American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"Peter, what have you been up to lately?"

Gwen Stacy finally caught up with Peter Parker on campus. She stood prettily in front of Peter, holding her books, and asked.

"Nothing much," Peter answered subconsciously, then looked into the girl's eyes, his heart softened, and he confessed, "Do you know Dr. Connors?"

"The one from Oscorp?" Gwen Stacy reacted almost immediately. Dr. Curtis Connors himself was a big name in the field of biology, and most people who paid attention to this field had heard of him.

"That's him. I helped him with a small favor. A very small favor!" Peter said, puffing out his chest, "I've been studying with him lately."

"Helped him with a small favor?" Gwen walked with Peter towards the school gate.

"Some research problems. I helped him solve some troubles. To be precise, the research data my father left behind happened to have a solution to the problems Dr. Connors was facing," Peter answered honestly.

"That's great too," Gwen nodded approvingly, "Have you been studying with Dr. Connors these days?"

"Yes," Peter hesitated, but nodded. Actually, he really wanted to tell Gwen about the changes in his body recently, but he was afraid that telling her would scare her and make her think he was a monster. Although he knew that maybe he was just overthinking, the mind of a teenager was so full of twists and turns, and so tangled.

Besides, he didn't know how to start.

Say that when he was visiting Oscorp, he was bitten by a spider used for experiments? After being bitten, his body possessed certain spider characteristics! Becoming incredibly strong?

Forget it, just thinking about it made Peter feel unable to speak. It took him some time to gradually figure out and accept his changes. These changes inevitably affected his psychological state, at least giving him more confidence, so that when facing those guys on the football team, he didn't have to worry about being taught a lesson like before.

"What about you? I mean, the Hebron visit," Peter found a new topic to talk about.

"Very, incredible," Gwen's eyes lit up, "I always thought Hebron was only good at mechanical technology, but their achievements in biological science are not low either."

"I think Dr. Connors' research is more meaningful. If successful, many people who have lost limbs in accidents will regain their lost limbs," Peter said a few more words for Dr. Connors.

Gwen shook her head. She was originally worried that Peter had encountered some trouble recently, but now that she understood that Peter was studying with Dr. Connors, she naturally had fewer worries. She had been quite busy recently because, due to her own excellence, she had obtained a part-time internship at Hebron's biology department. Her mentor in charge was Tilda Johnson, who, although young, had already represented Hebron in various biological gene collaborations with the military.

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"The effect of the Longevity Serum is unexpectedly stable. The experimental subjects are currently all healthy. Originally, his body had aged to its limit, but after injecting the Longevity Serum, everything is improving. If nothing unexpected happens, the other party can even get out of bed and slowly disco on the ground. The doctor's conclusion is that the organs in his body are healthy enough to operate for another six years."

Nick Fury's voice came from the other side of the receiver, clearly reaching Luke's ears.

"In other words, no bad sequelae or serious side effects have been found so far?" Luke changed the direction of the phone receiver and carefully looked at the latest observation report Nick had sent him.

"No. Everything is developing for the better. I think it can already be considered a successful injection," Nick nodded. S.H.I.E.L.D. had a lot of good things, but that didn't mean he could turn a blind eye to this kind of good thing that currently didn't have many sequelae and could be mass-produced.

"That's very good," Luke responded.

"Very good? I think you should be more excited," Nick joked, "I plan to apply for funding to build a private sanatorium. Of course, the sanatorium will be mainly based on Hebron. You don't need to worry about anything, you just need to provide the Longevity Serum. Tell me the truth, little Luke, how much do you plan to sell each injection for?"

"One hundred million US dollars," Luke quoted the price readily.

Nick on the other side looked very surprised, "What, two hundred million US dollars per injection? You really are a little profiteer! But who told you this is your exclusive technology. The cost of manufacturing one injection must be very high, right?"

"Uh, you're right."

Good fellow, Luke finally saw how thick-skinned Nick Fury on the opposite side really was. He felt that he still had a lot to learn from the other party.

"Purification is very troublesome. The longer the old vampire exists, the more effective the longevity gene that can be extracted. In addition to the complexity of the process, targeted preparation, etc., the qualified yield is not high," Luke closed his eyes and began to fabricate.

"This template is good, I can take it out and use it when I have the opportunity," Nick liked the template Luke fabricated, "All the preparations and customers in the early stage, including the troubles, can be left to me. Two hundred million US dollars, I will charge eighty million US dollars for hard work, is that okay?"

"No problem," Luke nodded generously. After all, if you want a figure like Nick Fury to charge forward for you, it's right to give some benefits more or less. Besides, the wool comes from the sheep, and Luke and Hebron don't have to pay.

"The self-healing injection is about to enter the third phase of testing. The previous tests on various races and age groups have shown very good results. The underground world's pursuit of this drug is unexpectedly hot." Hearing the answer he wanted to hear, Nick showed a slight smile on his face, "I will try my best to apply for a large order for you. At least I think S.H.I.E.L.D. agents need to carry such a life-saving injection with them when performing tasks!"

"Production capacity is a bit insufficient," Luke said honestly, "I only have one old vampire here, and some genetically engineered bats cloned from the old vampire's genes."

"Then reserve more raw materials." Nick didn't talk about the turmoil in the underworld anymore. Anyway, the trend of things was inevitable. Once the vampires showed unexpectedly great value, then according to this value, the attitude of the human high-level officials towards them would be directly determined. Unfortunately, the value they showed this time was big enough, so big that those people's eyes were red.

PS: I feel like I'm recovering. The chills are not so serious, but my throat hurts, my muscles hurt, and I have a runny nose. Many bosses in the author's group I'm in have already tested positive. I feel like I'm having a mild case.

PS: There are 17 books on Sanjiang today. Good fellow, two authors couldn't hold on and asked for leave. I feel like mine is light.

PS: There should be one update today, owing two updates. I don't even know how I coded these few hours. I just want to lie motionless on the bed.

The bed war god has evolved into a corpse lying war god!