Curt Connors waved his intact right hand, exceptionally excited.
God knows how many scornful looks he had endured; even among the most authoritative herpetology experts, he was often secretly mocked for his missing right hand.
He would tell everyone he met that he was left-handed, but did he really have a choice?
Before his right hand disappeared, he was right-handed!
"The sooner, the better!"
Aaron glanced at the time. "I'll arrange for someone to help you move your materials. From now on, this is your home. Any problems?"
"No problem! The company is my home! I love it here!"
Connors suppressed his excitement and turned to leave.
Beside him, Dr. Otto watched the two converse, happy for his old friend who had achieved his goal and found his life's purpose, but at the same time, he was shocked by the strength displayed by the Osborn Group.
Could it be...
Was this limb regeneration serum developed by Aaron?
Otherwise, why would Norman entrust such a large company to such a young man?
People outside were waiting to see the Osborn Group fail. Those medical groups were all celebrating, buying champagne, just waiting for this international giant, Osborn, to fall so they could all divide and devour it!
But clearly, the beautiful dreams of those people outside were about to be shattered.
This man in front of them would use ironclad facts to tell the whole world that the Osborn Group, in his hands, would develop into a super behemoth surpassing Stark Industries!
It could even determine the future of all humanity!
Otto became more reserved.
Aaron looked at him,
"Dr. Otto!"
"I'm here!"
Otto straightened up, his posture quite standard, like a soldier awaiting inspection by a general.
"I hear you're researching something... the 'Little Sun Project'?"
"Yes, it's a nuclear fusion project, a controllable nuclear fusion reaction that uses a resonance frequency to enhance the effect of nuclear fusion, ultimately producing powerful, infinite energy, like the sun, providing endless power!"
"Once the nuclear fusion machine is successful, it will be a small sun, providing cheap electricity for everyone..."
Aaron patiently listened to him explain his plan.
"So Mr. Otto, you need a lot of money!"
"Yes, sir, my plan requires precious tritium. Currently, tritium is incredibly rare, and without sufficient funds and technology, it's impossible to produce the amount of tritium needed for the 'Little Sun'. Moreover..."
"So, if you have enough tritium, you can build the 'Little Sun' at any time?"
Aaron didn't listen to the technical jargon; he only cared about what he was focused on.
Otto nodded. "I've dedicated half my life to the 'Little Sun'. The nuclear fusion machine has already been designed; it just needs start-up capital..."
"But you can't guarantee its safety."
Otto became anxious. "I'm confident..."
"I've seen too many people like you, but they all failed! Currently, there's only one successful person."
"That's Tony Stark!"
Aaron looked at him calmly.
Upon hearing that name, Otto wilted like a frosted eggplant.
"Alright, I know, Mr. Stark has already developed my concept. He has perfectly mastered the energy of the sun..."
"But sir! Stark has become an energy giant with the Arc Reactor. As long as you help me build the 'Little Sun', the Osborn Group can also compete with him in the energy sector!"
"But I don't need to!"
Otto was stunned.
If the Osborn Group didn't fund him, then no one else would be this "sucker."
Stark Industries had ready-made products that were more miniaturized, safer, and more reliable.
His thing, like Professor Connors', only existed in theory.
It had never undergone practical verification.
What's more, if it succeeded, great, but what if it failed?
Aaron chuckled, "Is Stark Industries that impressive? Why would I need the 'Little Sun' to surpass him?"
"Is the limb regeneration serum enough? Is the super healing serum enough? Is the anti-aging serum enough?"
Dr. Otto was taken aback, then said dejectedly, "Then Mr. Aaron, why did you call me here? You're not just trying to amuse me, are you?"
Seeing this, Aaron knew it was about time. He paused for a while, then shifted into a more comfortable position.
"Dr. Otto, although the group doesn't need your technology, I personally value your wisdom."
"I am personally willing to fund you to achieve your dream, but you need to serve me for life!"
"Not only do I want to build the 'Little Sun', I also want to create things that only exist in science fiction, do you understand?"
Compared to the 'Little Sun Project', Aaron valued Otto's talent more.
Perhaps in terms of intelligence, he wasn't as good as Tony Stark.
Nor was he as good as Howard Stark, who had been dead for over a decade.
But without a doubt, he was also one of the smartest people in the Marvel universe.
Aaron needed such talented people to work for him.
As for intelligence... there would be ways to solve that in the future.
Otto wrestled with his thoughts for a long time, recalling Curt's performance just now, and then Aaron's casual mention of various fantastical serums.
Most importantly, Aaron appreciated him as a person!
Simply because of his talent, Aaron was willing to personally pay, regardless of the cost, to help him achieve his dream.
Such a boss was quite rare throughout history!
"Boss, perhaps we can start working as soon as possible."
Otto made up his mind; he would just get on this giant ship from now on!
Anyway, he didn't have many days left to live.
Aaron didn't know his thoughts. If he did, he would definitely say: Don't worry, I'll let you live longer, work for me your whole life, until I am omniscient and omnipotent.
"Very good! Oh, and Doctor, I heard you also created a kind of intelligent mechanical auxiliary arm."
Aaron brought up another point.
Otto perked up. "Yes, boss, they are specifically designed to handle nuclear fusion, capable of resisting high temperatures and magnetism. They connect directly to a person's spinal cord, and then the brain controls these mechanical arms through neural connections."
"I adopted nano-neuro-wires..."
Aaron raised a hand to interrupt,
"I'll give you enough funds later. Get me one of those things."
Otto nodded immediately upon hearing this.
"No problem, I'll go back and get them now!"
"However, boss, they carry a certain danger. If you plan to use them yourself, you must protect the inhibitor chip inside to prevent the mechanical arms from taking over."
"I won't use that thing."
Aaron shook his head. He wouldn't use it even without Otto's reminder.
He knew even more clearly than Otto how dangerous that thing truly was.
He thought of something and suddenly spoke, "So, you also have research in artificial intelligence?"
Otto proudly lifted his head. "I researched it for a while in my spare time, and I'm at the forefront of the world in artificial intelligence."
"Good. Later, develop an AI program for me. The smarter, the better. I have a use for it."
Otto readily agreed. These were minor matters. As long as he helped him achieve his dream, what if he developed ten of them?
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Chapter 22: Don't get me wrong, everyone here is trash
After sending Otto and Connors away,
Aaron shivered slightly, then after a moment, praised, "Felicia, you've made great progress, commendable!"
Felicia crawled out from under the table, wiping her mouth as she swallowed.
"Boss, it's mainly because the ability you gave me is too powerful. I feel like my tongue is even more flexible than my hands!"
She said, licking the corner of her mouth.
Giant Tongue Lash, no joke!
Unisex, incredibly flexible, definitely one of the strongest auxiliary abilities!
Aaron nodded slightly, then frowned. "Where's Norman? I haven't seen him since this morning."
"Did he go to research the healing serum?"
Norman, with his experience in developing the Green Goblin serum, was naturally the undisputed head of the healing serum reverse-engineering project.
It was said that he was conducting experiments late at night in his hidden laboratory at his villa.
He was even more eager than Aaron, the boss.
Felicia quickly pulled out her phone and asked Norman's secretary.
"Bad news, boss, the other shareholders of the company have ganged up against us. Mr. Norman has been arguing with them all morning..."
Aaron frowned slightly upon hearing this.
"Those fat rats... isn't it better to take the money and leave?"
But... there was no money!
Felicia didn't say that.
The company's stock price had fallen, coupled with Norman's previous failed investments.
If it weren't for the cooperation with the military on human enhancement serums, which brought in a good deal of military research funds, the group company would have found it difficult to maintain normal operations!
"Boss, someone leaked the news that Norman abandoned the human enhancement serum to focus on the so-called super healing serum. The relevant military officials have expressed considerable dissatisfaction."
"I'm afraid those shareholders want to use this opportunity to force him out, preparing to package and sell the group while it hasn't completely collapsed and is still worth a lot..."
"According to reliable sources, politicians, the military, and other powerful companies such as Hammer Tech, Roxxon Corporation, Pym Technologies, and Exploration Aerospace are currently observing this showdown."
"Especially Roxxon Corporation, their positioning is similar to our group. They not only deeply cultivate the fields of biochemistry but also have military research."
Oh, so they see me as a big cake, eagerly rushing to divide and devour it?
Aaron raised an eyebrow. "So these fat rats are the puppets they secretly support?"
"Take me to see! I'd like to know who dares to stir up trouble in my territory!"
"I've spoiled them!"
Aaron didn't like to kill people, but that didn't mean he couldn't; he was just too lazy to.
If someone was ignorant enough to provoke him.
Then, he was sorry, he would let his enemies know why the flowers were so red!
Because, they were all blood!
..."Norman, I reiterate, the Osborn Group's situation has reached an extremely dangerous point."