Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

"It's your own fault."

Norman sneered, stood up and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, the tall buildings in New York made of reinforced concrete stood tall, and there were flying birds flying among the clouds.

He was in a trance for a moment, showing a determined look: "I will unite with General Ross to put pressure on Bruce Banner. From today, there is only one research direction left in the laboratory, and you can get all the resources... So, Richard, You only need to think about one thing now, and that is when will the research results that can be applied to humans actually appear."

"On this basis, whether it's animal experiments or human experiments, you can quickly advance... Don't care about the price, Osborne has the confidence to pay for you!"

"Richard, don't let me down."

Norman stared at Richard in front of him, his tone was soft but solemn, which made Richard subconsciously raise his chest and look serious.

"I will!"

After watching Richard leave the office, Norman touched his chin, picked up his phone, and dialed a number.

"Norman, what's the matter?"

A hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mendel, good news."

Norman said with a smile: "Captain America is not dead. The special forces dug him out from the Arctic ice and took a lot of blood samples from his body. At present, these blood samples have been sent to Osborne."

"I want one!"

Mendel Storm did not hesitate, of course he knew the purpose of Norman's call, and said firmly: "Norman, you said that you will always support me!"

"Of course, I expected more from you than Richard...but you let me down."

Norman restrained his smile, his tone remained the same, he was still gentle, and he spoke in an orderly manner: "These days, not only have you not made any contribution to the company, but you have just sat and watched the enemy grow bigger."

"Luke Cage is dead, I'm exposed! Now the whole New York underworld is looking for me!"

Mendel Storm lowered his voice, without any intention of being annoyed, he just replied: "I do want to take revenge on David Fisk, but I don't want to throw myself into a trap and take the initiative to die!"

Norman asked lightly: "Do you think confronting David is death?"

"In short, I lack the means to fight him now."

Mendel Storm did not shy away from his own weakness, and emphasized: "David is no longer the disabled person he was before. He cured his blood disease and became a vampire like Michael Morbius... I'm powerless against a guy like this."

After a pause, he changed the topic: "Norman, you know in your heart that Steve Rogers' blood sample is very useful to me. Noah Bernstein's body modification surgery has huge side effects, the ability cannot last for a long time, and it failed. The odds are high."

He said slowly: "If there is a blood sample from Steve Rogers, I can eliminate the side effects and improve the success rate of the operation. At that time, I can create a group of extraordinary thugs for you, and these people will become Osborne's most loyal Crowded."

"Because of this, I will always give you a chance."

Norman fell into deep thought, replied lightly, and then ordered: "I will have someone send the blood sample to the old place."

Of course he knew about Noah Bernstein's "body modification surgery."

The most successful object created by this technology is Luke Cage, who has died in David's hands.

But strictly speaking, the birth of Luke Cage was an accident.

Under normal circumstances, people who have undergone this surgical transformation cannot sustain their extraordinary abilities for a long time, and their lives will be overdrawn. The success rate is pitifully low, less than 30.00%.

Small-scale applications have a certain cost-effectiveness, and there is no possibility of large-scale promotion.

What Norman has to do now is to urge Mendel Storm and Noah Bernstein to speed up the improvement of "body modification surgery" as much as possible.

"You won't be disappointed."

Mendel Storm hung up the phone, looked at his old friend in front of him, Noah Bernstein, who invented body modification technology, and smiled: "Dude, we are not far away from the day of our debut..."

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the other side.

Richard returned to the laboratory to work hard.

Although his heart belongs to Fisk Pharmaceuticals, his body belongs to Osborne.

People are in Cao Ying and their hearts are in Han.

This is the impact of unreasonable job-hopping.

The most important thing is that Richard knows that Norman understands technology and is not easy to be fooled, but he dare not not do his best.

In fact, he was always suffocating in his heart.

Since he left, Fiske Pharmaceuticals has changed every day.

It’s only been a few months. Although there were objective factors before—I didn’t have any useful results on my side, Fiske Pharmaceuticals has developed the perfected bat serum and human body optimization technology in such a short period of time... …

Richard didn't think he was any worse than some of his old colleagues at Fiske Pharmaceuticals.

Therefore, he must come up with some results.

Whether it is in the eyes of David or Norman, he must prove his worth.

Especially when the laboratory resources are fully tilted to his side.

Leaving aside whether he would lose David's trust, if he didn't do anything, he would have to give up on himself even in the face of Norman, who was almost unavailable.

Sudden.

"Professor Parker, is it convenient for you now? I have something to ask you."

A not-so-familiar voice rang in Richard's ear.

He looked up.

It turned out to be Bruce's girlfriend, Betty Ross.

"Betty, what's the matter?"

Richard was a little surprised, turned his mind, and seemed to realize something: "Bruce didn't come to work today, something happened to him?"

"Yes."

Betty was taken aback. She didn't expect Richard to guess the reason so quickly, so she nodded with difficulty: "Bruce used himself as an experiment yesterday, and something is not right now."

"What's wrong?"

Richard gasped and used himself as an experiment. Why are young people so courageous nowadays?

"he……"

Betty opened her mouth, but didn't know how to explain it.

After half an hour.

Richard looked puzzled, and Betty in front of him spoke with difficulty: "He's green."

"Green?"

Richard was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"It's green."

Betty said in a worried tone, "His skin has completely turned green, and he has been unconscious and has a high fever. We don't know what happened to him."

Chapter 131 Avoid the limelight and kill two birds with one stone

After Richard got off work, he followed Betty to Bruce Banner's house.

A colleague of the joint laboratory, Bruce Banner's best friend, Harper, is taking care of him in a desperate way.

When Richard saw Bruce's green skin and lying on the bed, unconscious, he fell into deep thought.

He thought "turning green" was an intentional word, but he didn't expect it to be an adjective.

Then again, how can gamma ray enhancement turn people green?

What is the principle?

Could it be a side effect?

After reading the relevant data handed over by Betty, Richard was even more puzzled.

According to the data, Richard at this time was several times healthier than ordinary people, and the human enhancement experiment they conducted can be said to be very successful.

But why did Bruce Banner's skin turn green and he couldn't wake up?

Just as he was contemplating, Bruce Banner in front of him suddenly groaned.

This sound attracted the attention of the people in front of the bed.

I saw Bruce's eyelids trembling, his green complexion gradually faded, and he finally woke up.

Under Betty's excited expression, Bruce slowly opened his eyes.

He seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and he subconsciously waved his arms. His green fingers, which hadn't completely faded away, landed on the edge of the bed inadvertently. He closed his five fingers, plucked them hard, and clenched them into fists.

click!

The edge of the bed made of solid wood was crushed into powder-like sawdust by him.

Betty and Harper's eyes widened, Richard's expression was blank.

The whole place was silent.

After Bruce Banner regained consciousness, he half leaned on the pillow, realized what happened, raised his hand, stared blankly at the powder-like sawdust in his hand, took a breath of air-conditioning, followed his spirits, and was ecstatic .

"I succeeded?!"

He muttered to himself: "I knew it would work!"

The voice fell.

Can't wait to shoot again.

Not caring so much, the blood rushed to his head, he turned over, punched hard, turned around and smashed against the wall, doing a little strength experiment.

boom! !

Bruce's fist hit the wall, and there was severe pain.

"what--"

With a scream, he squatted on the ground and covered his slightly trembling hands, the pain on his face was fleeting, replaced by bewilderment.

"what happened?"

He didn't care about the sharp pain coming from his phalanx at all, his brows were furrowed, feeling something was wrong, a series of questions popped up in his mind: "Why did my power fail? Why am I normal again? Didn't I succeed?"

Seeing this, Richard restrained his shock, thoughtfully, and guessed: "Could it be that you only have superpowers when you turn green?"

"Green?"

Bruce looked at his body, inexplicably: "What do you mean?"

He had just woken up and had been in a coma before, so he was not clear about the specific changes in his body.

Beside, Betty and Harper saw this situation, looked at each other, and felt that what Richard said made sense.

"Is there any way to make you green again?" Harper pondered.

"Could it be strengthened by gamma rays again?" Betty frowned, and decisively ruled out this option.

Promoting human body strengthening through gamma rays, in principle, has been proved by Bruce, can be successful, but once it may be effective, continuous superposition is very likely to cause the collapse of human genes, or induce abnormal changes-turning people into monsters.

In short, now that it has been successful, it is best not to take the risk again.

Bruce Banner felt more and more baffled when he saw the silence of the few people in front of him.

"What about the experimental data?"

He clenched his fists with lingering fear. He didn't intend to try again, but hurriedly urged: "Give me the experimental data... With these data, our project will still have a chance to be kept and will not be cancelled! At that time, we There is still time to slowly figure out what happened to me!"

Hearing what Bruce said, Richard secretly sighed.

It's not that Bruce's persistence will take away more resources that he should be able to control, but that Bruce doesn't understand the status quo.

So what if Bruce succeeds?

Leaving aside Osborn, who was not interested in him, even his original backing, the military, made it clear that he did not intend to invest in his experimental project.

The existence of Captain America proves that Richard's "biological genetic modification" is the best direction.

How could Osborne and the military stay close and far away?

Unless Bruce directly took out the final product, slapped the high-level military on the face, pointed his nose and told them that I was better than Captain America!

Otherwise, Bruce is completely out and has no chance!