Three days later, Richard made a low-key move.

Everyone is even wondering why a workaholic like Richard didn't come to work today.

Seeing this, Connors had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He was also contacted by Osben.

Really.

That night, Connors and the others received the news.

Osben has announced a new project with Horizon Labs called "Cross-Species Gene Transfer".

The head of the project lab is none other than Richard Parker.

The crowd froze.

No one expected that Richard, who was the minister of Fisker Pharmaceutical, or even one of the shareholders, would choose to jump to a competitor's side.

Killian and Maya haven't felt much yet.

After a short time together, although they were quite familiar with Richard, their friendship was not very deep.

The person who was most outraged by this was Connors.

As soon as Connors picked up his phone, he was about to call and question Richard.

Richard didn't connect.

"Fake, this bitch raised it!!"

Connors gritted his teeth, smashed his phone, and rushed into the chairman's office to find David.

Crunch –

Just two steps away, the gate was pushed open.

David seemed to hear movement outside, and when he came out, he was face to face with Connors.

"I know what you're trying to say."

David's expression was calm, with a hint of tiredness and helplessness on his face.

"That's right, Richard went to Osben and voluntarily gave up his stake in the company."

He said in a deep voice: "To be honest, I regret it. I'm sure he'll regret it! ”

After a few simple words, he seemed to be in a bad mood and left in a hurry.

Seeing this, Connors clenched his fists.

After David left the company, the tiredness on his face disappeared, and even a faint smile appeared.

In times like these, it is useful to fight the blood, but more often than not, hatred is the driving force behind progress.

……

Meanwhile.

Osborne Building, Cross-Species Gene Transfer Laboratory.

Although this new project was ostensibly set up in conjunction with Horizon Labs, it is certainly led by Osben, and the laboratory is certainly set up in Osben.

Norman Osborne, Richard Parker, and a man in his early forties with a high hairline.

The three of them were standing in the laboratory, at the glass curtain wall of the building, looking out the window at the colorful neon lights of the city and the traffic speeding down the road like meteors.

"Richard, you won't regret it."

Norman retracted his gaze, suddenly spoke, and said with a smile: "Oscomon will give you the greatest support, and when the bat serum bears fruit, you will be the hero of Oscom." At that point, whatever you want to research, I'll be your first investor. ”

"I believe in your promise, and that's why I'm here at Osben."

Richard nodded, emotionally restrained, not brainwashed, and replied lightly: "Don't worry, I will do my best." ”

"Okay."

When Norman saw this, he didn't care, he only looked at the results.

"Remember your promise, within a month, I hope to see what I want."

"No problem."

Richard remained calm.

If he hadn't been able to reveal his hole cards, he would have been able to hand over the bat serum to the other party tomorrow.

"Let Dr. Mendel Storm introduce you to us at Osben today, and start working tomorrow."

Norman gave the man next to Richard a look.

Storm remained silent and nodded slightly.

"Richard, I've admired the name for a long time."

Storm stretched out his hand to Richard and introduced himself: "My name is Mendel Storm, the director of the Cross-Species Gene Transfer Project, Norman asked me to assist you in completing the research on bat serum, you can contact me if you have any questions." ”

"Hello, Dr. Storm."

Richard shook hands with him, softened his attitude a little, and said, "Your genetics series is a must-read book that I recommend to my students." ”

"Prize!"

Both sides had smiles on their faces, but the coldness in the depths of their eyes always lingered.

……

It's another week in the blink of an eye.

Ever since Richard moved to Osbon, Connors has been a little fazed and has fallen into a state even more terrifying than a workaholic.

As a bachelor, he lived directly in the laboratory.

Connors's madness has brought a certain positive effect and driven the working atmosphere of the entire laboratory.

What excites David is that under the research of Connors and others day and night, there has finally been some small progress in cracking the side effects of bat serum.

"After rigorous calculations and data matching, theoretically, modifying human genes through the desperate virus can indeed improve the compatibility between human and bat genes, and eliminate the side effects of bat serum to a certain extent."

"But a new problem has arisen, and the reprogramming of the human nerve repair center is a difficult problem – the current desperate virus is only a half-finished product, and there is no way to directly apply it to current research," Maya said. ”

"This means that the research on the desperate virus should go back to square one and start anew."

David sat in his wheelchair, thoughtful.

"Not bad."

Maya nodded, looked at David in the wheelchair, hesitated, and added, "Of course, even so, I still think it's good news." ”

"Yes."

David noticed Maya's eyes and said with a smile, "I still have enough time, you don't have to be too nervous." ”

With that, he paddled back to the office in his wheelchair.

The biggest reason for being in a wheelchair is that almost a month has passed since Christmas, which is the acquisition of a new identity.

No matter how thick David's foundation is, he can't bear the ravages of the disease.

As he moved, he began to appear to be a little sloping, his body became more and more unstable, and the support of his lower limbs became weaker and weaker.

Although he can still walk on his own without the assistance of crutches, the extent of his physical deterioration can be imagined.

However, David has a great mentality.

Walk differently, simply sit in a wheelchair for a while.

Hope has always been in your own hands, and there is nothing to despair.

Knock knock!

That's when Wesley knocked on the door.

"David, you asked me to pay attention to the Krone family's movements, I investigated, and found out that they have been funding a special children's rescue center since a month ago."

When he saw David in a wheelchair, he said without squinting, "The point is that the patients in this children's treatment center are all children with the same blood diseases as you. ”

"Oh?"

David raised his eyebrows and changed the subject: "Is there any news of Morbius?" ”

"There is news, but it is not confirmed."

Wesley was surprised, not knowing how David had guessed, and replied, "I was told that they seemed to have seen Michael Morbius at that Krone family-funded children's center." ”

"Special Children Rescue Center, Krone Family, Michael Morbius ......"

David fell into deep thought.

Taken together, these three keywords seem to mean that Lucis Krone, or Milo as Morbius, his blackened best friend and current rival, has begun to emerge......

For a while, David really couldn't figure it out, what was this thing going to do?

While pondering.

Bell bell bell!

The phone rings.

David picked it up and saw that the caller's name was a long number, indicating that it was a stranger.

He frowned slightly, this number is only known to acquaintances.

Ponder for a moment and press the answer button.

"Hello, this is David."

"David, I'm Michael, and I need your help."

Michael?

Michael Morbius!

Doctor Night!

David's pupils shrank, startled.

As soon as he and Wesley mentioned each other, they called, what did that mean?