Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

Three days later, Richard quit in a low-key manner.

Everyone was even wondering why a workaholic like Richard didn't come to work today.

Seeing this, Connors had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Osborn had also contacted him.

really.

That night, Connors and others received the news.

Osborn made a high-profile announcement that he and Horizon Labs have jointly established a new project called "cross-species gene transfer".

The person in charge of the project laboratory is Richard Parker.

The crowd stood still.

No one expected that Richard, who is the chief minister and even one of the shareholders of Fisker Pharmaceuticals, would choose to switch to a competitor.

Killian and Maya haven't felt much yet.

After getting along for a short time, although they were familiar with Richard, their friendship was not very deep.

The person who was most annoyed by this was Connors.

As soon as Connors picked up the phone, he was about to call and question Richard.

Richard didn't get through.

"Fack, the son of a bitch!!"

Connors gritted his teeth, smashed his phone, and rushed into the chairman's office to find David.

crunch--

Just two steps away, the door was pushed open.

David seemed to hear the movement outside, and when he came out to look, he happened to be face to face with Connors.

"I know what you want to say."

David looked calm, with a trace of tiredness and helplessness on his face.

"That's right, Richard went to Osborne, automatically relinquishing his share in the company."

He said in a deep voice: "To be honest, I'm sorry. I believe he will regret it!"

After a few simple words, he seemed to be in a bad mood and left in a hurry.

Seeing this, Connors clenched his fists tightly.

After David left the company, the tired look on his face disappeared, and he even showed a faint smile.

At this moment, it is certainly useful to fight chicken blood, but in more cases, hatred is the driving force behind progress.

……

at the same time.

Osborne Building, Cross Species Gene Transfer Laboratory.

Although this new project appears to be jointly established with Horizon Labs, it must be led by Osborne, and the laboratory must also be set up in Osborne.

Norman Osborn, Richard Parker, and a man in his early forties with a high hairline.

The three of them were standing in the laboratory, on the glass curtain wall of the building, looking at the colorful neon lights of the city outside the window, and the traffic speeding on the road like shooting stars.

"Richard, you will never regret it."

Norman withdrew his gaze, opened his mouth suddenly, and said with a smile: "Osborne will give you the greatest support. When the bat serum produces results, you will be the hero of Osborne. At that time, no matter what you want to study , I will be your first investor."

"I believe in your promise, and that is why I have come to Osborne."

Richard nodded, restrained, not brainwashed, and replied lightly: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

"it is good."

Norman didn't care when he saw it, he only looked at the result.

"Remember your promise, within a month, I hope to see what I want."

"no problem."

Richard remained calm.

If he could not expose his cards, he would be able to hand over the bat serum to the opponent tomorrow.

"Let Dr. Mendel Storm introduce us to you today, Osborne, and we will officially start working tomorrow."

Norman gave the man next to Richard a look.

Storm remained calm, nodding slightly.

"Richard, I have known you for a long time."

Storm reached out to Richard and introduced himself: "My name is Mendel Storm, the director of the cross-species gene transfer project. Norman asked me to assist you in completing the research on bat serum. If you have any questions, you can find I."

"Hello, Dr. Storm."

Richard shook hands with him, his attitude softened a little, and he praised: "Your genetics series is a must-read book I recommend to students."

"Award!"

Both sides had smiles on their faces, but the indifference in the depths of their eyes was still lingering.

……

It's another week in the blink of an eye.

Ever since Richard jumped to Osborne, Connors has been in a state of bewilderment, falling into a state more terrifying than a workaholic.

As a bachelor, he went straight to the lab.

Connors' madness brought certain positive effects and drove up the working atmosphere of the entire laboratory.

What excited David was that under the day and night research of Connors and others, there was finally some small progress in deciphering the side effects of bat serum.

"After rigorous calculations and data matching, in theory, transforming human genes through the Extremis virus can indeed improve the genetic compatibility between humans and bats, and eliminate the side effects of bat serum to a certain extent."

Maya said: "But a new problem has arisen again. Reprogramming the human nerve repair center is a difficult problem-the current Extremis virus is only a semi-finished product, and there is no way to directly apply it to the current research work."

"It means that the research on the Extremis virus must go back to the original point and start over."

David sat in his wheelchair, thoughtful.

"good."

Maya nodded, looked at David in the wheelchair, hesitated, and added: "Of course, even so, I still think this is good news."

"Yes."

David noticed Maya's eyes, and said with a smile: "I still have enough time, you don't need to be too nervous."

After speaking, he rowed his wheelchair back to the office.

The biggest reason for using a wheelchair is that almost a month has passed since Christmas, that is, the acquisition of a new identity.

No matter how strong David's foundation is, he still can't bear the ravages of the disease.

When he was moving, he began to look a little sloping, his body became more and more unstable, and the support of his lower limbs became weaker.

Although he can still walk independently without the assistance of crutches, the degree of physical deterioration can be imagined.

However, David is in a good mood.

Walking changed, and I simply sat in a wheelchair for a while.

Hope is always in your hands, there is nothing to despair about.

dong dong!

At this time, Wesley knocked on the door and entered.

"David, you asked me to pay attention to the Kron family's movements. I investigated and found out that they have been funding a special children's rescue center a month ago."

Seeing David in a wheelchair, he said without turning his eyes, "The point is, the patients in this children's rescue center are all children with the same blood disease as you."

"Oh?"

David frowned, and changed the subject: "Is there any news about Mobius?"

"There is information, but it is not confirmed."

Wesley was surprised, not knowing how David guessed it, and replied: "Someone told me that they seemed to have seen Michael Morbius in the children's treatment center funded by the Crown family."

"The Rescue Center for Special Children, the Crown Family, Michael Morbius..."

David was lost in thought.

The combination of these three key words seems to mean that Lucis Crown, also known as Milo in the mouth of Mobius, his darkened best friend and current opponent, has made his debut...

For a while, David was really puzzled, what exactly is this guy going to do?

While thinking.

Ring Ring Ring!

The phone rings.

David picked it up and saw that the name of the caller was a long number, indicating that it was a stranger.

He frowned slightly. Only acquaintances knew this number.

After pondering for a moment, he pressed the answer button.

"Hi, this is David."

"David, this is Michael, and I need your help."

Michael?

Michael Morbias!

Dr. Night!

David's pupils shrank, startled.

As soon as he and Wesley mentioned each other, the other party called. What does it mean?