Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

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Three days later, Richard quietly switched jobs.

Everyone was even curious why a workaholic like Richard didn't come to work today.

When Connors saw this, he had an unknown premonition in his heart.

Osborne Company also contacted him.

really.

That night, Connors and others received the news.

Osborne Company announced with a high profile that it has jointly established a new project with Horizon Laboratories called "Cross-species Gene Transfer."

The person in charge of the project laboratory is Richard Parker.

Everyone was stunned.

No one expected that Richard, who is Fisker Pharmaceuticals' stock leader and even one of its shareholders, would choose to jump ship to a competitor.

Killian and Maya haven't felt much yet.

After getting along for a short time, although they were familiar with Richard, their friendship was not very deep.

The person who felt the most angry about this was Connors.

As soon as Connors picked up the phone, he was about to call and question Richard.

Richard didn't get through.

"Fake, this son of a bitch!!"

Connors gritted his teeth, smashed his cell phone, and rushed into the chairman's office to find David.

Crunch——

After taking just two steps, the door was pushed open.

David seemed to hear the noise outside, and when he came out, he came face to face with Connors.

"I know what you want to say."

David's expression was relatively calm, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness on his face.

"Yes, Richard went to Osborne Company and automatically gave up his shares in the company."

He said in a deep voice: "To be honest, I'm sorry. I believe he will regret it!"

After saying a few simple words, he seemed to be in a bad mood and left in a hurry.

When Connors saw this, he clenched his fists tightly.

After David left the company, the tired look on his face disappeared, and he even showed a faint smile.

At times like this, it is certainly useful to inject blood, but in more cases, hatred is the driving force for progress.

…

at the same time.

Osborne Building, cross-species gene transfer laboratory.

Although this new project is apparently jointly established with Horizon Laboratory, it is definitely led by Osborne Company, and the laboratory is definitely set up at Osborne Company.

Norman Osborn, Richard Parker, and a man in his early forties with a high hairline.

The three of them were standing in the laboratory at the glass curtain wall of the building, looking at the colorful neon lights of the city outside the window and the traffic speeding on the road like shooting stars.

"Richard, you will never regret it."

Norman withdrew his gaze, suddenly spoke, and said with a smile: "Osborne Company will give you the greatest support. When the bat serum comes out with results, you will be Osborne Company's hero. By then, no matter what you want to study,

, I will be your first investor.”

"I believe in your promise. That's why I came to Osborne Company."

Richard nodded, his mood was restrained, and he was not brainwashed. He replied calmly: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

"good."

When Norman saw this, he didn't care. He only looked at the results.

"Remember your promise, within a month, I hope to see what I want."

"no problem."

Richard remained calm.

If he couldn't reveal his trump card, he could give the bat serum to the opponent tomorrow.

"Today I will let Dr. Mendel Storm introduce our Osborne Company to you. We will officially start work tomorrow."

Norman gave the man next to Richard a look.

Storm remained calm and nodded slightly.

"Richard, I have long admired your name."

Storm extended his hand to Richard and introduced himself: "My name is Mendel Storm, the director of the cross-species gene transfer project. Norman asked me to assist you in completing the research on bat serum. If you have any questions, you can contact us."

I."

"Hello, Dr. Storm."

Richard shook hands with him, softened his attitude a little, and praised: "Your series of genetics books are must-read books that I recommend to students."

"Excellent!"

Both of them had smiles on their faces, but the coldness deep in their eyes never went away.

…

Time flies and another week comes.

Ever since Richard switched jobs to Osborne Company, Connors has become a little obsessed and has fallen into a state that is even more terrifying than workaholic.

As a bachelor, he moved directly into the laboratory.

Connors' madness brought certain positive effects and improved the working atmosphere of the entire laboratory.

What excites David is that with Connors and others working day and night, there has finally been some small progress in cracking the side effects of bat serum.

"After rigorous calculations and data matching, in theory, using the Extremis virus to modify human genes can indeed improve the compatibility between human and bat genes and eliminate the side effects of bat serum to a certain extent."

Maya said: "But a new problem has arisen. Reprogramming the human neural repair center is a difficult problem - the current terminal virus is only a semi-finished product and cannot be directly applied to current research work."

"It means that the research on the terminal virus needs to go back to the starting point and start over."

David sat in his wheelchair, thoughtful.

"good."

Maya nodded, looked at David in the wheelchair, hesitated, and added: "Of course, even so, I still think this is good news."

"Yes."

David noticed Maya's eyes and said with a smile: "I still have enough time, so you don't have to be too nervous."

After saying that, he rowed his wheelchair back to the office.

The biggest reason why I sit in a wheelchair is because almost a month has passed since Christmas, which is when I got my new identity.

No matter how strong his foundation was, David was still unable to withstand the ravages of the disease.

When he moved, his feet began to look a bit sloping, his body became more and more unstable, and the support of his lower limbs became weaker and weaker.

Although he can still walk independently without the assistance of crutches, the degree of physical deterioration can be imagined.

However, David is in a good mood.

My walking changes, so I might as well sit in a wheelchair for a while.

Hope is always in your own hands, there is nothing to despair about.

Boom!

At this time, Wesley knocked on the door and entered.

"David, you asked me to pay attention to the trends of the Krone family before. I investigated and found that they began to provide a large amount of funding to a special children's rescue center a month ago."

When he saw David sitting in a wheelchair, he said without squinting: "The key is that the patients in this children's treatment center are all children with the same blood disease as you."

"oh?"

David raised his eyebrows and changed the topic: "Is there any news about Morbius?"

"There is news, but it is not confirmed."

Wesley was surprised and didn't know how David guessed it, and replied: "Someone told me that they seemed to have seen Michael Morbius at the children's treatment center funded by the Crown family."

"Special Children's Rescue Center, the Crown Family, Michael Morbius..."

David was lost in thought.

These three keywords put together seem to mean that Lucius Crown, also known as Milo in Morbius's mouth, his darkened best friend and current rival, has begun to reveal himself...

For a moment, David really couldn't figure out what on earth this guy was going to do?

While thinking.

Ring ring ring!

The cell phone rings.

David picked it up and looked at it. The name of the caller was a long number, indicating that he was a stranger.

He frowned slightly. Only acquaintances knew this number.

After pondering for a moment, he pressed the answer button.

"Hello, this is David."

"David, I'm Michael and I need your help."

Michael?

Michael Morbius!

Dr. Night!