"Lock him up, cut him off again when his hand is ready, when he wants to sign, and when he will let him out."

Mawson commanded indifferently.

Within a few days, Norman Osborne, who had been tortured repeatedly, completely succumbed.

"You devil!"

"You don't want to die!" He cursed loudly.

Mawson didn't care, patted Norman Osborne on the shoulder, "Go and sign, when it's all over, I'll give you a good time." ”

Or......

"How many more years will you live?"

Looking at the smile on Mawson's lips, Norman Osborne completely collapsed, he closed his mouth tightly, and obediently signed all the documents.

"Mawson ......"

"Why don't you put your name on it?" After a moment's hesitation, Dr. Connors asked.

The ultimate beneficiary of Norman Osborn's estate was not Mawson, but Dr. Connors.

He is destined to be a passerby to this world, and no amount of possessions means anything to him.

Mawson didn't explain either, but Dr. Connors was grateful.

Having become the number one shareholder of Osborne Industries, other forces on Wall Street were not satisfied and tried in every way to obstruct Dr. Connors from the board of directors of Osborne Industries.

But only one night passed.

All opposition was gone.

Because they are all dead.

didn't have time to argue with them, Mawson directly and violently ran over the past, and all the ill-intentioned investors were cleared out by him, which shocked the entire Wall Street.

For a while, no investor dared to come to the door again.

But it didn't take long for a new agent from Osborne Industries to be quietly released.

Private customization, super physique and regenerative ability, although the finished product has been weakened several times compared to the original, it still caused a shock in the upper class.

Everyone invariably forgot about the bloody incident, which broke the door of Osborne Industries, countless collaborations followed, and various capitals handed olive branches.

Osborne Industries' stock soared, becoming a miracle in the industry.

Osborne Industries' underground laboratory.

"How?" Mawson asked.

"There is a lot of information, and I am absorbing and learning." With an eye peeking out of his right hand, Mawson was browsing the information on his computer.

The speed at which the data flashes on the computer is frighteningly fast, and ordinary people may not be able to capture any of the handwriting on it.

"How long will it take?"

Ryoko Tamiya broke away from the state of learning, "My knowledge is being renovated every day, and the speed of learning is getting faster and faster. But the data you gave me is so huge that even if my ability is increased tenfold, I won't be able to eat so much in a short period of time. ”

Mawson sighed.

It's that he's a little too greedy.

For him, Tamiya Ryoko is like a special biological computer, but this biological computer is still in a relatively low-level state, not to mention the knowledge of the entire human race, which is the most subtle branch of it, and it is not something that the current Tamiya Ryoko can carry.

"Then record a few important experimental data to ensure that we can produce it ourselves when the technology is sufficient." Mawson nodded emphatically at the Green Goblin armor on it.

"Especially this flying skateboard."

Although his current strength is strong, he lacks the corresponding anti-air combat capability, and if he can make up for this shortcoming, then his comprehensive strength can be further improved.

"Okay." Ryoko Tamiya threw herself back into her studies.

Without thinking about the meaning of the existence of bullshit, Ryoko Tamiya puts all her energy into the ocean of knowledge, her curiosity and desire for knowledge are stimulated to the maximum, and the speed of growth is far beyond imagination.

"How's the experiment going?" Moson asked via a communication device.

"It's tricky." Dr. Connors looked decadent, and even the little right beside him was a little cowardly.

"Mr. Mawson, your DNA sequence is really special, and the experiment is progressing very slowly."

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a monster with his current physical fitness, and he must be different from ordinary people.

"With the current technology, although the serum produced can improve your regeneration ability, it will definitely not be able to reach the rebirth rate of ordinary people."

Dr. Connors looked distressed.

"Okay then, you can first study the serum that can improve my regeneration ability, and as for the effect, wait until the finished product comes out." There was no way, and Mawson had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.

With his current perverted physical fitness, if he wants to gain the ability to regenerate severed limbs, he probably has to focus on genetic chimeric drugs.

Although the formula is simple, it is truly ultra-high-tech.

It's a pity that without the Awakening Elixir, the Gene Chimeric Elixir is useless at all.

Although the technology in the real world is advanced, it is basically still within the scope of understanding, and only the relevant technology and legendary transformation of the Yuan Energy Warrior make Mawson a little confused.

Time passes.

Mawson wears a pair of alloy leggings on his feet, metal wraps around his calves and feet, and the induction system on them automatically attaches to the skateboard.

The visor on his helmet fell, rows of data flowed on it, and with a thought, the skateboard soared into the air as he followed a special passage into the night sky of Manhattan.

I couldn't feel the wind outside, the scenery flew by, and Mawson rolled up and down excitedly.

"Haha, that's what it's like to fly!"

"If this thing could be brought into mission space at will...... It's perfect. He thought with a little regret.

"Whoosh!"

A sturdy figure passed by, and Peter Parker jumped onto the roof of a nearby building.

"Harry!"

He recognized the skateboard under Mawson's feet and mistook him for Harry Osborne.

The visor peels off, revealing Mawson's true face.

"It's ...... you"

Seeing Mawson, Peter's tense body relaxed.

Betrayed by his best friend, Peter's pain can be imagined, but from that day on, he completely lost the news of Harry Osborne.

"Did you already know who I really am? Who are you? Peter asked the doubts in his mind.

"You can call me Mawson."

"As for how I found out who you are, that's another story, and you can visit the abandoned Roosevelt Station if you have time."

"I think I owe you an apology all along...... And ......" Peter Parker hesitated.

"Do you think my behavior is ridiculous?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I want to do what I can to make this city a little better, but sometimes I think, if you're really a criminal, what am I going to do with you?" He said with some dejection.

"Even if it's not you, what will I do if there are more powerful criminals in this city?"

"There's no need to think so."

Mawson jumped off the aircraft and stood side by side with Peter Parker.

Because of Mawson's interference, Peter's confidence, which has not yet grown up, has been frustrated, and his state at this time is somewhat similar to Iron Man after the Battle of New York.

Doubting himself and thirsting for power, but when he begins to pursue great power by any means, he will lose himself and cause another turmoil.

Unlike Mawson, he has a heroic heart and carries more responsibilities.

Mawson, who was not a spiritual mentor and couldn't make much sense, patted Peter on the shoulder and pointed to bustling New York City in the night breeze.

"Don't worry, you're not alone."

In the brilliant lights, every bit of light represents a family, and every family has become the force behind Peter, who seems to understand something, and nods vigorously.

"You're right."

"I'm Spider-Man!"