Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

the next day.

The sky is clear and it is a good weather for flying.

The plane took off from Kennedy International Airport and landed at Boston Logan International Airport.

As the largest airport in New England, Logan Airport is very busy with tens of millions of passengers coming here every year.

David pushed his way through the crowd.

Killian followed him. Although he was an employee, he was more like a younger brother. He was always half a step behind him, watching his every move.

"You don't have to be so nervous. Even if I was found to have a genotyped blood disease, my physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people. I can walk without any problem, but a little slower than ordinary people."

David was helpless.

I didn't feel the so-called inferiority complex, after all, the blood disease is very likely to be cured.

He now carries the bat serum in his arms.

If you want to cure the disease, you only need to inject the serum.

However, although bat serum has the function of curing diseases and enabling people to obtain superpowers, it also has unacceptable side effects.

If it is not a last resort, he will not inject until he finds a solution.

The time limit for the task of the new identity was very long, it took six months, which broke the record.

David has plenty of time to find a way to crack it.

Even if he can't find a way to eliminate the side effects of the bat serum within six months, even if he gives up the system rewards, he will not rush to inject if his own safety is not affected.

"clear."

Killian said so verbally, but his actions were stubborn.

He still followed David, and he didn't relax a little until the two took a taxi and headed to their destination.

Cambridge is not the Cambridge in the UK, but a city next to Boston, Massachusetts, USA. It is opposite to the downtown area of ​​Boston across the Charles River and belongs to the Boston metropolitan area.

The reputation of this place is not inferior to that of Cambridge, England, and even to a certain extent, it is greater than Cambridge, England.

Because there are two world-renowned universities in Cambridge.

Harvard and MIT.

The destination of David and Killian's trip is the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in Cambridge, Boston.

After Christmas, it's school season.

There are many people at the gate of the college.

David and Killian got out of the taxi like father and son coming to register for school.

January is the time for spring admission.

There was a round-faced girl with freckles at the door. She saw the two of them and proactively stepped forward to greet them.

She was smiling all over her face, and her eyes were rolling on the slightly pale and slightly sick David's face.

"A freshman coming to report?"

The round-faced girl smiled and said, "I'm a volunteer to welcome new students. I can tell you about the school rules and campus culture. The teacher will handle the issue of accommodation."

"Sorry, I'm not a freshman, I'm here to find someone."

David shook his head.

"Hello, do you know Maya Hansen?"

Killian couldn't hold back: "Is she at school today?"

"Are you looking for Ms. Hansen?"

The round-faced girl smiled and said, "I am her student. She is at school almost every day. I can take you to meet her."

After a while.

The two came to Maya Hansen's laboratory.

"Can I leave a call?"

The round-faced girl was very active before leaving, and she winked at David: "Although you are not a student of our school, you are my favorite."

"Sorry, I don't have a cell phone."

David smiled and refused.

The round-faced girl was furious, her chest heaved violently, she gave David a hateful look, turned around and left.

You don't even want to come up with a good excuse.

"Boss, actually I think you can..."

Killian was dumbfounded, feeling subverted worldview, and worded it slightly: "A more tactful rejection."

"You think I'm you?"

David glanced at Killian and knocked on the laboratory door.

Boom boom boom!

"Please come in."

A gentle female voice came from the room.

Hearing this voice, Killian swallowed, his body tensed up, becoming tense visibly to the naked eye.

"You really are a licking dog..."

David sighed, opened the door and walked in.

Maya Hansen looks to be in her early 30s, with long dark hair, not extremely beautiful, but very temperamental, like a ripe apple, one can't help but hold it in her hand and take a bite.

Compared to her title of professor, she is quite young in her early thirties, and she is a well-deserved genius.

At a scientific conference held in Bern, Sweden, a few months ago, Tony Stark, who had a one-night stand with her, praised her—she was the smartest woman he had ever seen, at least in Switzerland.

Being able to get such praise from the mouth of the Marvel universe's own father, the smartest man in Marvel, it is conceivable that Maya Hansen is definitely not a vase role.

"Hello, do we know each other?"

Maya Hansen looked curious when she saw David: "Which department are you a student from?"

"Sorry, my name is David Fisk, and I'm from Empire State University, not an MIT student."

David introduced himself, and then pulled Killian: "He's Aldredge Killian, you should have met him."

"That... Ms. Hansen, we met at a scientific conference in Switzerland, do you remember?"

Killian raised his hand nervously to say hello.

"Killian?"

Maya Hansen stared at Killian, quickly recalled, and said with a smile: "Yes, we have met."

Immediately, curiosity remained unabated: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

His eyes fell on Killian again: "I remember that you are a fan of Tony Stark, and you plan to ask him to promote your Pioneer Technology Research Institute. How about it? Did Tony Stark agree to invest in you?"

"Do not."

Killian's face was gloomy for an instant, and the anger suppressed in the deepest part of his heart broke out instantly, gnashing his teeth: "He played tricks on me, I waited for him on the roof all night, and he treated me like a clown."

"……I regret that."

Maya Hansen suddenly thought of the physical communication with Tony Stark that night, and immediately understood everything, with apologetic eyes: "Tony Stark is a bastard, I hope you don't take it to heart."

"Yeah, he's a jerk!!"

Killian nodded fiercely, and was a little happy to find that he and the goddess had the same thoughts.

"I think, let's get back to business."

David interrupted their conversation, looked at Maya Hansen in front of him, and solemnly extended the invitation: "Ms. Hansen, the purpose of my trip is to invite you to join Fiske Pharmaceuticals. I have a very important research , requires your participation to complete."

"Oh?"

Maya Hansen was slightly taken aback.

Fisker Pharmaceuticals?

The thought turned around in my mind, and I realized that I had never heard of it.

However, judging from the other party's surname, Fiske Pharmaceuticals should be closely related to him.

what is this?

Inherit the family property, or aspire to start a business?

No matter which one, it seems unreliable!