Towards evening, the headquarters building of the Osborne Group, the Laboratory of Cross-Species Genomics.

"Cross-species genetics are starting to work, and I used the lizard's DNA to help Freddy's leg regenerate!"

Dr. Curt Connors introduced the progress of his experiment, his calm tone was filled with a faint excitement, and with Peter Parker's most critical decay algorithm, his experiment was finally close to success.

By this time, the employees of the Osborne Group had already left work, and the only one standing next to Dr. Connors was a black man in a suit.

This black man is supposed to be of mixed race, and he looks more like an Asian than other black people, except that his skin is a little dark.

He is the spokesperson of Norman Osborne in the group, and Norman Osborne, who is already seriously ill in bed, is through him to control the group, and the power can be said to be comparable to the board of directors, after all, most of the shares of the group are still in the hands of Norman Osborne.

"It's a miracle!"

The black agent looked at the little mouse named Freddy in the pet cage in a flat tone.

"No, it's the success of hard work, and hope, that we're one step closer to primate experiments......"

Dr. Connors, apparently not wanting a 'miracle' to undo his efforts, raised his hand to interrupt the black agent's words.

"Mr. Norman doesn't have time to wait for you to take small steps!"

The black agent also interrupted Dr. Connors.

"Small steps?"

Connors was clearly unhappy with the adjective.

"I just wanted to say he can't wait!"

The black agent stated calmly.

"But he must be patient, unless he wants to be a guinea pig!"

Dr. Connors frowned.

The black agent casually picked up the GM drug on the test bench: "That's not what I said, I meant ...... It's time for you to conduct human trials ahead of time, right now! ”

"Impossible, our previous goal was to develop it into a universal drug, but in fact we have gone into the misunderstanding that genetic modification is not universal."

Dr. Connors frowned and shook his head: "This serum is only suitable for mice, or even only for Freddy, if you want to apply it to the human body, you have to adjust the calculation of the drug from scratch, and everyone's genes are different...... It's going to take a long time! ”

"Then he is certain to die?"

The black agent's face turned cold.

Although he didn't know much about science, he understood what Connors meant, having worked with the cross-species genetics laboratory for a long time.

The current experimental process has only been successful in mice, and cannot be applied to other organisms, and Norman Osborne's treatment must at least go through many primate experiments and human experiments to ensure safety and success rate.

Even more than that, even if it was completed, the potion would have to be fine-tuned to adapt to Norman Osborne's genes, and the time span was too long, to the extent that Norman Osborne couldn't wait at all.

"People always die, even Norman Osborne."

Dr. Connors began to pack his things and get ready to leave work unimpressed, he was a pure scientist, and the purpose of the experiment was not just to treat someone, and he didn't care whether Norman Osborn was dead or alive.

"Curt ~Connors~"

A low, frail, yet angry, hoarse voice rang out abruptly, not from someone but from the speakers attached to the camera mounted on the ceiling.

"Norman!"

Connors looked up.

"That's how Richard Parker is, and so are you now......"

Norman Osborne's hoarse voice continued to be heard from the speakers, even if the words were intermittent and the voice of the ventilator, it still exuded the power of a long-lived person.

"Each time you give me hope, and at the end you give me even more despair...... Don't forget that my research is funded by me, and your experiments are mine! ”

Norman Osborne, lying on the other side of the hospital bed, roared in an almost frenzied rage, he was on the verge of collapse, both physically and mentally.

At this moment, he is no longer a scheming successful businessman, but now he is just a madman who has completely collapsed under the pressure of the fear of death for a long time.

After roaring for a long time, perhaps venting enough, the voice in the speaker was silent for a moment, and then there were words that were so calm that they made people feel chilled all over their bodies.

"Rada, directly conduct human experiments, doesn't he want me to die, directly test the medicine with him, and his disabled comrades-in-arms I think are also good materials, I will arrange for others to go to the veterans' hospital to take over the experiment."

Norman Osborne's voice became hoarse and cruel, and he burst into a nervous laugh after saying that.

"You...... No! ”

The look on Dr. Connors' face turned horrified and incredulous.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he struggled, it was useless, and the weak constitution that had been in the laboratory for a long time was no match for the sturdy black agent.

Hearing Norman Osborne's order, the black agent directly grabbed Connors with a blank face, picked up the potion injection gun next to him, and injected an entire tube of lizard modification serum into Dr. Connors's body.

Immediately, the black agent no longer cared about Curt Connors, who was struggling on the ground, and directly picked up the remaining modified serum and the backup experimental data and pushed the door away.

"No, Norman, you can't do that!"

Dr. Connors, who was struggling in pain like a lobster on the ground, stretched out his hand weakly and roared angrily, he knew better than anyone the consequences of injecting this serum, genetic collapse was just a trivial matter, once a large number of mutant monsters were born because of genetic mutations, the consequences were unimaginable.

Unfortunately, his roar was so weak, and the only thing that answered him was the footsteps of the black agent fading away and the nervous laughter of Norman Osborne.

"You can't do that...... Can't ......"

A strong feeling of dizziness followed like a tidal wave, and he muttered unconsciously in his mouth, and Curt Connors's consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally he fell into a deep sleep.