Osborne, CEO Office.

"Yes, General. As I have guaranteed before, Oz serum has excellent results and is basically stable."

Norman Osborne sat at his transparent desk with a smile, and the light green projected light erected a virtual screen in front of him. A general with a clean military appearance and white mustache was listening to the CEO's report expressionlessly at the other end of the screen.

"So far, serum has achieved considerable success in experimental mice. Their physical fitness has been improved by eight times on average, and the efficacy of the medicine is even more significant in some individuals," Osborne said. "I think there is reason to believe that Oz has now reached the stage where human testing can be performed."

The general on the other end of the screen maintained an expression of unmoved at all, and said in a cold tone: "But I heard that there was a little mess in your experiment?"

Norman's smile froze and said, "Yes. But that's just an experiment, it's just an accident under accidental probability..."

"So what kind of accident happened that time?"

"It's nothing. It's just that the mice showed a certain degree of aggressiveness and aggressiveness after being injected with Oz serum... But I promise this will not be a problem. The Oz serum has been debugged to a near-perfect state and can be fully capable of human experiments."

The general snorted coldly, as if expressing disdain. He leaned closer to the camera and showed his impatient emotions on his face: "To be honest, Mr. Osborne. I have never been optimistic about your plan. It is my ex who is interested in your serum. Times are changing. When you are still busy in the laboratory for this semi-finished serum that costs a lot and may turn people into madmen, Stark is already wearing a suit of armor that can withstand an army flying all over the world.

So this is your last chance, Mr. Osborne. If you can't produce the corresponding results in the next two weeks... I will have to withdraw your research funds and find other projects worth investing in."

After saying this, he ended the call without even giving Norman a chance to respond. The screen went dark and the Osborne 3D icon on the default interface quickly jumped back to the center of the virtual screen.

Norman Osborne sat back with his fingers crossed back into the soft black chair, his face gloomy and his eyes flashed and he thought about something.

He sat in this huge office for a while, until the knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Come in."

A jingle of verification was heard from the electronic lock plate at the entrance, and the door was pushed open from the outside. The man in a black suit walked into the door. He had a bald head, a fat face, and a strong figure. He almost wrote the words "not easy to mess with" on his face.

"I'm in a bad mood now, Shaw." Norman said impatiently, "so if it's not something important..."

"It's very important, sir." The man walked into the door in a hurry, carrying a newspaper of today in his hand.

"Do you remember Peter Parker?" said the man. "Your son's classmate, who had been bitten by a sample spider in our lab before, and then did you ask me to follow him?"

"Remember. I also asked you to go to the hospital to replace his blood, but our test results showed that he was not infected in any form." Norman said lightly, "The Oz in the sample spider did not have any effect on the child."

"I don't know, sir." Xiao walked forward, opened the newspaper and handed it to Norman, "but I think you might want to see this."

This is a newspaper called "Knoll Daily". In the front page headline photos, several robbers wearing black socks, looked embarrassed, were tied together by white silk threads, hanging upside down under a lamppost. A blurry shadow in the background sky is flying over a tall building.

The title of the news is "Spider-Man Appears".

"Spider-Man?" Norman stared at the name and frowned his eyebrows.

"It seems that a superpower who has been frequently active in New York recently, often stopping street crimes," Xiao explained. "But before that, most of them were just rumors, and there was no conclusive evidence to show that he actually existed. Today's newspapers are the first evidence to prove his authenticity. According to those rumors, we heard that this 'Spider-Man' seems to be able to fly over the eaves, spit out spider silk, can attach to the walls, climb quickly, can lift the vehicle with bare hands, and reflex nerves enough to avoid bullets..."

Norman put down the newspaper and looked like a torch: "You want to say, this 'Spider-Man'...is that child named Peter?"

Xiao and his boss looked at each other for a moment.

"I want to say that this 'Spider-Man'...is probably the most perfect human experiment success story for Oz serum."

***

ASCHUN headquarters, Sanquyi Building.

Rolling muffled thunder came from the distant sky, and the dark clouds gradually overwhelmed the entire city, and the pale electric snake jumped in the black clouds.

Slim raindrops fell from the sky and quickly slid down the building's glass curtain wall. Nick Fury sat in the director's office and was dealing with complicated and trivial matters through the projection screen on his desk. A large part of them were boring matters involving politics. Fury never became interested in this, but dealing with these was also part of his position.

Two consecutive dull thunders were heard, and pale lightning illuminated the frame of the floor-to-ceiling window. Fury paused for a moment, subconsciously turned his head and looked out the window. The rain outside the window had now become a layer of iris, like a waterfall falling down.

Unexpectedly, Fury's intuition began to make him feel that the atmosphere was a little bad.

The incandescent light suddenly went out, and the light blue screen standing on his desk also dissipated. The darkness silently took over the entire room, and the dangerous aura wandered through the darkness.

If the power is off in the accident, the backup generator should start it up immediately, but obviously it did not happen. Fury's one-eyed eye was vigilantly scanning the darkness, his hand intentionally or unintentionally pressed on the pistol at the bottom of the table, and at the same time tried to contact Deputy Director Hill. But only a "no signal" popped up on his private communication terminal in response, which meant that no one could receive his message.

"Don't be nervous, Director Fury."

The cold sound of the mechanical machine came from a dark corner in the room, and a figure walked out from it. The black armor, white stripes, and the V-shaped eyepiece gradually lit up the light blue fluorescence.

Fury frowned slightly: "It's you."

"Hello, Director Fury. I believe this is the first time we have officially met." The armor stopped at his desk. "I came here today to bring an offer, and I believe you will definitely be interested."
Chapter completed!