The warm sunlight shines through the clouds and over the ground, and on the spacious lawns, researchers in their uniforms walk back and forth, enjoying champagne and barbecue on long tables.

It was an open-air reception to celebrate the official opening of the laboratory, and at the suggestion of Sean himself, the waiters arranged the tables and chairs, arranged the dishes, and set up the grills, and in this sunny weather, Ambrella's staff enjoyed the benefits of the young boss with a happy mood.

The new laboratory is a towering minaret-like building, like the majestic tomb of the ancient Egyptian pharaohs, made of high-strength glass and supported by a steel beam structure that looks like a glittering crystal palace when the sun shines through the glass dome on a clear day.

The exterior is also fully constructed, with underground parking, a wide apron, and a number of other leisure facilities and entertainment venues.

The lab, named Ambrera, used up almost all of Sean's funds, and if it weren't for Wesley's control of many of Hell's Kitchen's businesses and the covert support of the Hand Club, I'm afraid he, the youngest billionaire at New York University, would have fallen into a dilemma of breaking the financial chain.

Sean wants to build a world-class scientific research institution, so he needs a world-class scientific research team, and he left the recruitment of personnel to Dr. Connors, and he gave a list of outstanding scientists he remembered, and the net has been cast, and I don't know how many big fish can be caught.

The effort is huge, and the harvest is naturally satisfying, Sean stands on the lawn in a suit, holding a glass of champagne in his hand, as if admiring a wonderful painting, looking up slightly at the dazzling laboratory building.

A sense of satisfaction springs from the bottom of his heart, this magnificent pyramid-like building, which is completely Sean's private palace, is where he will take his first steps in his career.

"It feels like watching your own child, from its first cry when it is born, to learning to walk, growing into an adult, into a strong young man......" Connors dressed formally, sipping down the champagne from his glass.

This usually taciturn middle-aged scientist, perhaps stimulated by alcohol, or because of the excitement in his heart, has changed his previous rigidity and become extremely talkative.

"Doctor, I thought you would be hiding in the lab at this time, and I heard that the research on cross-species genetics has reached a critical stage?" Sean patted Connors on the shoulder and asked affectionately.

"I wasn't used to this kind of occasion before, but today is different, it's the most beautiful moment of my life, and I have to be there." Connors looked at his empty sleeve and said with a lot of emotion, "I also want to thank the Dr. Helen Zhao you recommended, she is indeed the best biologist I have ever met, and cross-species inheritance will speed up a lot with her participation." ”

"Apart from Dr. Helen Cho from South Korea, is there anyone else who has given an answer?"

Sean and Connors sat under the white parasols they had set up, the mellow aroma of wine wafted in the air, the soothing and quiet music flowed quietly, and they felt the warm afternoon sun, which couldn't help but make people indulge in the beautiful atmosphere at this time.

"The young genius who graduated from Columbia University, Reed Richards, turned down Ambrera's offer, and in fact he was not suitable for us, observing cosmic storms, collecting data on those raging and chaotic ray streams, and then cracking the code of human genes, regardless of the prospects of this project, its upfront investment is too huge, not only does it require unimaginable huge sums of money, but it also has to lease a spacecraft from the space agency and go to space in person......"

Connors shook his head, he was not at all optimistic about the experimental project of the famous genius Reed Richards, which was full of too many variables, the probability of failure was extremely high, and from an investor's point of view, there was not much profit margin and value.

"Well, Mr. Richards is out." Sean smiled faintly, it was a pity that he didn't bring the future Mr. Fantastic under his banner, "What about that Dr. Otto Octavis, I remember that he is an independent scientist, and he should be interested in the invitation of scientific research institutions." ”

Independent scientists, which generally mean a lack of funding and experimental equipment, rarely refuse to join a new scientific research institution.

"Dr. Otto is still thinking about it. Do you have an idea to enter the energy sector? Connors asked, confused.

At present, the Ambrera laboratory is carrying out biomedical research projects, such as the development of genetic drugs, cross-species inheritance, and Dr. Otto, a famous nuclear physicist specializing in atomic energy, seems to be conducting theoretical research on artificial suns in recent years, preparing to develop a new energy source that is cheap and efficient.

"No, I'm just interested in his new energy source." Sean whispered that Mr. Fantastic might be able to let it go, but Doctor Octopus had to hold it in his hand.

Dr. Otto, who was bent on creating a new type of energy, lost his beloved wife due to a failed nuclear fusion accident in the original timeline, and he gradually lost his mind because he became one with the mechanical tentacles controlled by artificial intelligence. Since then, the brilliant scientist Otto has become a dangerous supercriminal, known as "Doctor Octopus"!

"I'll keep in touch with Dr. Otto, but the people on your list are from all walks of life, and even if they join Ambrera, they won't be able to play their part."

Connors tactfully reminded that he was afraid that Sean's sudden rise to fame at a young age and his sudden accolades and praise would make the gentle and humble young man lose himself.

The scientific community has always been a place where results are valued, relying on temporary fame or research results can not stand for a long time, why Tony Stark is called a genius, because he can always throw out one novel theory after another, whether it is in high-tech weapons, or artificial intelligence research and development and many other fields, he can be called an absolute authority.

"For example, this Ms. Maya Hansen, who is a botanist, and Eric-Serveg, who studies astrophysics, may be very capable in their field of expertise, but they are not a good fit for Ambrera."

This emerging laboratory is still a young baby who has not yet grown up, and if it steps too fast, it may fall hard.

Listening to Dr. Connors's kind admonition, Sean didn't explain too much, this one-armed middle-aged man who originally had the title of "Dr. Lizard" had been pulled into Ambrera's chariot, and all he had to do was to gather more people under his command and let them use their outstanding scientific research abilities to serve the ideas in their heads.

In this dangerous and wonderful world, the power of technology cannot be ignored, and the future Iron Man is the best example, the mortal Tony Stark, with that genius brain, designed the constantly improving Mark series armor, and even can compete with powerful monsters like Hulk.

"Doctors, they are all outstanding people, and our goal is to make Ambrera the best scientific institution in the world, so naturally we need the best team, and the people on this list are solid cornerstones to achieve our future blueprint."

Sean looked at the crowd on the lawn, his gaze beyond the green forest in the distance, and his eyes were deep: "Don't think about stopping, we have more." ”