Marvel's Super Venom System

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few days have passed since the solution of Dr. Lizard, and the matter has also given an official answer under the investigation of the police.

Most of the pot was thrown at the dead Dr. Connerson, who was already a dead man anyway, and it was nothing to carry more.

Meng Ran and his friends also returned to their daily life, Meng Ran was also very happy to get new abilities, originally he was ready to solve Dr. Connerson with his own hands, after all, he hurt so many people, and let many people die because of this, there is no reason to let him go.

But Meng Ran didn't expect Dr. Connerson to be so good and chose his own decency, which just happened to save Meng Ran to help him be decent.

During this time, the Blackwater Company also did not move, after Meng Ran destroyed the three Blackwater's mercenaries and the Crocodile Gang, Blackwater never bothered him again, which made Meng Ran a little surprised, how can the villains now be so brainy, not brainless at all.

Meng Ran also thought of bringing a few more mutant mercenaries and sending him a few more skills, after all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is meat, and Meng Ran is not too much.

However, since none of them moved, Meng Ran had no way to take the initiative to find trouble with Black Water.

He still knows too little about Blackwater, so he should be cautious, and it is not too late to start after there is more information, and it is relatively safe.

Just when Meng Ran and the others were living step by step, something big happened to Osborne.

In a secret laboratory, Norman Osborne was doing research with several scientists.

Norman was wearing a white coat and sitting in a wheelchair with a ventilator, and the murderous illness destroyed his body, obviously only making him look like an old man in his fifties and sixties.

Norman's face was haggard and green, and a hint of pain flashed from time to time in his tired eyes, and his tired body leaned against the wheelchair, exuding an air of decay.

Several scientists are presenting him to the latest research results.

Norman thought as he listened, and then he asked, "What happened to that green lizard potion?"

Several scientists looked at each other when they heard Norman's words, and a leading scientist spoke: "There has been some progress, and there is an idea of removing the side effects of the reagent, but there is also a problem that as the side effects decrease, the effect of this reagent is becoming smaller and smaller."

"We're still looking for a solution to this problem."

"Ah! Damn it! Norman heard the scientist's words, and let out a low roar of some anger, he didn't have much time left, he had to solve this genetic disease before he died, he didn't want Harry to be like him in the future, life is better than death.

Norman couldn't help but think of the dead Dr. Connerson, "Alas~, if only he hadn't died, it wouldn't be so slow to progress with him."

Norman was a little irritable, and his distraction made him cough, and when he finally calmed down after a while, he waved his hand to signal the scientists to continue working, and then let the person behind him push him to another desk.

Before he became like this, he often sat behind this desk and meditated on research, and many of Ossborn's results were also produced by him.

Norman sat down at his desk and began to write, draw and calculate for a long time, after his body became like this, he had not been like this for a long time.

Now he also has no way, the experiment is stuck in a critical step, and Dr. Connerson, who is in charge of this step, has another accident, and he really has no way.

He was going to use his limited time to solve the bomb for Harry, and he had spent his whole life for this, and he definitely couldn't fall before the last step.

Norman endured the discomfort of his body, sitting in front of the work to sort out his thoughts, some conjectures of methods flashed in his mind from time to time, and he wrote them down at any time, so that the scientists next to him could experiment to see if this conjecture could be realized.

Time passed quietly, and he had been sitting here for a full twelve hours, which was a huge burden for a normal person, not to mention that for her, who was dying, it was simply poison.

But Norman did not dare to stop, he was afraid that he would die before he could solve this problem, and the people behind him had reminded him of it time to rest and take medicine, but every time he refused.

Now the man behind him reminded him again, this time Norman did not insist any longer, because he already felt that he was now a little exhausted and needed a break.

Just as the man behind him pulled his wheelchair away and sent him back to rest and take his medicine, Norman's dry hand suddenly grabbed the table.

Norman gasped and breathed heavily, and said firmly in a weak voice: "Wait a little longer! When

the people behind him heard this, they hurriedly pushed him back to his original place.

Norman quickly grabbed his pen and paper, began to write and draw, and after a while, he called the researchers again and said something to them.

The researchers gathered around him to listen to his explanation, their eyes became brighter and brighter, and after listening, they took the paper and began to operate, and Norman and they both felt that this might be the closest they came to success.

Norman also had no intention of going back at this time, and this discovery made his mood a little agitated, and the moment to change the fate of the Osborne family may be coming.

Norman watched the operation of the researchers and waited anxiously.

After a while, finally several researchers gathered in front of an instrument, and Norman also asked the people behind him to push him over.

A group of people watched around an instrument that was spinning at high speed and emitting a glow of green, and after a moment, the instrument stopped, and the researchers took out five bottles of medicine from it.

"This is the finished product just guessed, this is the closest step we have to success, and whether it is successful or not depends on the final experiment." A leading scientist said to Norman.

Norman nodded, trying to calm his agitated mood and said in a deep voice: "Experiment as soon as possible." I'm waiting there for your results.

Norman motioned for the people behind him to push him to the front of the work he had just done, he put the back of his chair down a little, and lay on it and rested with his eyes closed, waiting for the results of the experiment.

After a few more hours, the sleeping Norman was woken up by the people around him, it turned out that the results had come out, and the researchers were also standing at his desk with the report pinched.

Norman's face was very bad, and the long hours of exertion made him feel that his body was overwhelmed.

But compared to the physical fatigue, what worries him more is the results of the experiment, looking at the not very good face of the researcher, he suddenly has a bad premonition.

Norman said in a deep voice: "What is the result, say it."

The researcher glanced at the report again, and then spoke: "Sir, the experimental results have been available, but they are somewhat different from what we expected, although we have experimented that it has an effect, but we are not sure whether this effect is effective for your body."

"After all, you are the only one who has this disease now, and although this reagent is found to be useful through your blood observations, if it is put into the entire body and various organs, the function of this reagent cannot be tested, so the final effect cannot be determined

" "We may need more time to solve this problem."

Norman listened to the explanation of the researchers, and couldn't help but frown, and after pondering for a while, he spoke: "There is no experimental subject, so the final effect cannot be determined."

"Then just give it to me, since it can be useful for blood, it should also be useful for this disease."

"I don't have time to wait."

The leading researchers were shocked when they heard Norman's words, and immediately discouraged Norman from being impulsive, but Norman only shook his head when he listened to their words, and repeated again: "I don't have time." Immediately

forcibly ordered them to start preparation, the scientific researcher looked at his insistence, thought of his situation, and could only nod.

After a while, the instrument was ready.

Norman was carried to a cylindrical, sloping test bench with a thick layer of glass on the outside.

After the researchers put Norman in, they attached detectors to his chest and all parts of his body, and then firmly fixed him to the experimental table.

Looking at the glass cover that was about to close, Norman said to the people outside: "If I die, leave the data this time, use this set of data to continue the experiment until the experiment is successful, and then solve Harry's illness." The

one who pushed Norman just now and the researchers next to him all nodded.

Seeing this, Norman closed his eyes and waited for the experiment to begin, he had already prepared his will, and by then Harry would understand all this.

The glass cover closed, a researcher kept pressing the button on the instrument next to him, and as he operated, small needles containing green agents in the glass cover popped out from the side, and then stuck on Norman's arms and legs.

The reagent was pushed into the body, Norman's body indicators began to change continuously, slowly exceeding everyone's expectations, the monitoring instrument also began to warn, and Norman in the glass cover began to cry out in pain.

Seeing this, the leading researcher wanted to turn off the instrument and terminate the experiment, but just as he was about to operate, Norman in the glass cover stared at him with wide eyes and roared at him: "Don't stop, continue!"

After saying that, Norman began to howl in pain again.

Seeing this, the researcher had to continue, only to see that he pressed another button, and a green mist suddenly rose from the glass cover to envelop Norman.

As the mist entered, Norman's screams gradually subsided, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a strange laugh came from inside the glass cover, shrouded in green smoke by the Normanos itself.