"With my current skills and experience, I could make my ten-years-ago self tremble. But after all, I don't have the physical fitness I had ten years ago.
So when General Ross said you could make me twenty years younger, I agreed without hesitation," Emil Blonsky said excitedly.
"Very good. I like soldiers like you," General Ross replied with a smile.
He patted Blonsky's shoulder and led him into the lab. The news of Captain America being recovered from the Arctic was too significant.
Besides a few bigwigs, no one else knew. But Captain America's blood, hair, and bodily fluids would be of great benefit to the Super Soldier program research.
Blonsky looked at the precision instruments and felt a bit uneasy. Still, he stripped down to his shorts and lay on the cold operating table.
He began to undergo the Super Soldier program modification.
Osborn Group, inside the secret research lab.
Norman Osborn, rumored to be seriously ill, was busy working in the lab. Many draft papers covered the table, filled with dense formulas.
Norman Osborn knew the Osborn family suffered from a hereditary disease that had tormented him in recent years.
Harry's hereditary disease would manifest within the next three years at most. Although his own days were numbered, he had to solve the family's hereditary disease for Harry's sake.
He had spent a fortune purchasing the military's remaining Super Soldier Serum formulas.
Although the military was reluctant to share them, he had guaranteed the results would only be supplied back to the military after successful research.
He had possessed the formula for some time but had not made much progress.
Until today, when Tim brought a small tube of about 10cc of Captain America Steve Rogers's blood along with a few hair samples. This led to a breakthrough in his experiment.
Perhaps it could cure their family's hereditary disease.
"Human Enhancement Potion. I might call it that," Norman Osborn said, his face filled with excitement.
Although the developed potion was not as powerful as the Super Soldier Serum, it could still grant immense strength and enhance human intelligence.
Although the potion had not been completed yet, the theoretical progress showed the method was feasible. It just needed time to perfect.
"Tim, how has Harry been doing recently?" Norman Osborn put down the test tube in his hand and asked, narrowing his eyes.
"The board members have been very restless lately, and Young Master Harry is having a hard time dealing with these old foxes," Tim replied.
"Hmph! As long as I, Norman Osborn, am alive, this company will only be named Osborn!" Norman Osborn snorted coldly, his voice full of dominance.
He then lowered his head and continued researching the development of the Human Enhancement Potion.
He was confident he could produce the finished product within a few days.
If this Human Enhancement Potion came out, it would not only cure his family's hereditary disease but also open a new chapter for humanity.
His Osborn Group would surpass Stark Industries in one fell swoop and become the true number one enterprise in the United States.
"How is Dr. Connors's experiment progressing?" Norman Osborn asked without looking up.
"It has been successfully researched. The experiments on mice yielded results, and human trials have now begun," Tim said.
"Is that so? I understand. You may leave now," Norman Osborn replied indifferently. His gaze fixed on the city lights coming on outside, and a boundless ambition rose in his heart.
Inside a medical room somewhere in New York City.
Joseph's face was distorted with rage. His hands were stained with blood, and behind him lay numerous scattered body parts—a terrifying sight.
Who had truly caused him to become this way? It was those officials in the Pentagon who idled in their positions and viewed the lives of soldiers as cold numbers.
Joseph still remembered his oath in front of the flag, swearing to fight to defend the nation's territory and dignity and to protect the lives and freedom of its people.
He had kept his promise, but the federal government had betrayed him, dismissing all his sacrifices with a bronze medal worth eighteen dollars.
He wanted these people to pay the price! He wanted those responsible to bear the consequences for the wrongs they had committed against him!
Peter and Dr. Connors were still waiting. Because they believed the serum was still in Tim's hands, they thought there was still room for a turnaround if given a little more time to improve it.
"Hey, Gwen. What's wrong?" Peter answered the phone and asked.
"Peter, no time to explain! Quickly turn on the TV and switch to Fox New York News!" Gwen's voice sounded anxious, with no intention of exchanging pleasantries.
"What? Okay." Peter's unease grew as he heard her words. He turned on the TV and switched to the channel.
"According to our report, a major riot has broken out in the Bronx. An unknown creature attacked the borough government office in the Bronx," the TV station reported.
The footage was shaky, as the photojournalist seemed to be filming while moving.
"This unknown creature has a humanoid form, but its body is more like a lizard. Its height is close to four meters. Its strength is incredibly powerful, and although its body is large, its speed is also very fast. The police are currently rushing to the scene, and it is still unknown how many casualties this incident will cause."
At the same time, many people saw this news.
Natasha was one of them. Looking at the Lizard Man on TV, whose height was comparable to the Hulk, she was a bit stunned.
"Wow, what's wrong with this world? How did another monster like Hulk appear?" Natasha exclaimed.
"Hulk? No, no, no. Hulk can easily smash this guy to death. This guy can at most beat a mutant like Peter," Ren said indifferently.
Who was Hulk? The strongest creature on the surface. Even Thor could hammer him, and he could not be beaten by a mere Lizard Man.
It was just that this guy did not seem to be Dr. Connors.
Lizard should not be this tall—at most two meters—and he would still wear a white lab coat. This guy had nothing on him and did not look like him at all.
Could it be that because of his little butterfly effect, the plot had deviated again?
"Do you want to absorb this guy's abilities?" Natasha asked. She could now use Peter's spider abilities, but that was not enough. She wanted more.
"No, this guy is useless except for his regeneration ability. I don't need regeneration at all," Ren replied, pouting indifferently.
"Oh." Natasha heard this and also lost interest. If even Ren was not interested, she was even less so.
"If you want, you can spar with him and master your current abilities. That would also be excellent. After all, obtaining abilities and not using them is meaningless," Ren said indifferently.
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