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

At the same time, in Dr. Connors' laboratory.

Gwen's fingers flew on the keyboard, and sweat slowly slid down her temples, leaving dark marks on her white coat.

The fluorescent lights in the laboratory made her pale face look even more haggard.

She knew that time was life, and she had to speed up the production of the antidote...

Every second that passed could put countless lives in an irreparable situation.

The complex molecular structure on the display screen kept changing, and her eyes were sore from staring for a long time, but she didn't dare to relax for a moment.

These are all living lives.

God knows whether there is a deviation in the adaptability of lizard serum... Moreover, can people who have lost their humanity still be called human beings?

Suddenly, a piercing alarm broke the silence of the laboratory, like a sharp dagger piercing the eardrum.

Gwen looked up suddenly, fear swept through her body like a cold current, and her heart beat wildly in her chest.

Dr. Connors—no, now he should be called the Lizard Man—may be coming.

Thinking of this, Gwen quickly saved the data, and then quickly looked around, looking for a place to hide.

Finally, her eyes fell on a large metal cabinet, which might be the only hope.

And just as she got into the cabinet, the door of the laboratory was violently knocked open, making a deafening noise.

The metal door frame was twisted and deformed, and fragments flew everywhere.

Through the blinds in the cabinet, the huge figure of the Lizard Man appeared at the door.

It hunched its back, and its heavy breathing echoed in the laboratory.

The wild yellow eyes scanned the entire room, and the sharp claws scratched the metal countertop with a harsh sound, leaving deep marks.

Gwen curled up in the cabinet, covering her mouth with her hands, afraid of making any sound.

She could even hear her own heartbeat, each one as loud as thunder.

The touch of cold metal gave her goose bumps, but she didn't dare to move at all.

The lizard man moved slowly, his tail dragging on the ground, making a creepy friction sound.

He casually raised his claws, grabbed a beaker, and crushed it casually, glass fragments flying everywhere, leaving a trace of broken glass on the ground.

"Oh, humans, so fragile..."

The lizard man growled in a low voice.

"But soon, the world will no longer need these useless things. I will create a brand new order, a stronger and more perfect race!"

In the cabinet, Gwen held her breath and watched the lizard man walk towards the safe where the transmitter was stored.

She knew that once the device fell into the hands of the lizard man, the whole of New York City would fall into purgatory on earth.

But she couldn't expose herself now, otherwise she would be courting death...

Soon, the lizard man stood in front of the safe and showed a hideous smile.

He stretched out his claws and gently scratched the metal surface of the safe, making a harsh sound.

Then, he suddenly exerted force, and the entire safe door was torn off abruptly, and the sound of metal deformation made people's scalps numb.

"Ah, my dear transmitter..."

The lizard man whispered, carefully taking out the device inside.

"With you, we will change the face of this world."

Just then, Gwen's mobile phone suddenly made a faint vibration.

Although the sound was small, it was as harsh as thunder in the silent laboratory.

The lizard man turned around suddenly, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and his tongue licked his sharp teeth quickly.

"It seems that a mouse has not left yet..."

He hissed.

Gwen curled up in the small and dark cabinet, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably with fear.

Just now, the mobile phone received a message from Peter, who was asking Gwen about the progress of the antidote...

But it was true...not at the right time.

Gwen tried to hold her breath afterwards, for fear of making any sound.

As heavy and slow footsteps came from outside the closet, every step seemed to step on her heartbeat, and the pressure was full.

"Crunch——"

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

Gwen saw a tall shadow shrouded outside through the narrow gap in the closet door.

The strong sulfur-like smell penetrated in, making her almost nauseous.

Through the blinds, she saw the pair of yellow-green vertical pupils staring at the closet door, and the lizard-like scales glowed coldly in the dimness.

Connors bent down and made a low sniffing sound.

His claws rubbed the closet door, and the sharp nails scraped against the metal, making a tooth-grinding sound.

Gwen could only cover her mouth tightly to prevent herself from screaming.

Suddenly, a fierce claw strike broke the silence.

Connors's sharp clawsThe claws rubbed against the cabinet door in an instant.

Gwen saw five deep scratches right in front of her eyes, as if they were about to tear apart this fragile barrier in the next second, and her heartbeat was so fast that it almost jumped out of her chest.

But strangely, Connors did not continue to attack.

His claws slowly slid down the cabinet door, leaving a harsh friction sound on the surface.

"Ah..."

Gwen heard him let out a low, almost human sigh, and then the footsteps gradually faded away.

Gwen still didn't dare to move, fearing that this was some kind of trap... She didn't collapse in the cabinet until she confirmed that Connors had really left.

Gwen didn't know why Connors would let her go, but she still trembled and opened the cabinet door, trembling and walking towards the computer to continue decoding.

At the same time.

Peter was panting, and blood was gushing out of the wound on his leg, but the dark color of the uniform had already covered it all.

The movement became particularly slow.

Peter ran to a tall building with difficulty and looked up at the tower of Oscorp.

He estimated the floating distance and found that Peter had almost no way to cross this distance in a short time... He had to have some help.

However, just when Peter was at a loss, a miracle happened

Suddenly, all the tower cranes that had stopped working in the sky suddenly began to move, as if an invisible hand was controlling them

As they moved, the booms of the tower cranes unfolded one by one, pointing out a shortcut to the tower for Peter.

Peter looked at the transparent operating room of the tower crane.

With the ultimate blessing of dynamic vision, Peter was surprised to find that the person who controlled these tower cranes was the father of the child he saved on the bridge.

Coincidence... or destiny?

It turns out that being a good person is still useful...

With the help of the tower crane, Peter was finally able to swing the spider silk again. Although every swing caused severe pain in the wound, he gritted his teeth, sprayed the spider silk, and continued to fly towards the tower.

Soon, Peter swung from the crane's power and reached the outer wall of the Osborne Building with a high-intensity pendulum.

He endured the severe pain and climbed the smooth outer wall of the Osborne Building with difficulty. Every movement was like walking on the edge of a knife.

But Peter knew that he had to persevere.

Gwen was still in danger, and the entire New York City was also in danger.

If Connors's conspiracy really succeeded... Peter really didn't want to become a lizard Spider-Man, that scene would really lose some sanity.

As Peter climbed up, a silver light flashed beside him, and Peter felt a chill on his back.

Under the spider sense, he instinctively dodged to the side, but was still rubbed on the shoulder.

The severe pain almost made him let go and fall.

Peter looked up and saw a hideous and evil black huge humanoid creature lying on the outer wall above.

The white gelatinous compound eyes with unknown expressions were tilted and looking at him.

"Yohoo... Spider-Man? This is really a pleasant surprise..."