I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 18 Norman Osborn

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Levi, who was on duty in the security room, never expected that Tony would be so cooperative and say Billy's name in front of so many people.

As the live news appeared on televisions in every household, the name Billy became known to thousands of people, and Levi's reputation value soared by more than 20,000.

It’s not over yet, with the help of reporter Eddie, the image of puppet Billy will become richer and more specific, and he will gain a steady stream of reputation points in the future.

"At this rate, it's only a matter of time before the fourth talent is unlocked."

It would be a lie for Levi to say he was unhappy. As his reputation increased, his strength also became stronger, and his ability to stir up troubles was greatly enhanced. Now he could make some more in-depth plans.

"Go ahead. There's no need to keep so many people in small New York. Our goal is the vast land outside."

He already had a plan in his mind. As soon as he made a decision, his clones knew about it and headed towards the designated locations. Only two clones were left in the base camp in New York.

One of them is responsible for daily ghost story performances, while the other has a more important task.

Austen Group, top floor conference room.

Chairman Norman Osborn sat in the main seat, looking at the assistant on the stage talking endlessly, with a deep sense of uneasiness in his eyes.

Beside him, an old man in military uniform looked suspicious and interrupted impatiently, "Don't give me explanations that I don't understand! Osborn, I just want to know when your human body strengthening potion will be ready?"

Facing the expected questioning, Norman was well prepared and said with a smile: "General Ross, please rest assured that our human enhancement potion has reached the final stage. As long as the last flaw is resolved, we can conduct human experiments."

General Ross stared at him with his cold eyes, which made Norman flustered, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface.

After several seconds, General Ross spoke up, "I hope what you said is true. I'll give you one more week. If I don't see any substantial research results after one week, you can forget about the huge investment. You should know the consequences."

Don't blame General Ross for being so anxious. He has been committed to the Super Soldier Project and wants to create an unprecedented super force.

A few years ago, the super soldier experiment conducted by Bruce Banner, who he had high hopes for, failed, and only created a terrible and crazy green monster, which almost killed his daughter.

In the process of hunting down the monster, General Ross did not give up his plan and instead cooperated with Norman's Oscorp Group.

Not only did he inject a large amount of capital to revive the declining Austen Corporation, but he also handed over all the information about the super serum that created Captain America half a century ago to Norman.

However, several years have passed and no results have been seen. Can we blame General Ross for getting angry?

If it were any other capitalist, Norman would have been sunk to the sea long ago.

Norman also knew that he was in the wrong, so he nodded and promised: "Okay, I will explain to you in a week."

"hope so."

General Ross stood up and left with his soldiers.

After they all left, Norman could no longer hold on and staggered back to his seat, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

The assistant came over with a worried look on his face: "Chairman, we only have one week. How can our medicine be successful? We have no clue how to solve the genetic defect."

"I have to succeed no matter how hard it is. I won't allow the Austen Group to be destroyed in my hands!"

Norman regained his spirits and slammed the table vigorously: "Everyone work hard this week, and don't go home until you finish it."

".good!"

"The 103rd animal experiment failed!"

"The 112th animal experiment failed."

"The 117th animal experiment failed"

Looking at the little white mice in the incubator that had died of genetic collapse, Norman's eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

After two full days of sleepless efforts, there was not even a single step forward.

There are still five days left before the deadline. If they can succeed in these five days, it will only happen by a miracle. Oh, a miracle?

Norman held onto the table and smiled bitterly.

"Chairman?"

"I'm fine, just take a rest, you guys continue."

Norman said this calmly and returned to his office like a zombie.

He walked to a full-length mirror and looked at himself with gray hair and haggard expression. He sighed and grabbed his hair tightly.

"Can anyone tell me what I should do?"

"I can help you."

The sudden sound scared Norman. He looked around but couldn't see any other people.

He also thought he was overworked and had auditory hallucinations.

"Look here, idiot! I'm here!"

Following the direction of the sound, Norman turned his head and found that the person in the mirror was showing an evil smile, with an expression very different from his own.

Norman stepped back in fear and asked in a trembling voice: "You, who are you?"

"I am you, Norman Osborn."

"you are me?"

"uh-huh."

Norman in the mirror raised his lips and laughed: "It's just that I'm not as useless as you. I can help you solve the problem of the potion, as long as you come over and put your hand on the mirror."

"Can you help me? Help the Austen Group?" Norman was expectant but also a little skeptical.

"If you don't even trust yourself, who else can you trust? Come on, it's very simple, just put your hand on the mirror, and all your troubles and worries will disappear. You will find that all your problems are solved. Besides, do you have anyone else to rely on?"

"Yes, I have no other hope."

Norman nodded slowly, walked towards the mirror in a trance, and placed his hand on it.

The next second, the world was spinning, and Norman came to his senses, finding himself in darkness with only a rectangular area of ​​light in front of him.

He looked carefully and saw a familiar office through the light. Another of himself was standing in the office with a smug look on his face, revealing a familiar evil smile.

"It's you! You actually locked me in the mirror?"

"Bingo! Correct answer, but no reward. I will help you solve the problem, but the price is, your body."

"No, I don't want it! Give my body back to me!" Norman screamed in horror.

"It's not up to you."

The former Levi's clone, now Norman Osborn, walked to the safe with a smile, skillfully entered the password, pressed the fingerprint, and took out a test tube containing green medicine from it.

He shook it, uncorked the tube, and drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

"Mmm, sweet."

Under Norman's shocked gaze, his hair became shiny black again, the wrinkles on his face disappeared, and even his hunched body gradually became straight and strong, as if he had become thirty years younger.

"How can a mere mouse compare to the human body? Human body strengthening potions must be used on humans to be effective. Do you understand, Norman?"

Norman in the mirror looked dejected.

(End of this chapter)