Empire State University, nestled in Upper Manhattan, stands as a prestigious Ivy League institution. Upon entering, one is greeted by the motto: "Strive for Excellence." Gwen Stacy, with her stellar grades, gained admission to the biology department here.
Levi instructed 2B to wait in the car, then entered the university alongside Gwen. 2B watched Levi intently, concerned for his safety until he disappeared from view.
The vibrant campus buzzed with energy, girls in short skirts and black stockings showcasing their fair skin. Of course, Levi's eyes skimmed over the occasional darker-skinned individuals.
"University life is truly good," Levi commented.
Gwen, clutching her bag and staring at her toes, was puzzled by his remark. "Huh?"
"Nothing," Levi replied, glancing at her distracted demeanor.
Soon, the bell rang. Gwen let out an 'ah' and dashed forward. "Master, I'm going to class now." She waved back, almost tripping, but quickly recovered, balancing with one hand.
"Be careful!" Levi called after her, then proceeded to the laboratory.
Arriving at the biology lab, Levi knocked on the door. "Professor Connors, it's me."
Curtis Connors, a former military doctor who lost his right arm in the war, eagerly welcomed Levi. After retiring, Connors dedicated himself to researching limb regeneration technology. Levi had brought him to New York, offering support for his experiments and helping him join Empire State University as a professor, primarily to tap into U.S. funding.
"Li, you're here," Connors greeted warmly.
"I heard you were looking for me," Levi said.
"That's right, my experiment has reached a critical stage, but I feel it's not safe here," Connors explained, leading Levi to a disturbed area of the lab. "Many are watching our experiment, and I'm worried someone might sabotage it."
Levi observed the signs of intrusion, noting the intruder's skill and apparent data-seeking intent. Levi's publicity efforts for the experiment had generated significant buzz, attracting both interest and pressure.
Connors was researching a DNA serum incorporating reptilian genes, sparking public interest. The success or failure of the experiment would greatly impact his reputation.
"Really? Let's move the experiment to the company," Levi suggested. "By the way, Professor Connors, we must ensure everything is foolproof with so many eyes on this."
"I understand," Connors nodded, acknowledging the pressure.
Levi's strategy of publicizing the experiment was intended to ensure Connors maintained rigor in his research. The widespread attention prevented reckless actions.
"Moreover, Future Technology Company is developing new technology that may assist your experiment," Levi added.
"Artificial intelligence?" Connors inquired, aware of Levi's recent publicity and debates with Tony Stark.
"That would indeed be effective."
Levi arranged for the company's security to relocate the experiment. He was cautious, knowing the envy surrounding Future Technology, and aware of the dangers in America.
Soon, Future Technology's security arrived. Despite their prosthetics and metal plates, none dared underestimate them.
"Be careful," Connors urged as they moved the equipment.
The security team, experienced veterans, ensured a well-prepared escort.
Levi invited Connors to ride with him. "Professor Connors, would you like to ride in my car?"
"No, I must stay with my research findings," Connors declined, prioritizing his work above all else.
Levi accepted this, using his walkie-talkie to remind the team, "Stay alert!"
The convoy set off, with Levi monitoring their progress closely.
"All clear!"
"Vehicle two is still following, no suspicious individuals detected."
"Remain vigilant," Levi instructed.
2B drove the Maybach steadily, trailing at the convoy's rear. Traffic was heavy, but that provided some reassurance.
Suddenly, 2B alerted, "Master, one car's movements are suspicious!"
"Which one?" Levi asked, looking around.
"In the adjacent lane at the intersection, heading towards us." 2B's observations were precise, despite not using her eyes directly.
"Stop!" Levi trusted her judgment, immediately ordering a halt.
The transport vehicles in front braked sharply. A tanker truck barreled from the intersection, tipping over with a thunderous crash.
"Boom!" Passersby scattered, fearing an explosion.
At the convoy's rear, several transport vehicles quickly surrounded Future Technology's transport vehicles, ensuring protection and preventing any further incidents.