And this was right when his original body had just finished the first draft of his dissertation.
Seeing the difficult road ahead for his doctorate, Watt decided to find two women to comfort himself, which led to today's events.
However, in Qingshui's view, overall, his original body was quite lucky. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, had excellent grades, and was incredibly wealthy. Even his mentors were top scientists like Norman Osborn and Bruce Banner.
It was just that the former had already died from illness, and the latter had probably become the Hulk.
Looking out the window, Qingshui silently continued to absorb his original body's memories, especially his decent scientific literacy.
In the DC Universe, Qingshui could only conduct research on his own in the early stages. After developing further, he had Victor's guidance, and now he was even capable of hiring many scholars to teach him. With his own abilities, acting as a doctoral student in physical engineering wouldn't really expose him.
But his original body's memories were still very valuable. Being able to access humanity's cutting-edge knowledge through Norman and Columbia University could provide him with a certain supplement and improvement to his own related skills.
This made Qingshui once again marvel at how truly good his luck was this time.
A very smooth start!
Just then, perhaps awakened by the commotion Qingshui had made, a blonde woman climbed out of bed and, naked, embraced Qingshui, who was still bare.
"Darling, what are you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
Qingshui reached behind him and slapped the elastic backside of the "big foreign mare."
"Want to go again this morning?"
"No need, I have things to do. The butler should have breakfast ready. You can leave after you eat."
Someone, ruthless after his deed, broke free from the soft flesh behind him and pulled a white shirt from a nearby hanger, beginning to put it on.
He really did have things to do.
Osborn Corporation was about to hold an extraordinary shareholders' meeting, and as a board member, he naturally needed to attend.
Norman Osborn had just died, and his estate would be inherited entirely by his son, Harry Osborn, as per his will.
But...
Harry Osborn here was only ten years old!
After Norman Osborn's death, Harry's guardian would be Bernard Houseman, the Osborn family's loyal butler, but Harry only inherited Norman's shares in Osborn.
The chairman position was now vacant. The shareholders of Osborn Corporation either had to elect someone like Norman who could command respect to be the new chairman and lead them, or the board of directors would jointly appoint a CEO to manage the company for them.
In the past, Norman Osborn had held both roles.
Qingshui, of course, also wanted to fill such a role.
Even though Osborn Corporation's stock had fallen due to Norman's death, making it seem somewhat precarious, it was still a behemoth with a market capitalization exceeding one hundred billion.
If he could successfully take control of this company, it could bring him a lot of Fortune and even serve as a springboard for further development in other directions.
As for the blonde twins...
He and they were simply getting what they needed from each other.
They were responsible for fulfilling Qingshui's physiological needs, and Qingshui was responsible for their financial needs—a very fair exchange.
After breakfast and changing into a custom-tailored suit, the twins had already been sent off by the butler, Jorge.
Glancing at the clock on the wall, Qingshui saw he still had some time. He took out a laptop and began to browse.
The current date was June 23, 2011.
Opening the Google webpage, Qingshui first typed in the word "Spider-Man."
Harry Osborn was only ten years old now, so what about Peter Parker?
Sure enough, there was no news about Spider-Man.
Qingshui typed "Superhero" again and pressed Enter.
The first search result was a YouTube video with over a hundred million views.
A middle-aged man with a mustache stood on a platform emblazoned with "STARK," casually tossing aside the small piece of paper that served as his speech.
"The truth is, I am Iron Man."
The video's title was: Tony Stark, the Only Superhero.
The next search result was the Wikipedia entry for the historical figure Captain America.
This was a Marvel Universe similar to the MCU.
Qingshui made a preliminary judgment in his mind.
Closing the browser, Qingshui then opened a folder and entered a password.
Inside were various high-end scientific research materials that his original body had accessed from Norman, as well as his original body's doctoral dissertation.
Innovative Application Research Based on Plasma Confinement and Energy Conversion
Qingshui quickly scanned the abstract and table of contents.
This dissertation was quite useful to him.
Such in-depth research based on plasma might be of some help to him in developing Separation Release.
Theoretically, the knowledge contained within could also be used to create Hall Thrusters and Plasma Cannons powerful enough to propel rockets, provided there was a sufficiently strong energy source.
Qingshui pondered for a moment, then closed the folder and created a new document, naming it — TSL New Energy Plan.
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At 8:58 AM, in a conference room at Osborn Tower in Manhattan, New York.
Ten-year-old Harry Osborn, with red-rimmed eyes, sat at the head of the table in a well-tailored small suit.
"Okay, everyone's here now. I don't see why we need to wait until exactly nine; let's just start the shareholders' meeting."
An old man with a neatly trimmed beard, seeing Qingshui and Harry Osborn take their seats last, spoke up.
He seemed to command great respect; his name was Mencken.
During Norman's time, he had been Norman's deputy and the CEO of Osborn Corporation, making him one of the most knowledgeable about Osborn's current situation.
After receiving tacit approval from the shareholders, Mencken began to speak.
"First, I want to express my regret for Mr. Norman's passing. He was a great entrepreneur and scientist. Harry, please accept my condolences."
"But at the same time, I must point out that due to Norman's death, Osborn Corporation's stock has plummeted by thirteen percent in a single day. We urgently need to introduce market-approved products to prove that Osborn's strength remains undiminished."
"Unfortunately, in the years before his passing, Norman shifted the company's focus entirely to the biomedical field, yet failed to achieve effective results, leaving the company's financial state on the brink of collapse."
"We currently lack products, and we also lack sufficient funds to develop new ones. Therefore, I personally suggest a strategic contraction first, cutting some of the funding in the medical sector to stabilize the company's situation, stop losses in time, stabilize the stock price, and then pursue further development."
Mencken's words prompted frequent nods from the Osborn Corporation shareholders.
This was indeed a mature and steady strategy.
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