Meiman's mutant necromancer

Chapter 17 Dr. Lizard
In the dead of night, with the lights still on in Osborne's laboratory, Dr. Conners carefully fixed a mouse with a broken leg on an apparatus, and then injected a small bottle of green medicine into its body.

"Come on, baby, let me see your strong willpower and the feasibility of this technology."

Dr. Conners stared closely at the struggling little white mouse. Suddenly, a miracle happened. Pink and tender granulation sprouted from the severed limb of the little white mouse that had been severed for a long time. Not long after, a new leg It just appeared there, no different from its other old legs in terms of appearance.

Crack, clap, clap, there was a burst of applause, and a man in a black suit came out from the darkness, staring at the little white mouse on the table, "This is really a miracle, isn't it a doctor?"

Dr. Conners saw the man in black frowned, obviously he didn't like this guy very much, "This is the result of rigorous science and hard work."

"Well, whatever it is, this is a milestone in the history of human medicine, isn't it Doctor, I think, human trials can begin immediately."

"No, I refuse." Dr. Connors looked at him and said decisively, "This serum hasn't reached that stage yet, I need more time to observe."

"I'm afraid we don't have that much time."

"What do you mean?"

"Doctor, you know that Osborne has invested a lot of money in your experiments. Recently, due to the successful development of Stark Industries' new weapon, the Jericho Missile, our stock price has fallen sharply. The company's board of directors Needed a blockbuster product to save face with the military, and this serum is a good one."

"That's your business. I'm just a scientist. Science is rigorous. If you shorten the research process at will, you will get into trouble."

"Doctor!" Seeing that Dr. Connors was stubborn, the man in black suddenly yelled, "Don't forget my identity, I have the right to close the laboratory and fire you at any time, all the research results here belong to Osborn , not you, and I want you to remember that."

Facing the tough man in black, Dr. Connors gave in. "But, where do you find volunteers?"

"Our relationship with the military is not bad, there are countless disabled soldiers waiting for our rescue."

"No, you can't do this!" Dr. Conners was angry. He used to be a military doctor. His broken arm was lost in the war. His conscience did not allow these unscrupulous capitalists to use the serum with unconfirmed results Use it on your comrades.

Unfortunately, his strength is too weak, the man in black narrowed his eyes and put away his smiling face, "Well, from now on, you are no longer an employee of Osborne, you have one night to pack things, including your I don't want to see you here again tomorrow morning, these little mice."

After speaking, the man in black turned and left, taking the serum on the table with him.

"This is my research result, how can you take it away so easily, and use it on those soldiers who have been disabled for the country, well, since human experiments must be carried out, let's start with me, anyway No matter what, I made this up." In despair, Dr. Conners took out a bottle of serum from the cold storage and injected it into his body. The huge pain made him fall into a faint, which made him miss It was a horrible scene.

The mouse that had been injected with the serum before suddenly swelled up and broke the cage. Its teeth and claws also began to grow and become sharp, and its temper became irritable. It directly grabbed the cage next to it and rushed towards it. The same kind it used to be.

After an unknown period of time, Dr. Conners woke up, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that his arm that had been broken for more than 20 years grew out again, and it seemed to be much stronger. Then he discovered that not only his arm With the new arm, even his body was much stronger, and the feeling of strength made him feel like he could kill a bull with one punch.

However, his first task now is to stop the man in black before, because he already has him as a living specimen, so there is no need to harm those innocent disabled soldiers.

"Emma, ​​where did Mr. Robert go?"

"Doctor, I see Mr. Robert's car driving north."

"Okay, I know."

Heh, the angry Dr. Conners smashed the microphone and the phone, but his hand was not hurt at all, but now the angry doctor didn't care about it. He looked towards the north direction from the window, and the distance A sea-crossing bridge was faintly visible, "North, that's the Veteran's Hospital. Is that damn bastard so impatient? I must stop him."

Dr. Conners hailed a taxi and headed north to the sea-crossing bridge. The Veteran's Hospital was on the other side of the bridge. The anger in his chest was constantly burning, so he didn't realize that some scales began to appear on his skin. s things.

At this moment, the man in black named Robert appeared in Osborne's private mansion, standing respectfully in front of a thin middle-aged man, and the serum researched by Dr. Connors was held in his pocket. hand.

"Is this the kind of serum?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Yes, Mr. Osborne." It turned out that this middle-aged man was the big boss of the Osborne Group—Norman Osborn.

"You've done a good job, Robert. Starting tomorrow, you'll gather people to continue researching this serum. As for the test product, don't worry, it will be delivered to you soon."

"Okay, Mr. Osborne, but is there really no problem without Dr. Connors?"

"Didn't you say that the most critical formula for this serum was provided by an assistant named Peter Parker? Promote him to the laboratory supervisor and continue the research work. By the way, don't let him know the specific test process, just put the test Give him the data."

"Okay, I fully understand, then I will take my leave first."

After watching Robert leave, Norman Osborn walked into his large study room with a bottle of serum tightly in his hand. He passed through the rows of bookshelves, and he came to the innermost corner, where there was an oil painting self-portrait of himself. .

Norman Osborn pressed a pattern on a corner of the portrait without hesitation, and his portrait rose slowly upwards, revealing another oil painting, but this oil painting was completely different from the previous one. There is a green scaled creature with sharp teeth in the mouth and two horns on the top of the head, and a burning volcano in the background.

Norman Osborn whispered to the oil painting. Surprisingly, he didn't speak any human language. After a few words, a green mist began to diffuse on the painting, and through the Looking at the fog, the whole painting seems to come alive.

"Osborn, you better have a good reason to summon me, otherwise I will completely wipe out your short lifespan!" A hoarse voice came from the painting.

Norman Osborn, who has a superior status, bowed to the painting like a humble servant at this moment, "Yes, I have something very important to report to you."

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