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"Mr. Norman Osborn is extremely angry about the attack that took place inside the Osborn Industries building and strongly condemns Spider-Man for being a participant in it!"
"...He's like a vandal! What's even scarier is that this vandal always thinks he's doing good things! I sincerely hope the police can arrest him as soon as possible! It's terrible to have someone like him out there! Believe me, although many people think Spider-Man is fighting crime, the real efforts and achievements that deserve recognition are from the police! Not some hooded, fearful person. He also took away the technological gem of Osborn Industries! Even though it was a failure, it was still property of Osborn Industries!
The world will not become worse because there is one less Spider-Man, nor will it become better because there is one more Spider-Man..."
Norman Osborn expressed his opinions in front of the reporters with a sullen face.
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"How on earth did Norman Osborn determine that it was Peter Jr. who took his property, the can of Lizard Potion?"
Inside Heberon, Luke looked at An Jing, who came to claim credit, with a confused look on his face.
"How should I know?" Quietly, he stroked the jar of lizard potion beside him and said nonchalantly. "This thing is really good. I was really thinking about living in symbiosis with Dr. Connors. You could think of it as parasitism, whatever. After all, as a new species, I'm very curious about him."
Maybe I could have obtained his complete genes? A reserve, of sorts, wouldn't you say? But time was tight, and Gwen wasn't a good host at all. She was a wimp and yet she loved to show off! After she passed out, I was her replacement the entire time. By the time I finished fighting, her father had arrived with his men! Luckily, I was a bit more lucid at the time. Otherwise, if Gwen had woken up and discovered her father was gone, and I had done it myself, wouldn't that have been the end?
I don't know how to cheer up girls."
"No, what I want to ask is why this bottle of lizard potion is in your hands!" Luke rubbed his eyebrows.
"I couldn't beat up Gwen's father, and I didn't want to be hit by a weapon that would turn me into a giant block of ice with one shot, so naturally I just ran away! Of course, you could be more understanding and think I was selectively retreating. And then that little spider, before leaving, used spider silk to take the jar away with it.
I followed him for a while, thinking this must be a good thing, otherwise why would that lizard man and the little spider want it?" An Jing explained convincingly.
"So, you just snatched it away?" Luke couldn't help but roll his eyes. He felt like he'd underestimated his symbiote, Quiet. Venom and her, each one of them was either a troubled teenager or a troubled woman. How had he ever thought Quiet was okay? Was it because she'd always been so obedient and cooperative in his presence?
"Of course, good things should be kept in one's own hands." An Jing's tone was full of matter-of-factness, automatically categorizing herself as one of Luke's group. "Although my host is Gwen, you're my true breeder! I'll definitely bring you good things! What's your attitude? Are you dissatisfied with my approach? Let me tell you, in my lifetime, I've experienced at least eighty hosts, if not a hundred, and over twenty schizophrenic patients! I've never been this kind to anyone, so don't be ungrateful!"
"Thank you very much." Luke didn't want to say anything more. What was he going to do with this thing? To build a giant lizard for fun?
Is it that his self-healing potion is not selling well, or is it that the mechanical prosthesis is finally out of stock?
Even if it's a superhuman potion that improves a person's physical fitness, Luke has his own standards and settings. Furthermore, this thing has been imprinted with the genes of Osborn Industries since its inception. Not to mention that Luke wouldn't sacrifice his own reputation and that of Heberon to sell it. Even if Osborn didn't care, it would still be a defective product! It would have serious side effects!
Luke had no intention of researching and perfecting such a thing that had serious side effects, the technology came from someone else, and the subsequent release would also face a lot of problems.
The technology is good, but Haibolun's own technology is in line.
"Can you give me a snack?" An Jing finally revealed her true intentions. "I've consumed a lot of energy fighting, and I need to replenish my nutrition these days. Gwen ate six servings of food after waking up, which scared her mother and brother. I want six servings too."
Luke looked at An Jing who was looking at him eagerly, woke up the White Queen and asked.
"Where's Gwen now?"
"In Dr. Johnson's laboratory." White Queen gave the answer almost instantly.
"Tell her to come over now and take An Jing away." Luke ordered.
"So, what about the extra meal?" An Jing asked persistently.
"I will," Luke said helplessly. Facing a foodie whose brain might go haywire at any moment, what could Luke do?
An Jing, who got a satisfactory answer from Luke, calmed down contentedly. Of course, she was only quiet for a moment, and soon she turned her gaze to Venom, who had been pretending to be dead since she came in.
"I seemed to vaguely feel that you were nearby last night. Did you go there too?" An Jing stretched out a tentacle and knocked on the container jar of venom.
"Speak? Why are you playing dead?" An Jing waited a few seconds, feeling discontented after receiving no response. She intensified her tentacle's force, banging on Venom's container. However, Venom remained dead, and no matter how hard she pounded, he kept saying, "I'm just a puddle of mud! A lifeless puddle of mud!"
An Jing teased Venom for a while, but soon lost interest when she realized he wasn't cooperating. She turned her attention to the two little guys, Little Hab and Mister, but she only glanced at them a few times and had no intention of getting close. The power these two little guys carried made her very uncomfortable, either feeling hot or cold.
But soon Jing didn't need to be bored anymore, because Gwen hurried over and took her into her body.
"She's finally gone." Venom came back to life cautiously until he could no longer sense the quiet presence.
"Are you afraid of her?" Luke was puzzled.
"You don't understand! She's a very special symbiote. Look at the hosts she chose before, I wouldn't even consider them! Honestly, the host she chose this time, I thought she'd changed." Venom grumbled softly. He couldn't win, and the relationship couldn't be stable, so shouldn't he stay away? Now Venom didn't even bother to talk to An Jing, because there wouldn't be anything meaningful to say anyway.