Chapter 64: The Battle for Osborne (6)

"Why don't you go straight to human experiments?"

Such a crazy idea popped into Norman's head.

"Computers can't realistically simulate changes in the human body, and the safety of rat experiments has already shown that it can be used......"

But the scientist's instinct stopped Norman's madness, "No, no, no, I can't joke with my life, but where can I find human experiments?" Even if it is found, the human test subject becomes a superman, and the initiative is not in the hands of that superman? ”

Norman's mind struggled violently, but his hand unconsciously touched a finished serum.

"This is the last one, either inject the rats, monkeys, or ......"

Norman's heart was obviously resisting, but his hand unconsciously opened the needle, rolled up his sleeve, and did not react until he felt a stinging pain in his arm.

"What am I doing?"

Norman suddenly came to his senses and trembled with fright.

The needle had been inserted into the vessel, and as soon as he pushed hard, the serum would be injected into his body.

He sat still, not understanding why he had come this far.

School...... Entrepreneurship...... Obviously everything is going well, why......

Bullseye watched behind Norman, and seeing that Norman had been sitting still, as if thinking, he seized the opportunity without hesitation.

He drew his dagger and waved his arm, making a slight slash at Norman's neck.

The aorta is cut, and Norman's blood splatters out.

Through the reflection of the monitor, Norman saw a man wearing a hood.

At the last moment before losing consciousness, Norman pressed the injection button.

The serum was injected into Norman's body.

"Tut-tut, that's not going to work."

Bullseye was quick and drew a short sword from his thigh, directly cutting off Norman's left arm injected with serum.

"I've read countless films, and I've seen too many episodes of the protagonist injecting various drugs before he dies and then genetically mutating to kill his opponent." Bullseye picked up his severed left arm and threw it hard into the corner of the lab, "I'm not going to give you this chance, sorry." ”

Norman fell from his chair to the ground, the blood spurting from his arteries weakened, and signs of life had disappeared from his body.

All around were all kinds of experiments, alive and dead, some miserable, some still alive.

Bullseye's mind flashed through some images of movies and comics again.

"No, I can't give him the slightest chance to mutate, I'd better set it on fire."

"Alcoholic alcohol...... How can there be no alcohol in the lab......"

Bullseye circled around the worktop and saw a white plastic bucket.

"Let me see." Bullseye held the plastic bucket in his hand, "There's a chemical formula here...... You're numb, you can't read it, twist the lid and smell it......"

He took a deep breath and said, "Whew...... Uh-uh...... A little dizzy......"

The bullseye stumbled and hit the table, and the plastic bucket in his hand fell to the ground.

A clear liquid flowed down the ground.

It flowed to the base of the broken arm and infected the fractured surface.

The arm, which was gradually starting to stiffen, suddenly moved.

Soon, the five fingers suddenly bent and worked together in one direction.

The broken arm quickly crawled towards Norman's corpse.

When the wound came into contact, the serum also traveled through the blood vessels and bones throughout Norman's body.

After an electric shock-like convulsion, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, the originally unbelievable expression on Norman's face suddenly distorted into an exaggerated smile, and a "giggle" laugh came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, his head twisted and he saw the bullseye that had fallen to the ground.

Norman's limbs strained slightly, and he bounced off the ground.

Norman shook his hands and feet, as if he wasn't used to the body.

He walked over to the bullseye and snatched the dagger from his clenched fingers one by one.

In the next second, the dagger appeared on the forehead of the bullseye.

But Norman didn't put the dagger in it.

"Let me see how strong the new body really is."

Norman lifted the bullseye's body with both hands, accelerated on the spot, and the figure flickered, and its speed instantly exceeded the limit of human beings.

With a sturdy living man, he easily avoided the security guards and cameras inside the building.

In this way, Norman took control of the bullseye and reached the roof of the building.

Nearby, bustling high-rise buildings, but a little farther away, low-rise shantytowns loom visible.

Heaven and hell are only a thin line apart.

"I'll try you."

Norman lifted the bullseye's body high and used all his strength, like a frisbee player, to accelerate around the spot a few times, and threw the unconscious bullseye like a javelin.

The body pierced the night sky and flew hundreds of meters before falling headlong into the slum.

"It's just an ordinary person, it should have fallen into the mud, this is much more interesting than wiping your neck."

Norman clapped his hands and smiled in satisfaction.

"As for the murderer behind the scenes, there must be no doubt that Jin is not there, he wants my life, he wants my company, I don't know if you are ready."

There was some commotion in the favelas in the distance, but Norman didn't care.

Not everyone has been injected with serum, and there is no way to survive if you throw it so far.

You are the protagonist.

In the slums, an old man was repairing his radio.

Suddenly, a corpse fell from the sky and smashed his shed.

"Who? No quality, right? ”

The old man ran angrily to the open area to look for it, but he couldn't see anyone who did it.

"Wait, this corpse ......"

He looked at the flesh-and-blood body, and suddenly it was as if he had discovered a new continent.

"It's a bit of a head......"

Norman was unaware of these episodes, and he felt extremely energetic at this point.

Even these days, it seems to be ten years old, and now it seems to be back in the prime of life.

Not to mention the muscles on his body, not to mention that he could feel that the serum had not yet completely integrated with himself, and his body was still continuing to strengthen.

He went to the equipment room, and all kinds of details about the armor and glider were projected in his mind like a movie, and at the same time, the review of fighting Iron Man, taking the lead and finally escaping in embarrassment was also underway.

"I see...... Here can be improved...... And here......"

Norman opened the blueprints and, with his own brain, began to revise them.

"Although the glider leads to inferior maneuverability, it has an advantage in weapon load and can also enhance defensiveness......"

His eyes sparkled with excitement, and as the parameters were modified, they were also transmitted to his secret production line.

New armor was quickly created.