Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

the next day.

The sky is clear and it is a good weather for flying.

The plane took off from JFK International Airport and landed at Boston Logan International Airport.

As the largest airport in New England, Logan Airport is very busy with tens of millions of passengers coming here every year.

David walked slowly through the crowd.

Killian followed him. Although he was an employee, he was more like a younger brother. He was always half a step behind him, paying attention to his every move.

"You don't have to be so nervous. Even though I was diagnosed with a genotype of blood disease, my physical condition is much stronger than that of ordinary people. I have no problem walking, but I'm just a little slower than ordinary people."

David was helpless.

I don’t feel the so-called inferiority complex. After all, blood diseases are highly likely to be cured.

He now carries the bat serum in his arms.

If you want to cure a disease, just inject the serum.

However, although bat serum has the ability to cure diseases and enable people to gain superpowers, it also has unacceptable side effects.

Unless absolutely necessary, he would not inject until he found a solution.

The mission of the new identity has a very long time limit, which lasts for six months, setting a new record.

David has enough time to find a solution.

Even if he couldn't find a way to eliminate the side effects of the bat serum within six months, even if he gave up the system reward, he would not rush into the injection without affecting his own safety.

"clear."

Killian said this verbally, but his actions were very stubborn.

He still followed David, and he didn't relax until the two of them took a taxi and headed to their destination.

Cambridge is not the Cambridge in the United Kingdom, but a city immediately adjacent to Boston, Massachusetts, in the United States. It is across the Charles River from the city of Boston and belongs to the Boston metropolitan area.

The reputation of this place is not inferior to that of Cambridge, England, and to some extent, it is even greater than Cambridge, England.

Because, Cambridge has two world-famous universities.

Harvard University and MIT.

The destination of David and Killian's trip was the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in Cambridge, the Boston metropolitan area.

After Christmas, it's the back-to-school season.

There are a lot of people at the entrance of the college.

David and Killian got out of the taxi, looking like a father and son who had come to register for school.

January is the time for spring enrollment.

There was a round-faced girl with freckles at the door. She saw the two of them and proactively stepped forward to greet them.

She smiled broadly, her eyes rolling on the slightly pale and slightly sickly face of David.

"New students coming to register?"

The round-faced girl smiled and said: "I am a volunteer who welcomes new students. I can tell you about school rules and campus culture. The teacher will handle the accommodation issue."

"Sorry, I'm not a new student, I'm here to find someone."

David shook his head.

"Hello, do you know Maya Hanson?"

Killian couldn't hold himself back: "Is she at school today?"

"Are you looking for Ms. Hansen?"

The round-faced girl smiled and said, "I am her student. She is at school almost every day. I can take you to see her."

After a while.

The two came to Maya Hansen's laboratory.

"Can you leave a phone number?"

The round-faced girl was very proactive before leaving and winked at David: "Although you are not a student of our school, you are my favorite."

"Sorry, I don't have a cell phone."

David smiled and refused.

The round-faced girl was so angry that her chest heaved violently. She glared at David hatefully and turned around to leave.

You don't even want to come up with a better excuse.

"Boss, actually I think you can..."

Killian was dumbfounded, feeling that his world view was subverted, so he worded it slightly: "A more tactful rejection."

"You think I'm you?"

David glanced at Killian and knocked on the laboratory door.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Please come in."

A gentle female voice came from the room.

Killian heard this voice, swallowed his saliva, his body tensed, and he became visibly nervous.

"You are indeed a bitch..."

David sighed, opened the door and walked in.

Maya Hansen looks to be in her early thirties, with long dark hair. She is not extremely beautiful, but has a very elegant temperament. She looks like a ripe apple, which makes people unable to help but hold it in their hands and take a bite.

Compared to her title of professor, she is quite young in her early thirties and is a well-deserved genius.

At a scientific conference held in Bern, Sweden a few months ago, Tony Stark, who had an affair with her, once praised her - she is the smartest woman he has ever seen, at least in Switzerland.

To receive such praise from the father of the Marvel Universe and the smartest man in Marvel, it can be imagined that Maya Hansen is definitely not a role model.

"Hello, do we know each other?"

When Maya Hansen saw David, she looked curious: "Which department are you a student in?"

"Sorry, my name is David Fisk, from Empire State University, not MIT."

David introduced himself and then pulled Killian over: "He is Aldredge Killian, you should have met him."

"Um...Ms. Hansen, we met at a scientific conference in Switzerland, do you remember?"

Killian raised his hand nervously and said hello.

"Killian?"

Maya Hansen stared at Killian, quickly recalled it, and smiled: "Yes, we have met."

Then his curiosity continued: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

His eyes fell on Killian again: "I remember that you are a fan of Tony Stark, and you plan to ask him to promote your Pioneer Technology Research Institute. How about it? Did Tony Stark agree to invest in you?"

"No."

Killian's face turned gloomy for a moment, and the anger that was suppressed deep in his heart burst out in an instant, and he gritted his teeth: "He tricked me. I waited for him on the roof all night, and he treated me as a clown."

"……I regret."

Maya Hansen suddenly thought of the physical exchange with Tony Stark that night, and immediately understood everything, with an apologetic look in her eyes: "Tony Stark is a bastard, I hope you don't take it to heart."

"Yeah, he's an asshole!!"

Killian nodded fiercely, finding that he and the goddess actually had the same thoughts, and felt a little happy.

"I think it's better for us to get down to business."

David interrupted their conversation, looked at Maya Hansen in front of him, and solemnly issued an invitation: "Ms. Hansen, the purpose of my trip is to invite you to join Fisker Pharmaceuticals. I have a very important research project.

, your participation is required to complete.”

"oh?"

Maya Hansen was slightly taken aback.

Fisker Pharmaceuticals?

The thought went around in my head and I realized that I had never heard of it before.

However, judging from the other party's surname, Fisker Pharmaceuticals should be closely related to him.

what is this?

Is it to inherit the family property or to start a business?

No matter which one, it seems unreliable!