Marvel's Psyker

A few minutes later, the air in the laboratory became more dignified than before, and it even made everyone in it feel breathless.

And the center of oppression is Norman Osborn standing in front of the big screen.

At this time, Norman's face was so gloomy that it seemed that water could drip.He stared at the big screen in front of him, exuding an iceberg-like aura all over his body, and the few researchers standing close to him in the laboratory even got goosebumps from the cold.

"Dr. Conners, can you explain to me what's going on?"

Hearing Norman's icy voice, Dr. Connors beside him recovered from his stupor.

Regardless of Norman's accountability, Connors ran to the instrument in panic and performed various operations.

"Impossible! Why is this happening?"

Connors still couldn't believe it until now, the experiment failed...

"It's obvious that all the data have been calculated! I've also verified it all, and it's obviously correct. The result should also be successful!"

Connors was so anxious that large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and they continued to flow down his face.Following Connors' anxious movements, his empty sleeve kept shaking in mid-air, making it extremely dazzling.

Norman stood behind Connors, looking at the bewildered Connors coldly.

Thinking of the anger in Harry's eyes when he left the restaurant, and Harry's distressing understanding.

Thinking of all this, Norman became more and more angry.

"Dr. Connors, it turns out that you have once again failed my trust in you."

Norman spoke not loudly, but with a gritted resentment.

"Do you know that after receiving your call, I immediately put aside the things around me and rushed over here! Because you said that there was a major breakthrough in the experiment, I even left breakfast with my son and rushed here! As a result Woolen cloth?"

Norman pointed angrily at the big screen in front of him, and roared loudly: "Is this what you call heavy, big, breakthrough, breaking?"

"No, it's not. Mr. Osborne, listen to me!"

"The result shouldn't be like this! I have verified all the data before! It's right!"

Dr. Connors ran up to Norman and explained anxiously to him.

"I see! Some data must have been accidentally set wrong. Let's do it again, and it will definitely be successful!"

"No! No need!"

Norman categorically rejected Connors' request to come again.

"At least now! Dr. Connors, you have lost my trust!"

After Norman finished his rant, he walked aside and took out his cell phone.

"Really, Mr. Osborne, some data must be set wrong, just let me try again..."

Connors ran up to Norman anxiously, hoping to conduct another experiment, but he was stopped by Norman raising his hand just as he opened his mouth.

Connors wanted to explain something, but Norman pointed at his nose, gritted his teeth and shouted loudly:

"To shut up!"

"immediately!"

Seeing the fierce expression on Norman's face at this time, Connors lowered his head helplessly, and swallowed everything he wanted to say.

Norman caught his breath, then dialed a number.

It took a long time for the call to be connected.

"Hi! Harry, this is Dad... oh, it's Harry~ what? Harry doesn't want to answer my phone? Well, are you and your brother still in the pub now?"

When speaking, the expression on Norman's face has changed from the ferocious one just now to a cautious gentleness, and his tone has softened a lot.

"What? Are you gone? Have you finished your meal? Oh ~ are you going to watch a movie at the cinema now? Well, that's good, I wish you a good time!"

Norman hung up the phone reluctantly and put the phone in his pocket.

Turning around to look at Dr. Connors who was hesitant to speak, Norman regained his cold expression. He snorted heavily, and then walked straight out of the laboratory.

"Mr. Osborne! Mr. Osborne! No!"

Connors tried his best to stay behind.

"Mr. Osborne, please give me a chance to explain? Just 10 minutes! 10 minutes is enough! Seeing that you have invested so much, I only need 10 minutes!"

Hearing Connors' heart-piercing cry, Norman finally stopped in his tracks.

He turned, sighed, and pointed a finger at Connors.

"I'll be waiting for you in the office. I can give you 10 minutes, but remember, there are only 10 minutes! And this is the last chance."

After speaking, Norman turned around and left without looking back.

Connors just looked at Norman's back as he walked around a corner and disappeared from his sight.

He stood there in a daze, and after a few seconds, Connors slowly turned around and looked at the wrong experimental results on the big screen.

Suddenly, Connors jumped up, grabbed the coffee cup on the table of a researcher beside him, and threw the cup towards the screen with a strength far exceeding that of a feeble scientist with no power to restrain a chicken.

The large screen, which was six to seven meters long and wide, was smashed into a big hole, and the black screen was shattered immediately, and flickering sparks burst out continuously.

"What the hell is going on!" Connors roared.

"I have personally verified all the data. Why did I fail when I personally invited Mr. Osborne to watch it! Did you strictly follow the experimental data I gave you?"

Under Connors' accountability, everyone in the laboratory was silent, and the atmosphere was as terrifying as death.

Connors raised his voice again and roared.

"Do you have!"

Connors' roar startled everyone in the lab, including Simon.

Looking at the screen in the center of the laboratory that had been smashed into a big hole, recalling the failed experiment results shown on it, Simon couldn't believe it.

impossible?

Why is this happening?

How can it be!

I obviously did the experiment, and the experiment was obviously successful!

why?Why is it failing now?

For a moment, Simon felt that something supporting him in his heart collapsed.

He froze and almost passed out.

Waylon beside him supported him in time, so that he did not fall.

But at this moment, Connors was looking at the crowd angrily. Although Simon's movements were still concealed, the angry Connors still noticed that a figure hidden behind the crowd swayed.

"Simon!"

Connors pushed aside the crowd roughly and came to the man.

Although Simon had done such a big thing with his passion before, he was only a young man in his early twenties.Coupled with the collapse of faith at this moment, it is the time to be flustered.

Simon was frightened by Connors who suddenly rushed in front of him and fell back to the ground, his expression was flustered and his eyes were full of horror.

"Simon Maslany!"

Seeing the strange panic in the young man's eyes, Connors had a guess in his heart.