American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

“How can I help you, Mr. Norman?” Nick and Norman Osborn in the projection stared at each other in silence. “You know, I'm just the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. My power isn't as great as you think.

If it's something happening on this planet, I can help you. But this matter is beyond my authority. In other words, even if I wanted to help you, I'd be powerless.

I don't want to deceive you on this point.”

“I know, but you have a close relationship with Hebron, don't you? Since they were able to bring back Captain Rogers back then, maybe they can find my son?

I'm well aware that everything comes at a price, and I'm willing to pay the corresponding price. As long as I can get Harry back, whether it's the Osborn of the future or myself, we will always be your most steadfast allies. The kind that spares no expense.” Norman Osborn said in a deep voice.

“I'm sorry, but I'll say it again, I really want to help you, but I can't. Let me give you a piece of news. Whether it's Luke or the major shareholders of the Energy Bank, their minds are now on conquering another valuable universe. Even if you go to them, you won't get the response you deserve.” Nick slowly shook his head under Osborn's gaze, his tone gentle but firm.

As the head of a violent organization like S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick was well aware of where his authority lay, what he should do, and what he shouldn't do.

Although he had done a lot of things behind the backs of the council during the council's reign, embezzling a lot of funds and building a lot of safe houses around the world, it was all to maintain and respond to possible future changes and disasters.

Nick didn't want to say how noble he was or anything. He was just a black-bellied and cold-hearted King of Spies. In the current situation, even if Osborn's son was gone, even if the president was kidnapped, it was none of his business without the permission of the council. He wouldn't get himself into trouble.

He believed Osborn understood this as well. After all, he had been dealing with politicians for many years and had been in the business world for many years. It was just that concern clouded his judgment. When he realized he was powerless, he could only find someone who might be able to help and beg.

As for a steadfast ally?

Well, that was somewhat credible. But unless a deep abyss contract was signed, perhaps accidents would always happen at critical moments, wouldn't they?

“Sorry.” After being repeatedly rejected, Osborn finally sobered up and showed Nick an ugly smile with a sense of loss and understanding, then wanted to disconnect the communication.

“Actually, you can go directly to Loki. As the administrator of the Time Administration, this kind of thing is a huge blow to his reputation. He's not without competitors. His sister, Hela, the eldest daughter of Odin, the King of Asgard, has always wanted to take that position from Loki.

Loki will have to find a way to deal with this no matter what. Otherwise, it will be difficult for him to face Hela's questioning and coercion. Although, from what I know about Loki in the past, he will most likely try to cover it up and pretend that nothing happened, find some scapegoats or something, but this kind of behavior can't be hidden from the shareholders of the Energy Bank.

You can test his intentions and put these things in front of him. He is a smart man, and now he has reportedly reformed and can take on some responsibilities. With no way out, he will make the right choice.

You can use his power and the Time Administration he is in charge of to find your son. I believe you definitely have a way to do this. I also believe you have a way to get in touch with Loki and talk to him.

Finally, this has nothing to do with me.” Perhaps Osborn's appearance of suddenly aging touched Nick, and he gave a little reminder with flickering eyes.

With Osborn's intelligence, after being frustrated with him, he would soon think of other methods. Like finding Loki. So Nick didn't mind selling a favor in advance. At least, this reminder of his still pointed out some useful information.

“Thank you.” Osborn took a deep look at Nick, and only after Nick stopped speaking did he disconnect the communication again.

Nick also knew from Osborn's last expression that the other party understood his various reminders.

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[...Billion-dollar heir, the rise or fall of a business empire?...]

[...It is reported that Harry Osborn has officially suspended his studies and started to take over the billion-dollar group, Osborn Industries...]

[...Internal and external troubles, the precariousness of a billion-dollar group...]

[...He will ruin Osborn Industries! A kicked-out Osborn shareholder roared...]

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The channels switched on the car TV were all reporting on Osborn Industries, which had been in the limelight recently, as if in a carnival, and its new heir, Harry Osborn, received unparalleled attention and exposure.

From dating supermodels to driving away shareholders of Osborn Industries to buying back Osborn's falling stock. One loophole after another appeared in the big ship named Osborn Industries, leaking water and sailing in the wind and waves, and the one in charge of the rudder was no longer Norman Osborn, but a new, young, and inexperienced person.

Everyone was not optimistic that he could save the declining Osborn Industries, and everyone deduced that Osborn Industries would gradually decline.

In fact, it has been a well-known fact for more than ten years that Osborn Industries has been declining. Of course, the fall of a behemoth will not happen in an instant, but there are various signs and foreshadowing. The reason why Osborn can give the public such an unfavorable impression is obviously because it has lost too much in the past ten years.

Sitting in the car, young Harry stared blankly at the scenes on the TV and listened to the analysis and deductions of those people, and a burst of depression swirled in his chest, making it difficult for him to feel comfortable.

He was well aware of how bad the situation was for Osborn Industries! It was even worse than what those people on TV said! It was like a tree that looked healthy on the outside, but was riddled with worms and even hollowed out on the inside.

Harry was also aware that there was definitely one or more behind-the-scenes manipulators working together to make these overwhelming reports. He also knew what these manipulators wanted.

What they wanted was a corpse of Osborn Industries. They hoped that they could divide and devour the collapsed and bankrupt Osborn Industries like a whale fall. The current difficult situation of Osborn Industries was also related to the joint efforts of these black hands.

The death of old Norman Osborn was obviously seen by those people as the time they had been waiting for. All the connections and backgrounds would stand by and watch the struggle from the sidelines at the moment when old Norman died, at the moment when Harry had not yet proven himself. Waiting for everything to settle down.

Osborn Family Old House.

This was a place that Harry didn't really want to come to, but after old Norman left, he moved back according to the other party's wishes. He went upstairs like a walking corpse, came to the door of his room, twisted the lock open, and the first time he walked in, Harry suddenly realized that something was wrong. He felt that there was another person in his room, and the smell of blood was floating in the air, which he sensitively smelled.

“Don't call for help, and don't be afraid. I have no malice towards you.”

In the dim room, a pair of eyes on the bed stared at Harry in front of the door.

“An uninvited guest came to my room and told me he had no malice?” Harry chuckled, but perhaps because of the suppressed emotions in his heart, or other concerns, he didn't really call for help at the first moment.

“I just arrived here not long ago.”

The light beside the bed in the room was suddenly turned on, revealing a face that Harry Osborn was familiar with and shocked by.

“Hello, me from this world!” Harry Osborn on the bed stretched out his hand and waved to Harry Osborn in front of the door, but this action seemed to affect his wound, making his expression a little painful.

“This is too absurd!” Looking at the face that was exactly like his own, a person who looked more composed and stronger than himself, Harry Osborn was speechless for a moment, as if he was looking in a mirror.

“I also think it's absurd. Even when I was at my most imaginative, I never thought that one day I would meet another me in such a mess.” Harry Osborn on the bed said with a wry smile.

“Do you think I should believe you?” Harry in front of the door was full of suspicion. He was in a period of doubting everything, and the appearance of the person on the bed made him think he had entered some kind of trap.

“I know it's hard to believe. I can explain it to you clearly, and I can even tell you some embarrassing things that only I know, that belong to me. Of course, I don't know if you have experienced them in this world.

If there is anything that can convince you, perhaps it is the basement in the house that only direct bloodlines know about? I believe your father should have told you about its existence when he left, right?” Harry on the bed said a little-known secret.

Harry in front of the door suddenly froze.

“Can you give me some wound medicine? My injury is a bit serious. My equipment and emergency measures have already been used and failed. I don't want to die yet.” The bigger, more mature Harry on the bed begged the smaller Harry in front of the door.

“Wait.” Little Harry's eyes flickered, he turned and walked out the door in a hurry, and shouted for the servants.

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“The technique is a bit rough, but make do with it. If it really doesn't work, maybe I should find some doctors to help? If you don't want to go to the hospital, I can have them come to the house. This old house also has a full set of medical equipment.” Little Harry applied medicine and bandaged the wound for Big Harry, and said softly.

He had mixed feelings about Big Harry. From the probing chat just now, Big Harry did say a lot of embarrassing things and psychological fluctuations that only he knew, and the feeling he brought him was more like looking in a mirror the longer they spent together. That sense of familiarity couldn't be concealed no matter what. The only difference was that the other party had experienced more, was more composed, and was more outstanding than him.

“No need, this is already a great help to me. If my injury wasn't too serious, I could heal a simple wound myself.” Big Harry shook his head.

“Are you really from another universe?” Little Harry couldn't help but ask.

“I thought you would keep holding back from asking. Of course, maybe you haven't been exposed to the extraordinary in this world, but cross-dimensional travel, and even going from one universe to another, has actually happened. The organization I'm in manages this.” Big Harry smiled and explained.

“Then how did you get so badly injured?” Little Harry looked at the hideous wound on his chest. He couldn't imagine how strong a normal human's vitality had to be to survive such an injury without dying on the spot.

“I was affected by the invaders.” Speaking of this, Big Harry's face also became inexplicably gloomy. As a non-combatant, a clerk who honestly worked in the office, how could he suddenly encounter such a crazy attacker! If it wasn't for the fact that he happened to have an old model time staff that he used as a cane collection, and if it wasn't for the fact that he still had some energy to spare, he wouldn't even be able to escape, and he might have had to completely explain it there.

Big Harry, who was caught up in this universe, had countless swear words he wanted to curse out. He was now at the end of his rope. If he hadn't come to such a strange and familiar world, he might have been finished.

“Is it someone from this universe?” Little Harry asked tentatively.

“I don't know, but I only know that after I activated the Time Staff, the portal was affected by an unknown force, and he was caught up and came here. Maybe my time will come earlier than his?” Big Harry sighed.

“What are his characteristics? Tell me about them, or draw a portrait. I can use Osborn's power to search for him.” Little Harry said.

“A strange man wearing an iron mask that obscures his face. He has powerful magical abilities. I think you'd better not search for him in a big way. This may bring trouble to you and me. If the other party follows the clues to your door, I can't protect you at all now.” Big Harry shook his head and reminded Little Harry not to mess around.

“Doesn't even the equipment in the basement work? That's what my father left me, the pinnacle of Osborn technology.” Little Harry had already been to the basement and seen the technological crystallization of Osborn Industries over the years. He firmly believed that with these technologies, he would definitely be able to get through this difficult period.

“Although I don't want to discourage you, the truth is that those technologies are too outdated. In my eyes, those things are not even as good as the toys in our world.” Big Harry had also watched the videos that Little Harry had taken for him, as well as the general description of the technology information. In his opinion, these technologies had long been discarded in the trash in his world.

“I have better technology! Technology that can make you the most powerful person in this world!”