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Harry Osborn instantly understood something; he suddenly gained a special ability. His body would eliminate all injuries, including illnesses, at the end of the first day and the beginning of the second, provided he changed into a new set of clothes. This wasn't even a restriction for Harry Osborn.
Seeing that Harry Osborn had successfully signed the contract with him, Lionel also smiled. He had just used the ability of the Entry—Divine Summoning to create a paper that looked like a contract, bestowing the ability of the Entry—Legendary Kill-Resistant King upon Harry Osborn.
In exchange, Harry Osborn and the future Osborn Group would become his loyal subordinates.
Not far away, Tony Stark, who had been silently watching Lionel and Harry Osborn interact, frowned. From his perspective, Lionel had nothing in his hands. As for the conversation between Lionel and Harry Osborn, he understood the meaning of every word, but he couldn't comprehend them when put together.
"How can he be so mystical? He feels a lot like the devils of legend. Were they just signing a devil's contract?" He began to suspect that the two weren't aliens, but devils from who knew where.
Tony Stark didn't act rashly. Although he didn't understand the part of the conversation when Lionel and Harry Osborn signed the contract, Tony Stark understood the preceding content. He also understood the situation with the Goblin, the Osborn Group's ousted young master. He had previously attacked him and Gwen because of mental issues; it was an episode of mental illness.
Since it was a mental illness, Tony Stark temporarily let the other party off. He wasn't a rigid person. Most importantly, he seemed to be unable to do anything about the two people beside him, and he knew Harry Osborn, so settling scores could be discussed later.
"Mr. Lionel, I will reclaim the Osborn Group as quickly as possible and serve you!"
Lionel nodded and said, "If you encounter a situation you can't resolve, contact me through the contract. I think you should know how to do it."
Tony Stark, who had been watching for a long time, finally spoke:
"Hey, hey, hey, you two seem to have arranged some unsavory matters in front of me. I think these things should be discussed in a small dark room."
"Mr. Stark, are you still here? The environment became quiet, and I thought you had left!" Lionel acted as if he had just noticed Tony Stark was still there.
The corner of Tony Stark's mouth twitched under his mask. This guy must have done it on purpose. What, am I, Tony Stark, very noisy?
"Heh, keeping quiet when others are talking is a basic courtesy. I, Tony Stark, am a person of quality."
Lionel said indifferently, "First time hearing that."
Tony Stark was about to say something more when he heard Lionel continue:
"Mr. Stark, for some important devices, you should prepare several backups. I don't think the light bulb on your chest is just for illumination!"
"What do you mean?" Tony Stark felt that the guy in front of him was hinting at something, but he couldn't figure it out at the moment.
"Nothing. Just reminding you to be careful. I bought hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of Stark Industries stock. If you disappear again like a few months ago, I'll go bankrupt. You'll need this."
With that, Lionel handed Tony Stark a card.
Tony Stark didn't take the card. He curled his lips and said,
"It seems you still don't understand me. I never take things handed to me by others."
"Really? I don't care if you don't take it by hand," Lionel said indifferently. Then, with the card in his hand, he lightly swiped it across the iron suit. There was no friction or tearing sound. The card, like the sharpest blade in the world, easily cut a slit in the armor, and then Lionel threw the card inside.
"What are you doing? Scratching me? My armor doesn't have pockets." Tony Stark didn't even notice what had happened. He just felt that the person's eyes in front of him seemed to have turned colorful for a moment, but then they disappeared instantly.
"Sir, there's a gap in the chest armor. Mr. Lionel threw the card in through the chest."
"What?" Tony Stark felt he had misheard. The main material of his armor was a gold-titanium alloy, specifically used for outer space and underwater environments. How could it be cut by a card?
"Jarvis, did you cut corners when manufacturing the armor, or is this card made of Adamantium?"
"Sir, the armor's manufacturing did not cut corners, and the card is just an ordinary business card."
"Very creative. You've successfully made me accept your business card." Tony Stark remained stubborn; he couldn't lose face.
"Just don't die, Mr. Stark. Pay attention to the people around you." After saying that, Lionel turned and left, with no intention of conversing with Tony Stark again.
Without stopping Lionel and Makima from leaving, Tony Stark took out the card that Lionel had stuffed into his armor. After examining it closely, he realized it wasn't a business card at all, but a "talisman" with strange patterns drawn on it.
"More like a devil,"
"Goblin kid, although you had a mental breakdown just now, you still injured my arm and destroyed a clock tower. You can't just brush that off as a mental illness."
Harry Osborn stood up and said coldly, "The Osborn Group will fund the repairs for the damage here later. As for your injuries, Mr. Stark, once I gain control of the Osborn Group, I will strengthen cooperation with Stark Industries."
"During this time, I will keep an eye on you to prevent you from going mad again." Although he decided not to pursue Harry Osborn's actions for now, Tony Stark was not at ease letting Harry Osborn go like this.
Harry Osborn did not reply.
On the other side, Spider-Man Peter Parker, who was still panting downstairs in the control center, heard someone calling him.
"Peter! Peter! Peter! Are you okay?"
Gwen Stacy ran over and, upon seeing Peter Parker, quickly knelt down to check his injuries.
"Gwen, it's so good that you're okay!" Peter Parker didn't mention his own condition, first expressing happiness for Gwen Stacy's safety.
"Don't talk about me, you look badly injured!"
Gwen Stacy lifted Peter Parker's Spider-Suit, and the wounds underneath pained her heart.
"They're just minor injuries. A little medicine and a good night's sleep, and I'll be fine!" Peter Parker made a gesture indicating it was nothing to worry about.
He wasn't being brave. After being bitten by the spider, Peter Parker's recovery ability had greatly improved. Injuries that would take weeks or even months for an ordinary person to heal completely would only take him a few days of rest to fully recover.
"I'll get the car. We're going to the hospital now. It looks like the flight to London will be delayed, but it seems we can lie in hospital beds together!"
Gwen Stacy smiled.