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After Uncle Ben left the room, Peter sat in front of the window, tapping the table rhythmically with his fingers, looking at the street outside the window with empty eyes, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

"Osborne Enterprises, genetic recombination technology..."

He repeated these words in a low voice, and gradually an urge arose in his heart. He wanted to find out what this was all about. What kind of trouble had his father been involved in back then?

The only place that can currently solve these mysteries is the Osborne Group.

As this idea became clearer, Peter made up his mind and decided to go to the Osborne Group to see if he could have a chance to meet this "Dr. Connors".

The next morning, Peter came to the Osborne Group Building with his schoolbag.

He stood in front of the building, staring at the towering structure, his heart beating faster involuntarily. Someone related to his father worked in the building in front of him... This was the first time he could contact his father in all these years.

Peter swallowed hard and walked into the building.

For some reason, there were so many people at Osborne today. Peter came to the front desk and tentatively asked a beautiful receptionist:

"Emm...hello."

"Hello, sir, how may I help you?"

"I...I came to see Mr. Connors."

"Dr. Connors, right? Are you today's intern? There's an intern name tag over there. Take it and register with me before you can come in."

Hearing what the beautiful receptionist said, Peter was stunned for a moment, then he reacted.

"Oh...yes, I'm here for an internship."

Peter's eyes quickly scanned the many brand names, then he picked one and walked into the Osborne interns' meeting place with a guilty conscience.

There was already a large group of students gathered at the scene, and what Peter never expected was that he actually saw his secret crush, Gwen, not far away in the crowd.

Gwen was wearing a white research suit, holding a tablet in her hands, with delicate makeup, and was talking to the person in charge next to her.

After a while, Gwen shouted to the noisy and excited crowd:

"Good morning, everyone."

"Oscorp Corporation covers 108 levels of R&D organization classification. The company's scientific philosophy is to promote the development of national defense science and technology, biomedicine and chemical science and technology, and to promote the world's leading technology in the future."

"Welcome to Oscorp. I'm Gwen Stacy, a senior at the City Academy of Sciences and an intern teaching assistant for Dr. Connors."

"I will accompany you throughout the tour. You can go wherever I go. As long as you follow the rules, everything will be fine."

At this moment, Gwen looked at the name tags on the interns' chests and matched them to the list of participants one by one, but... she seemed to see a familiar figure?

Gwen rubbed her eyes and stared at the figure at the back of the crowd. Unexpectedly, it was Peter Parker, the silly boy who bravely stood up for justice yesterday.

Gwen looked at the list of interns again and frowned.

There's no Peter Parker name here either...

Forget it, the internship visit is about to start, so I'll just work with the company first...

So Gwen ignored it and started to introduce the company to the interns in front of her. At the same time, Connors, the mentor of this internship visit, walked out from Gwen's side and stood in front of everyone.

But what no one expected was that the instructor in charge of their internship was actually a "disabled person" who had lost his right hand.

"Hello everyone, I am Dr. Curtis Connors. As you can see, I am left-handed, but I am not a cripple, but a scientist."

"And I am a world authority on herpetology. I'm sure everyone knows... I study reptiles."

"But just like Parkinson's patients, they can only watch their bodies deteriorate in fear every day, and like patients with macular degeneration who lose their eyesight bit by bit... I hope to break the dilemma."

“I want to create a world without weaknesses.”

"Have you ever thought of any method?"

After asking several rounds of questions, Dr. Connors found that there was no most appropriate answer he had imagined.

At this moment, Peter thought that this might be his only chance to contact Dr. Connors, but if he answered, he would expose his identity in front of Gwen...

After weighing the pros and cons, Peter finally raised his hand.

Little did she know...Peter's figure was particularly conspicuous in Gwen's beautiful eyes.

“It’s a cross-species gene.”

"In Parkinson's patients, the brain cells that produce dopamine slowly disappear, but zebrafish have the ability to control the regeneration of these cells...

If this ability is passed on to the patient you mentioned, she will be able to heal herself.”

"She might have gills on her neck though."

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Dr. Connors' eyes, and he asked about Peter's information with interest.

But at this moment, he received an emergency call, so he had to leave early and let Gwen continue to lead the team.

"Okay...everyone please look here."

A holographic three-dimensional image appeared in front of Gwen, with a simulated spider crawling on it.

"This is the Osborne Group's tree of life. The Earth's tree of life is extremely large..."

"Peter..."

At this moment, Peter was afraid of being recognized by Gwen, so he hurried away with his hands in his pockets. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Gwen called him directly.

"What are you doing here?"

Gwen had a smile on her face. She was quite happy to see Peter here today. However, his name was not on the list, and she was very curious.

"Oh... I was going to say I work here, but you must know I'm lying."

"Are you following me?"

"Not really... I didn't know you worked here."

"I got in because I love science and I'm passionate about it..."

Peter was afraid that the truth would be revealed, so he made up a lame excuse.

But unexpectedly, Gwen didn't doubt much. He just gave a symbolic warning and then led the team to continue the tour.

At this time, Peter was finally "free" and took the escalator up to continue his tour.

However, during this period, he accidentally knocked down a person who looked like a person in charge. When helping to pick up the documents, the sharp-eyed Peter discovered a clue -

That document actually had a lot of content related to his father's research manuscript.

Therefore, Peter followed the steward all the way to the door of a laboratory, then wrote down the man's password. After he left, he successfully sneaked into the laboratory using the written password.

When Peter walked out of the door, the first thing he saw was a cold corridor.

The white walls around reflected cold light, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant...

But Peter felt a chill down his spine. This place was completely different from the experiment he had imagined. It seemed like some kind of secret research facility.

He continued walking along the corridor with light steps, and finally came to a closed laboratory inside with sterile lighting running all the time.

Peter always felt that there might be important clues related to his father's research hidden here.

He carefully opened the closed door and walked in.

The layout of the laboratory instantly made him feel an extremely strong sense of oppression.

It is filled with various advanced equipment and computer screens, and complex genetic maps and experimental data are hung on the walls.

Then Peter walked over a table and ran his fingers lightly over the documents.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped beside a special instrument. Next to the instrument, there was a huge circular container net on both sides, and each grid had a corresponding spider web.

Peter counted them and found that there were no less than a hundred spiders here.

"what are these?"

At this moment, the mechanism hanging above his head suddenly stopped, and handfuls of spiders fell from Peter's head.

For a moment, the stickiness of the spider silk made his whole body extremely sensitive and itchy, and Peter couldn't help shaking all over.

He tried hard to control his emotions and not to shout or make drastic movements, so as to avoid the spider getting stressed and biting him.

Who knows if there are black widows and red-spotted spiders among these colorful creatures.

A person who is bitten will not survive for more than fifteen minutes.

So Peter walked while waiting for the spiders on his body to crawl off on their own. When the itching was almost over, he quickly shook off the remaining spiders on his body, and then ran out of the laboratory while enduring the discomfort all over his body.

Little did he know that there was still a colorful old six on his collar that didn't want to go home.