Under Osborn's personal arrangements, Du Mu's project laboratory was quickly put in place.
This exclusive laboratory was not only spacious and independent, but also equipped with a large amount of professional research equipment and ample experimental materials for him to use at any time.
Osborn had originally planned to arrange several researchers and assistants to help Du Mu with his work.
But Du Mu decisively refused, only accepting Gwen, an Osborn Group intern, to act as his assistant.
Time flew by.
A few days later, Osborn came to Du Mu's laboratory, eager to learn about the research progress.
He pushed open the laboratory door, and a strong and peculiar smell immediately assailed him.
Du Mu and Gwen were gathered around the experimental table, and on the table, a steaming hot pot was conspicuously placed!
"When blanching tripe, you must follow the seven-up, eight-down principle, understand?"
"I understand!"
Gwen unskillfully blanched the tripe with chopsticks, her focused and absorbed expression as if she were operating some precise experimental instrument.
The two were engrossed in the hot pot, completely unaware of Osborn at the door.
"What are you two doing!?"
Osborn finally couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but question them.
Seeing Osborn's arrival, Gwen's hand trembled in fright, and the tripe she had just picked up almost fell back into the pot.
Du Mu calmly raised his head and responded, "Can't you tell? We are developing a Life Potion."
If you didn't say it, I really wouldn't have been able to tell!
Osborn pointed at the boiling mandarin duck pot, his temple throbbing, and gritted his teeth, "Don't tell me, this pot of stuff is the Life Potion."
Du Mu explained earnestly, "It's like this, Mr. Osborn, we are developing a hot pot flavored Life Potion. In the future, we also plan to develop more flavors of Life Potion, so that patients will have more choices based on their preferences."
Osborn: "?"
Are you out of your mind!?
Who would make so many flavors for a potion? This is medicine, not a snack!
But Osborn was not in the mood to delve into this question now, and directly asked, "How much longer will it take to develop a bottle of Life Potion?"
Du Mu could clearly sense the unconcealable urgency in Osborn's words.
It was clear that Osborn's physical condition was getting worse and worse.
"Maybe one or two weeks, or about a month," Du Mu said casually.
Hearing this answer, Osborn's face turned ashen.
He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Can the development process of the Life Potion be accelerated?"
Du Mu asked curiously, "Why, Mr. Osborn, do you need it urgently?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
"Alright, that's a bit difficult. It mainly depends on fate."
Osborn: "?"
You're a scientist, talking about fate with me, a metaphysical concept. Is that appropriate!?
Osborn felt that Du Mu was somewhat unreliable, and with an ashen face, he said, "I don't care what method you use, you must produce a bottle of Life Potion within two days!"
"I'll do my best."
Du Mu spread his hands, Osborn snorted coldly, and left the laboratory.
Gwen put down her chopsticks and looked at Du Mu worriedly, "Du Mu, is this really okay?"
These past few days, she had been eating, drinking, and having fun with Du Mu... ahem, doing scientific research, so their relationship had become much closer.
Gwen was worried that if Du Mu couldn't produce the Life Potion, Osborn would settle accounts with him later.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Du Mu waved his hand indifferently. Anyway, he never intended to really work for Osborn.
What's the use of an NPC that can't even issue quests!
"It looks like it's time to act."
Du Mu pulled out a black access card and thought to himself.
After these days of observation, he discovered that a secret floor was hidden deep within the Osborn Building, but that floor could only be unlocked with Osborn's exclusive access card.
Just as Osborn approached earlier, Du Mu had swiped the access card from his pocket.
After a brief explanation to Gwen, Du Mu also left the laboratory.
He didn't act immediately but first slipped into an empty restroom and put on a disguise mask.
Yes, that's right, it was Stane's mask.
Then, he swaggered towards the elevator, waiting for it to descend.
Just then, an employee carrying documents happened to walk by and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the highly recognizable face in front of the elevator, immediately turning pale with fright.
"Mr. St... Stane?!"
As the former second-in-command and major shareholder of Stark Industries, Stane had a considerable reputation in the business and technology circles, so being recognized was perfectly normal.
"Hmm, it's me."
Du Mu imitated Stane's arrogant and cold tone, nodding slightly.
Just as the elevator door opened, he stepped in, unhesitatingly pressed the access card against the sensor area, and lit up the lowest floor button, which had never been open to ordinary employees.
As the elevator door slowly closed, the employee outside finally breathed a sigh of relief, patting his chest.
It must be said that the oppressive presence of a big shot like Stane was truly strong.
But very quickly, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
"That's not right, didn't the overwhelming news reports a while ago say that Stane died in an accident?"
"So that was..."
The employee swallowed, a chill running down his spine.
Oh my god! He seemed to have seen a ghost just now!
Ding!
The elevator door slid open smoothly, arriving at that mysterious final floor.
Du Mu stepped out and found that it was completely different from the bright laboratories upstairs.
Rather than a laboratory, it was more like a combination of a high-tech armory and a private research center.
In the most conspicuous central area, a cool green flying glider was displayed, and on the shelves next to it, a dozen pumpkin-shaped metal bombs were neatly arranged, along with a set of dark green tight-fitting combat uniform.
"Good heavens, the game designer actually hid so many treasures here!"
Du Mu's eyes lit up instantly.
He didn't hesitate, directly activating the automatic pick-up mode, and put all these equipment and weapons into his game inventory.
After all that, he turned his attention to an encrypted computer terminal in the corner connected to an independent network.
Du Mu took out his hacker phone and easily cracked and invaded this computer terminal.
As the screen unlocked, a large number of encrypted files appeared.
Du Mu quickly found a secret file marked with the Department of Defense emblem.
Clicking to view it, the file revealed that Osborn and the Military were collaborating, attempting to replicate a Super Soldier Serum project originating from World War II.
The report showed that after countless failures, two serum samples had been successfully replicated, but it was marked in vivid red that they had not undergone human trials, and the risks were unknown.
The moment Du Mu confirmed the content of this secret file, the system's prompt sounded in his mind.
[Quest 'Investigate the Osborn Group' settlement complete!]
[Reward obtained: 1000 experience points, 20 S.H.I.E.L.D. reputation, item 'Death Qi Bomb']
[Item: Death Qi Bomb (The head of the person hit by it ignites, their physical attributes are greatly increased, they exert all their strength to complete the last thing they regretted before being hit, the side effect is clothes bursting, which can easily lead to social death)]