American comics: Extracting the immortality of cancer cells at the beginning

"Great!"

"Peter, I'll go to Osborn now, but the experiment is a process after all, and it takes time."

Gwen said.

"Gwen... This is very dangerous, you know... Dr. Connors is no longer the person we knew. He is now extremely powerful and extremely dangerous. You have to be careful."

"I promise to be careful, but we have to hurry... As you said, I don't know when the doctor will start his plan."

"Three hours."

Gwen quickly packed her schoolbag.

"The materials in the laboratory are limited, Peter, we only have one chance to use the antidote."

"Okay."

"Gwen... Be careful, if Connors finds out that you are developing the antidote..."

"I know."

"Peter, you are the one who really needs to ensure safety... If something happens to you, all this will be in vain..."

Gwen said worriedly.

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Gwen immediately turned on the computer and began to quickly record the list of materials needed.

Her hands were shaking. This was the first time she had done something that destroyed her worldview. But now she was shouldering the responsibility of saving the entire city, and she could not afford any mistakes.

She really didn't want to become a disgusting creature like a lizard man.

Perhaps the only one who could tolerate this situation was the Indians on the other side of the strait.

People always like lizards.

Not long after Gwen took a taxi from home.

With the roar of a private helicopter, the men brought Drake to the "backfield" of the battle at the Imperial University.

"Impossible..."

Drake cursed in a low voice when he found something wrong.

"The riot just now clearly pointed to this place."

He looked around and saw that the scene was in ruins and in a mess, with many body parts on the ground.

This incident happened quite suddenly, and Drake had been paying attention to the Imperial University and knew that there was a riot here.

The riot smelled the smell of symbiotes here.

It's just that... it seems that this symbiote has disappeared...

The originally busy campus is now empty, and there is not even a bird chirping.

"Hehe..."

Riot suddenly churned in Drake's body, making a piercing scream. Drake bent down in pain, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

According to Riot himself, he and Drake were not the perfect host.

As long as Riot parasitized him for one day, his body would be used as nutrients for Riot to absorb, and the more he absorbed, the weaker he became.

But Drake was really happy to use it...

The only solution is for the symbiotes to devour each other.

Drake naturally didn't want to be sucked into a mummy, not to mention that the expansion of power made it difficult for him to give up.

So no matter what, he had to find these symbiotes and devour them one by one.

Not only that, Riot also told him that the symbiote could autonomously replicate the ability of the parasitic target and feedback to the new host.

Therefore, after learning about this, Drake's ambition became particularly huge. Maybe he could catch the latest Spider-Man in New York and try to catch him...

However, the main target at this stage is still the symbiote.

Comparatively, it's fun to be alive.

"Ahem... Riot, calm down."

Drake panted.

"We will find it..."

"Riot, can you sniff out the location of other symbiotes like before?"

"Yes..."

Hearing Riot's answer, Drake closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling Riot's mental fluctuations.

Suddenly, a vague image flashed in his mind, a towering building... with a green logo flashing on the top.

The Osborn Building is basically a household name in the local area.

"Osborn Enterprises..."

Drake opened his eyes and sneered.

"So that's it... According to the traces... It seems that the people who robbed my goods were Osborne's people..."

"Very good..."

Thinking, Drake jumped on the helicopter and gave the pilot new instructions.

"Go to Osborne Building."

The helicopter turned around and flew towards the center of Manhattan.

"Soon..."

Drake whispered.

"We will get what we want."

At the same time.

Jonathan, who had just returned to Osborne, took a hot bath and then relaxed on the sofa and took out his mobile phone.

It didn't matter at all, but it turned out that there were 30 missed calls from Peter.

"What's going on... 30 calls, could it be that his wife is lost?"

So, Jonathan called back, and Peter on the other side immediately answered.

"Hello? Harry?"

"Peter, I just returned to Osborn, what happened?"

"Harry, Dr. Connors is the Lizard Man... His plan is to get the serum cluster launcher in the laboratory and install it on the top of the tower, and then launch it to cover the entire New York with lizard serum."

"Now I have asked Gwen to go to the laboratory... She can configure the antidote, but you need your permission."

"Okay, no problem."

"Harry, you should be careful too... Dr. Connors is crazy now and extremely dangerous. I am going to go now...

The doctor has disappeared now, and he may have gone to your side."

"Oh... Is there such a good thing?"

"Harry, I didn't hear you clearly, what did you say?"

"Oh, it's okay, you are busy."

Jonathan quickly hung up the phone and exhaled.

"Damn it... I was too excited and almost let it slip."

What needs to be done to amplify fear to the extreme?

The cooperation between the protagonist and the villain... and the cooperation of the spectators.

You know what, sometimes the actors in TV dramas are not even as into the drama as the audience.

Thinking of this, Jonathan made another call.

"Hello, is this WNBC News?"

Jonathan asked.

"I'm an unknown passerby, and there's an explosive news... Spider-Man is going to fight the green monster in the Osborne Building."

"Yes, 100% authenticity..."

Jonathan paused and added:

"Do you want an exclusive? Send a helicopter to the intersection of Broadway and Seventh Avenue, yes, near Times Square. Hurry up, don't let CNN get ahead."

"By the way, there is another important detail... Can you put the live broadcast on the big screen in Times Square? Yes, that giant LED screen."

"Imagine that the whole of New York City is watching this battle of the century... The ratings will be off the charts!"

Seeing that the other end of the phone seemed to be hesitant, Jonathan immediately put pressure:

"Hey, I still have some connections in Osborne...

If you don't do it, I'll call FOX, believe me, it's definitely worth it."