"The Osborn Group will stop sponsoring this project?" Connors was on the verge of a breakdown.
Growing a new hand had always been his dream. He had always hoped to perfect this technology, not just for himself, but for many disabled people like him.
In the original story, however, his wish was twisted by the Lizard Serum into "reptiles are the most noble creatures, and everyone should become Lizard."
"Yes, Dr. Connors. In fact, everyone is well aware of the side effects of the Lizard Serum. After all this time, it's time you faced reality."
"But no, just give me a little more time—"
"Dr. Connors!"
Harry did not back down an inch, his gaze leaving Connors speechless.
If the person here were Norman Osborn, he could dismiss it as an entrepreneur not understanding science and technology, or the noble sentiments of scientists like them. But the person here was Harry.
Harry was a genius inventor he recognized, and a scientist himself. Being rejected by a peer he respected, and being unable to refute them, was the worst feeling of all.
"Fine, I understand." After saying this, Connors slumped into his chair as if he had lost all his strength.
"It's good that you understand. However, the Osborn Group will still acquire your technology. Additionally, I'd like you to take a look at these."
Harry turned on the laboratory screen, which began displaying images, mostly of disabled people using prosthetic limbs. Connors gave a bitter smile after watching.
"Since I've failed this time, I'll dutifully put on a prosthetic."
Hearing Connors' tone, Harry secretly shook his head. If left alone, Connors would likely still conduct Lizard Serum experiments in secret and eventually become the Lizard.
"I'm showing you these because I hope you can look at prosthetics from a different perspective," Harry said, sitting opposite Connors. "Doctor, I know you've always envied the regenerative abilities of reptiles, but tell me, can reptiles build a civilization?"
Connors remained silent.
"Among all species, only humans can break through the atmosphere and reach the moon on their own. So, I don't think you need to be so obsessed with having the regenerative powers of a Lizard."
"But isn't gaining the same regenerative ability as a Lizard through one's own wisdom also an expression of human capability?"
Harry was momentarily choked by these words. Thinking about it carefully, that was indeed the case.
"Sigh, forget it, I'm not cut out for preaching. Dr. Connors, please take a look at this data."
Harry plugged a USB drive into the computer, and technologies for neural implants and prosthetics were fully displayed before Connors' eyes.
As the information played, Connors became increasingly enthralled—neural reconstruction, superconducting fiber bio-nerves, organ reconstruction...
"Are there finished products for these technologies? Have they been implemented?"
Hearing the slight tremor in Connors' voice, Harry knew he had succeeded.
"Not yet, but with your involvement, I think we'll have results very soon." Harry smiled. "This will also be sponsored by the Osborn Group."
"I... I think I can join," Connors said, turning around. "But how on earth did you do it? To have so much data and information without even conducting experiments... it looks as if this technology is already mature!"
I'm using cheats. Of course, Harry couldn't say that.
"A genius's sudden inspiration, you know how it is." Having said that, Harry switched the image on the screen, this time showing Dr. Otto's mechanical arms.
"Dr. Connors, the first goal of this project is the item on the screen. This was developed by Dr. Otto himself."
After a brief explanation of the relationship between Dr. Otto's Controlled Nuclear Fusion project and the mechanical arms, Connors immediately understood what he needed to do.
"Then, that's all for today. You two should communicate frequently. I'm leaving these two era-defining projects to you." After finishing his instructions, Connors and Otto saw Harry off to his luxury limousine.
"Yes, yes, leave the hard work to us while you go off and enjoy yourself, young millionaire." Connors and Otto shared a look and teased Harry with a smile.
"Doctors, I am managing a trillion-dollar tech company!" Harry said as he put his arm around Hurley's shoulder and closed the window. "Goodbye, you two."
While holding Hurley, Harry's other hand weighed a black USB drive containing data on the Lizard Serum.
"This World really is full of enhancement serums... now I have two in my hands, the Lizard Serum and the Green Goblin Enhancer. Unfortunately, both have severe side effects."
[Host detected to possess two human enhancement technologies. Human Enhancement Questline initiated.]
[Quest Issued: Acquire at least three different human enhancement technologies.]
[Quest Reward: spartan program Phase II Bio-Modification Technology.]
[Quest Progress: 2/3]
Harry suddenly sat up straight with a bang, startling the driver, the bodyguard, and the little secretary Hurley.
"Haha, it's nothing, I just suddenly had some inspiration."
The spartan program was the human enhancement project of the United Nations Space Command from the Halo series in his previous life, aimed at creating Super Soldiers for interstellar warfare! Although the system only provided half of the spartan program—the bio-modification technology—it was still something extraordinary!
Although human enhancement technologies were everywhere in this Marvel-like World, mature enhancement technologies without side effects were still highly sought after! Not to mention that the spartan program was something prepared for interstellar war!
As long as he collected one more human enhancement technology, he would have this thing!
But where could he get one?
Harry's mind flashed back to a genetically engineered spider the company had lost a few months ago, then he looked at the Lizard Serum data in his hand.
The production of the Lizard Serum was actually very crude. In theory, as long as he had some special blood, he could create a serum with similar effects.
Simply put, if he could get the blood of Spider-Man or that little spider, he could manufacture a tube of Spider Serum. Although it would certainly have significant side effects, it should be more than enough to complete the system quest!
"Hurley, help me find the information on that spider that went missing a few months ago."
"Eh? But didn't you say back then not to worry about that spider?"
Harry thought for a moment; he had indeed said that. At the time, he thought that at worst, he would just run an honest business, and in that case, the more superheroes like Spider-Man, the better.
But now that the situation had changed, it was better for him to get in touch with this friendly neighborhood hero.
"Go find it. I've just remembered that thing is still useful."
Recalling the details of this World, Harry thought to himself:
It's time to get in touch with Peter Stark—no, Peter Parker.