm not a scientist."

"Second, I'm not interested in this project."

Although he had no idea what Norman was planning, Roy rejected him without a second thought.

Others might not know, but Roy had not forgotten that Norman could enter a deranged state at any moment because of the side effects of the Physical Enhancement Drug.

Norman in that deranged state would not be strong enough to threaten him, but Roy could not think of any reason to work with someone who could turn into a madman at any time.