Carl, the military has decided to bet heavily on your research, and from now on the exoskeleton project will be upgraded to a second-level specialty!" Carl

woke up and saw the bald head of Obadiah, and said something to him with a look of excitement.

Because it was another dislocated arm and a shimmering injection, Carl woke up with a faint pain in his head, and did not come to his senses for a while.

However, under the doctor's fiddling, he quickly sobered up.

The second-level special project is the classification method within Stark Industry, and only projects listed as special projects will be valued and funded, and the third level is all kinds of basic research that casts a wide net, generally giving some sponsorship to teachers in universities.

Starting from the second level, it is a key project, and the first level is a long-term cooperation project with the military, such as the upgrading of various existing products.

On top of this, there is a special level - it can be simply called Tony Special, which is the project according to Tony Stark's needs.

Simply put, the inclusion of the special project means that Obadiah has shifted his thinking from "cheating funds" to "this is a cash cow that can increase investment".

"Level two?" repeated the trance-like Carl.

Obadiah patted his head and said: "Yes - but although it is a second level, the importance is the same as the first level, but because of the cooperation of joint spaceflight, it is nominally lower."

Carl shook his head again, although this is good news, can't this bald head wait until he wakes up a little....

Seeing this, the doctor on the side directly frowned, and said with a slight dissatisfaction: "Mr. Obadiah, the wounded need to rest, maybe you can talk about these things at a different time and place?"

Obadiah raised his hand, kindness or not, but in everyday life, a cultured man – simply put, he would still do it.

And Carl is a potential cash cow now.

"I hope you will understand, I still have a meeting, I just hope to tell you this

good news personally - in fact, there is some other good news, let your little assistant tell you - I will go first, rest well."

Carl nodded and watched the bald head go.

It's just that Obadiah is gone, but the doctor's expression becomes a little tangled, and even sighs.

This scene...

Carl was stunned for a moment, then remembered where he had seen this expression: when he had been declared terminally ill twice....

Those doctors have that expression.

Sure enough, the doctor spoke: "Mr. Carr, we tried to contact your family, but your boss said that you have no other relatives, so I think you have to bear the news yourself."

We observed that your cellular metabolic cycle is faster than the average person – which in general means better exercise capacity and metabolic capacity, but not good news for you.

Some of your cells and internal organs seem to have undergone bad mutations, have a short lifespan, and from a macroscopic point of view, are rapidly failing.

It's rare for us to see this kind of condition, if we can..." "

How long do I have?" said Carl calmly as he interrupted the doctor.

The doctor was stunned for a moment and said, "I don't know, if it's fast, it's a month, and if it's slow, you may be able to live until Christmas."

"Christmas? That means the best scenario is only two months. Carl thought as he touched his chin.

Although the doctor was curious about why Carl was so calm, he continued: "The symptoms that occur with you are rare, and if we can, we hope to do some research....

Of course, it is also to cure you. "

If there is really salvation - that's what the doctor didn't finish.

What happened to Carl was not a simple visceral failure, but a massive cytopathy.

Cells with collapsing genes are rapidly squeezing the living space of those normal cells, like cancer, and triggering massive exhaustion.

Hearing this proposal, Carl was stunned for a moment.

If you think about it, you don't really know much about what happened to you, and the only Dr. Pearson who has had an in-depth understanding of the condition, that is, the one who took care of his predecessor for most of the year, died in the fight between Abomination and the Hulk as soon as he opened his eyes.

Before, because I didn't have an identity to ask for help, I didn't dare to go to the hospital, and now I don't seem to have this concern.

After all, even if Hextech has a way to redeem itself, it must do research first.

"Hmm... "Oh

, it's a Ph.D. from Imperial University, maybe even your teacher, you've heard of him—his name is Kurt Connors, you can call him Dr. Connors."

Hearing the name, Carl was stunned for a moment—isn't this Dr. Lizard?"

"Okay, you can rest here first—by the way, don't suck those things, I know that will ease your pain, but after all, it is not a long-term solution."

After that, the doctor also made a color towards Carl, and Carl was confused for a while.

But soon he reacted to what was going on – the doctor was talking about the shimmering syringe in his forearm.

Fortunately, all the 10ml shimmer hidden inside was directly injected at that time, otherwise it was afraid that the remnants would set off an uproar.

After all, I'm not ready to put this thing on the table.

After a while Peter walked in: "Oh, thank goodness you're okay!" "

Of course I'm fine, Mr. Obadiah said there is some good news, let's listen to it, just to relieve my stress." "

Simply put, the exoskeleton project team will be officially listed as a key project, and the funds that can be raised by the project will exceed 5 million US dollars, and will be gradually added in the future.

At present, it is at least a project of tens of millions of dollars.

However, because of the Green Goblin's attack, several unlucky researchers died at the scene, and some were severely disabled, so if you want to continue to research and improve, Carl may have to find some people again.

United Aerospace and Stark Industries decided to delegate more power and put Karl in charge of the project.

All thanks to the fact that Karl on site kept those military acceptance officers, which made the military highly rated the project.

"Speaking of which, it seems like the mayor of New York intends to award you the Civic Medal — for standing up to terrorists.

After that, Peter said a little sourly: "Obviously there is another person at the scene, why didn't they invite Spider-Man?" Carl

laughed, but did not reveal Peter's identity, just said: "Speaking of which, I have to thank the guy in the red tights - you said his name is Spider-Man?

"

Uh..." Peter paused, his eyes wandering.

Carl took the initiative to find other topics and said: "What about the freak, I said the one in green, what happened next?" At

this, Peter's expression became solemn.

"After Spider-Man beat him off, he said he would be back or something, and I think you'd better stay in the hospital lately."

"Am I going to be scared by a madman?"

Peter shook his head, "He is not scary, in the two days that you were in a coma, several military personnel have been killed."

Carl heard this and understood what

was going on - many of the equipment used by the Green Goblin had already been shown to those in the military - at least the gliding wing technology was demonstrated.

Whether out of revenge or to hide himself, it is necessary for him to take out the guys who have actually seen the gliding wing prototype to prevent anyone from making associations.

No wonder I was able to lie here peacefully for two days.

Thinking of this, Carl stretched out his hand towards Peter: "Help me up, I want to be discharged, I want it now."

"But..."

"Don't, I'm not going to die here, like a pig waiting to be slaughtered." "

The Green Goblin will definitely come to the door, but next time, Carl will be ready for everything.

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