Connor's body, which was already a little weak just a moment ago, surged out of a new force. In any case, his hard work must be preserved. Unlike Norman's selfish bastard, his own private research is enough to benefit all of humanity.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little resistant to what Norman had just said. Yes, he was an employee of the Osborne Group, but before that, he was a human being. That's enough money to spend on a talented team. Norman, however, wanted to use so many resources to complete a study with only two beneficiaries.

Copying all the data on his computer to a personal hard drive, Dr. Connor's gaze turned to his desk. After hesitating for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

He removed the lamp on the table, revealing a small hole underneath it. Connor stuck his finger in and waited patiently for a few seconds for the fingerprint reader hidden in the cave to finish scanning.

"Drip."

An inaudible electronic sound came to mind, and a metal plate at the back of the table was lifted, revealing a hidden secret door underneath. Connor typed the fourteen-digit code into it, and the secret door opened.

The space under this secret door is small, probably only a little more than a pencil case. But the hidden content in it is not enough to describe it as worth a thousand gold. Two pills, less than ten milliliters, lay quietly inside, one pale green and the other black-red. If sold, each of these two bottles could sell on the black market for a sky-high price for a Boeing plane.

This is the work of his life's research.

His dream is nothing more than to be able to heal his broken arm, and to make all those who have a fate similar to him not have to suffer due to physical defects. And his idea of how to accomplish this has always been clear: genetic grafting.

By transferring the abilities of other species to the human body, many difficult problems that people are helpless will naturally be solved. However, this theory is easy to say, but it is difficult to do. The genes of living organisms are not so easy to change, especially after the individual has completely entered the mature body. His early subjects often died of painful cancers due to broken gene chains.

As early as World War II, there was a drug that was enough to change the most basic genetic sequence of human beings. Super Soldier Serum, this super-era technology has long been the first superhero in this world. So when he learned that the Osborne group wanted to recruit him because he needed to replicate some of the properties of the potion, he didn't hesitate to say yes.

And now... Success is so close to you...

Dr. Connor picked up the green potion, and after a moment's hesitation, he gritted his teeth. Placing it in the syringe, he aimed the needle at the blood vessel in his arm and plunged it straight down.

Under the influence of the syringe's own pressurer, the potion in the bottle was slowly but surely injected into his veins. At that moment, Connor only felt a warm current surging through his body, and in the next moment, the warmth suddenly turned into a hot burning sensation. Connor covered his mouth, trying not to let out the pain.

Luckily, the burning sensation came and went quickly. Less than five seconds later, Connor's tense body relaxed, and he collapsed limply in his chair. He subconsciously glanced at his severed arm, but what he saw still disappointed him.

No, it will take at least seventy-two hours for this thing to take effect. Wait a little longer, haven't all the previous test subjects succeeded?

Connor quickly adjusted his mindset. He still has a lot to do now. First of all, it is natural to cover it all up. After all, he didn't want to humiliate Osborne's behemoth head-on. Norman. Osborne was dying, but it was better to be careful before he took his last breath.

The rest of the potion...

Connor looked at the black-red potion, a little more hesitant in his heart. Now that he has been injected with his own version of the genetic drug, it is obvious that this one is not so important. But if he destroyed it, he couldn't bear it. After all, this is the last fruit of his friend's legacy...

Just then, there was a knock on the door of his office. Connor quickly adjusted his posture and hid the black and red potion in his pocket before answering the visitor outside the door.

"Please come in."

A blonde girl walked into the office, holding a stack of papers that he needed to look at. Gwen. Stacy, the girl who had been his assistant for a year, was one of the most rigorous and intelligent people he had ever met. Although she hasn't even graduated from high school now, with her abilities, she has already helped the lab a lot.

"Here's Hank's observation this morning." Gwen placed the papers on Connor's desk. "I heard you have other things to do with me?"

"That's right." Connor pulled an envelope from his drawer and handed it to Gwen, who was still confused. When Ge Wen saw the school emblem printed on the envelope, her eyes suddenly became shocked. "I mentioned you to a couple of my old friends. They all expressed interest in you and wanted to meet you. ”

After being stunned for a long time, Gewen stepped forward. Her hand trembled a little, and after taking the envelope, she clutched it in her palm, as if it were afraid that it would fly.

"This—" She tried to regain her composure, but anyone could hear the nervousness and incredulity she expected. Is this what it is...? ”

"That's right." Connor chuckled softly. "A special invitation from the University of Cambridge. Regardless of your final college entrance examination score, as long as you have this letter of recommendation, you can become a student at the University of Cambridge and enjoy a certain scholarship subsidy. ”

"I—" Although she had already prepared a little in her heart, she glanced at the envelope in her hand in disbelief and covered her mouth to prevent the exclamation from blurting out. Her chest heaved a few times before she was forced to calm down by her own self-control.

"Congratulations." Connor looked at Gwen with a smile, satisfied as well. The talent of the girl in front of me is quite amazing, and if you grow up in a suitable environment, your future achievements will definitely not be below you.

"Thank you!" Gwen bent down towards Connor and bowed to Connor very solemnly. Looking at her pretending to be calm, but acting completely different from her usual serious appearance, the corners of Connor's mouth couldn't help but hook a little more.

Wait a minute... This might be a good choice.

A flash of inspiration flashed through George's mind. Without moving, he took the black and red potion out of his pocket, and then put it in a decorative container without Gwen noticing.

Wish... It's not going to get her in trouble, is it?

"I have a gift for you." Connor said to Gwen, but in her excitement, she didn't realize that there was a little more guilt in Dr. Connor's tone.