American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Just as Spider-Man was riding high, in another corner of the air-raid shelter, Dr. Lizard, who was supposed to be the biggest villain in this movie, was sitting on the ground looking dejected in a dirty white coat.

A thick stack of documents lay scattered beside him, the consecutive red stamps on them filling his heart with despair.

Unfortunately, the chairman's retreat was located on Long Island.

And the laboratory he led received all its funding through the chairman's special approval.

For over a decade, his laboratory had been consuming funds at an alarming rate without producing any results, which displeased many shareholders.

He sent three people in a row to urge him to speed up the experiment's progress.

But Dr. Lizard knew his own limitations; his research capabilities were only above average and couldn't compare to those of top experts.

After so many years of research, lacking the core formula, he had almost reached his limit, and further research offered little hope.

However, Dr. Lizard was unwilling to give up after so many years of effort.

He was preparing to gather his experimental results, break them down, and create a presentable report.

He intended to use these to deceive the chairman and buy himself more time.

Unexpectedly, before his plan could be implemented, the chairman was blown away by a nuclear bomb.

When he heard the news, Dr. Lizard's mind went blank.

This was New York, America, the safest place in the world, how could a nuclear explosion happen?

However, the explosion of the laboratory's windows, the paralysis of all the research equipment inside, and the huge mushroom cloud outside the window, all told Dr. Lizard that it was real.

After that, he was brought to this air-raid shelter by his subordinates in a daze.

And here, he met the new shareholder representative.

That's just how capital is.

After confirming Osborn's death, the board of directors quickly exchanged opinions and immediately shut down Dr. Lizard's money-wasting experiment.

In an instant, Dr. Lizard went from being the director of the Osborn Group's laboratory to a penniless vagrant.

The documents were thrown into Dr. Lizard's arms, and the new representative didn't even look back at him before quickly leaving.

It was just a nuclear explosion, not the end of the world, work still had to be done.

Dr. Lizard was emotionally agitated, various thoughts repeatedly appearing and disappearing in his mind, which was in complete chaos.

He subconsciously touched his severed arm, a wave of sorrow surged in his heart, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

Could it be that after more than a decade of unwavering effort, this was the result? I'm not willing, I'm not willing.

Images flashed through his mind, and he suddenly remembered a student who had visited Osborn some time ago and wrote a decay formula for him.

He had a strong premonition about this formula, but as a rigorous scientist, he wouldn't draw conclusions without rigorous experimentation.

If he had three more days, he would have repeatedly rehearsed this decay formula, but now he was penniless, and even the experimental equipment in the entire New York had been destroyed by the electromagnetic pulse.

Dr. Lizard had no way to verify it.

He looked down at his severed arm, a determined look flashing in his eyes.

His right hand reached behind him to touch the hidden buckle on his belt, gently opening it to reveal a small vial of biological serum.

This was the serum he had prepared earlier for experimental verification, and now it was his only hope to return to normal.

His arm paused for a moment, then he quickly bit off the front end, revealing a disposable needle injector, and unhesitatingly stabbed it into his severed arm.

The people next to him had been paying attention to him.

After all, from the beginning, he had looked lost and was wearing a white coat.

In such a scene, it was easy to associate him with a doctor, giving people a sense of security.

At this moment, seeing him inject himself, everyone was surprised, wondering what was happening.

However, they didn't pay too much attention.

A little girl hesitated for a moment, took two steps forward, and asked sweetly, "Are you sick?"

Dr. Lizard's eyes rolled back, his whole body convulsed, and he fell backward.

This reaction startled the little girl, and she retreated repeatedly.

The little girl's family was nervous and quickly pulled her away.

The surrounding crowd also retreated, and someone shouted for a doctor.

But at this moment, the lizard lying on the ground began to twitch all over.

His exposed severed arm grew out again at a speed visible to the naked eye, like bamboo shoots after rain.

Everyone who saw it with their own eyes was stunned, and several women screamed, and the crowd exploded.

They were discussing it intensely, saying all sorts of things, and several men even wanted to go forward to check.

Many people's eyes lit up, recalling what he had injected himself with, and their eyes were about to overflow with the light of money.

The arm quickly finished growing, and Dr. Lizard recovered. He sat up somewhat confused, subconsciously supporting himself with his hand.

Then he paused slightly, raised his newly grown severed hand to his eyes, carefully observing it, and constantly stretching it open and closing it.

Suddenly, tears flowed down!

He jumped up and shouted, "I succeeded, I succeeded!"

At this moment, his newly grown right hand uncooperatively broke off automatically and fell to the ground with a thud.

The scene instantly fell silent!

The onlookers who had some small thoughts and wanted to step forward to talk quickly retreated.

Everyone looked at him with a strange look, without saying a word.

"No, no, no, no!"

Dr. Lizard was almost crazy. He quickly pounced over, picked up the severed hand, and tried to put it back on.

But at this moment, a new bud grew out again from the broken part, and a new arm was being generated.

The onlookers' expressions became even stranger.

What kind of automatic arm processing factory was this? Specially for producing arms?

Dr. Lizard was mentally stimulated. He slammed his fist on the ground, the ground cracked, and then the muscles all over his body began to swell, and his figure gradually changed from a human to a huge lizard.

Roar!

After only a few seconds, a huge lizard wearing ragged clothes, with a height of more than two meters, roared to the sky.

I succeeded, I finally succeeded!

What Osborn! What Parker! I can succeed without you!

You will pay for everything you have done!

"Help, there's a monster here!"

The onlookers finally panicked and fled in all directions.

The soldiers saw the huge lizard, were taken aback, and unhesitatingly raised their guns and fired.

Dr. Lizard was already in a state of rage, and when attacked, he retaliated directly without even thinking.

In one exchange, he threw several soldiers out like rag dolls.

The air-raid shelter was in chaos!