Marvel: God-level Skill Draw

But he can be called a genius by top scientists like Skynet, and Peter's talent can be imagined, and Zoe's move is indeed correct.

Imagine how much benefits can be obtained when the genetically modified grafting technology is successfully developed. It can be sold to civilians similar to the rebirth of a limb, or can be customized for the military. The potential value of this technology may exceed everyone's imagination.

If Zoe is more generous, even the National Superman is not impossible, but Zoe is not so generous. If you want to sell it in the future, it will also sell a castrated version. For example, the rebirth of a severed limb must be injected every once in a while, otherwise the new long The limbs that come out will disappear. Zoe doesn't want to kill chickens and get eggs. It is Zoe's pursuit to keep laying golden eggs.

At the same time, in a gloomy room in Osborne’s ancestral home, a gloomy-looking young man was looking at each other with an old man who was about to die. After a while, the young man slowly spoke:

"father."

"I never thought I would die like this. Looking at my son would be like seeing a stranger." Norman Osborne on the hospital bed was pale as if he were dead at the moment, and even his speech was intermittent, obviously about to be oily. The lights are dead.

But his son Harry Osborne, little spider's good friend, suddenly smiled sadly at this moment.

"When I was 11 years old, you threw me into boarding school as a father. On my birthday last year, you asked your assistant to send me a greeting card. I still remember the cold words clearly."

"With my best regards, Norman Osborne."

"Also, since I entered the boarding school, I haven't seen you again, not even a phone call!"

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"Also, since I entered the boarding school, I haven't seen you again, not even a phone call!"

Harry talked more and more excited, and finally roared at the dying Norman in the hospital bed. After Harry calmed down his emotions, Norman continued to speak:

"I don't expect and don't need you to forgive me, you absolutely can't understand what I have done for you."

"Harry, your hands are already cramping. When you lie down, the demons hidden in your body are devouring your life step by step."

Norman forced himself to do it, his already muddy eyes looked directly at the disturbed Harry as if hiding the devil.

"Retroviral hyperplasia, a congenital genetic defect, I never told you, it is inherited."

"It's God's curse on us Osborne. The illness started at your age. Give me your hand."

Norman Osborn was a little out of breath after speaking such a large amount of words, but he still tightly grasped Harry's trembling right hand and placed a chip in Harry's palm.

"This is... the greatest legacy I can give you... and also the hard work of my life."

"Hope...you can achieve...success where I...failed."

"Go... go... find Peter Parker."

"my son…"

Norman squeezed Harry's hands, and after speaking weakly, he fell weakly on the hospital bed.

At the same time, the instrument that monitors the Norman ECG also made a piercing "di di" sound...

Harry felt that the air was silent at this moment. He could no longer hear the rescue of the medical staff. Now he only saw the body of his father Norman, who was tortured by the virus and turned into a monster, and his He didn't close his eyes to death.

At this moment, an emotion rushed through his heart like a flood, not sadness, not mourning, but fear, utter fear, that is the fear that one's life is out of control.

Just like adding a countdown to life, I can only watch myself walking towards the grave but can't do anything about it.

When the room was empty, Harry crouched in the corner holding his head, tears streaming down his eyes uncontrollably.

"I'm only 17 years old, and I still have a lot of years to enjoy. Why does God treat me this way?"

"why?"

"why…"

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Text Chapter 38 Meeting

"By the way, Peter Parker, the old man said to go to Peter Parker, he must have a cure for me."

Harry, who was tortured by fear and about to collapse, suddenly remembered the words Norman said to him before he died.

Harry immediately contacted his men and searched for Peter Parker's whereabouts. The connection to Osborne Corporation was put aside.

Soon Harry knew that Peter was now an intern at a company called Skynet Technology that had just been founded. He put on a coat at random and hurried to the location of Skynet Technology.

But Peter doesn't know anything about it at this moment. He can be said to have been proud of the spring breeze during this time, and his talents have been displayed in Skynet Technology. His whole person is no longer the same as before. In the end, he won the dream goddess of Gwen Stacy.

Recently, I was invited to Gwen's house for dinner. Although it was embarrassing at first, Gwen's parents were very satisfied with him.

To be honest, the person Peter is most grateful for now is Zoe. Without the business card that Zoe gave him, he would not be able to get rid of Diaosi's identity so quickly, and he was extremely satisfied with Skynet Technology, not only because of the good salary. And there are not so many intrigues, and I am very happy to work here.

Peter has decided to work at Skynet Technology after graduation.

However, today when he said goodbye to his colleagues with a smile on his face, and after walking out of the door of the company, he saw a familiar and unfamiliar figure leaning on the car waiting for him.

"Harry?" Peter asked uncertainly, after all, he and Harry hadn't seen each other for years.

"Peter, long time no see." Harry forced a smile when he saw Peter.

"It's really you, Harry, we haven't seen each other for almost 5 years."

Peter said happily, reuniting old friends always makes people happy.

"Go, get in the car, let's talk to another place, I have a lot to say to you."

Harry wanted to give Peter a smile, but the anxiety and fear in his heart made him unable to laugh.

At this moment Peter felt Harry's unusual emotions even though he was slow, so he got into Harry's car without saying anything.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the door of a bar. The bar that was supposed to be full of people at this time was empty. Harry had already packed the bar while waiting for Peter.

After entering, Harry pulled his collar as if he was strangled and couldn't breathe. Then he picked up a bottle of spirits and poured himself a full glass, ignoring that the spirits brought the spirits to his throat and stomach. The fire-like burning sensation that came, just drank it.

Peter looked at him with complicated eyes, but he didn't stop him either.

"Harry saw something bad happened, so let him vent it now," Peter thought to himself.

"Peter, you know what, just now, my father died." Harry said flatly, feeling like an irrelevant person had died, looking extremely indifferent.

"What? Mr. Osborne died?" Peter exclaimed in disbelief, in exchange for a glass of spirits that Harry handed over.

Peter, who was full of incredible thoughts, took it mechanically and was taken, and then subconsciously sent it to his mouth to take a sip.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

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"Cough cough cough cough..."