Chapter 9: Super Elixir, Osborn Industries Acquired!
"This is impossible!!!"
Norman Osborn was like a mad bull, his eyes bloodshot. "Osborn Industries is the crown jewel meticulously built by generations of my family. Even if you can cure my genetic disease, there's no way I'd hand it over to you!"
"Besides..."
"As you can see, I'm just one step away from success!"
"As long as I can fix the flaw, I will have a superhuman body, perfect and powerful. Even you... won't be my match then!"
Norman was very confident; Captain America had already proven the power of a superhuman.
And his human enhancement serum was even more potent than the serum Captain America had injected back then.
He was certain that he would become the strongest super-soldier in the future!
Hearing this, Aaron laughed.
Finally, he burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.
"Wait for me to laugh for a bit. Unless I really can't hold it in, I'm... Hahaha!"
"Norman, I have to say, you're very confident, but you'll pay the price for your confidence."
Aaron shook his head, still chuckling. "This stuff has powerful side effects, far more terrifying than you imagine!"
"Besides causing violent tendencies, this serum can also induce a deep-seated madness in the mind, combining with the injector's negative emotions to create another insane monster personality."
"It will amplify your negative emotions, lead you to commit crimes, and when you're deeply entrenched in darkness and can't extricate yourself, it will take over your body, turning you into a madman who only knows destruction."
"Just think! If I didn't tell you, what would happen if you solved the violent side effect, then happily injected the serum?"
"And think about your family's hard work, and think about... your son!"
Norman was about to deny it, but hearing the last sentence, his expression changed unpredictably.
If what the other party said was true, then... his outcome would be unimaginable!
"Who exactly are you? How do you know about the serum's side effects?"
"Nothing can escape these eyes of mine!"
Aaron pointed to his eyes, which were somewhat unusual, overly clear and bright, then said in a low voice:
"I also know that this thing of yours contains part of the formula for the Super Soldier Serum that Captain America injected back then."
"Do you think everyone is Captain America, whose inner justice and light can overcome evil and darkness?"
"After your modifications, this thing will only become more terrifying, and then produce a green devil, or rather, an ugly goblin?"
"Hmm, I've got it. From now on, I'll call you and Harry – the Goblin Family?"
"No!!!"
Norman Osborn didn't want to admit it, but Aaron had no reason to lie to him.
This kind of thing, you'd know if you just found someone to experiment on, wouldn't you?
His life's work actually contained such massive side effects.
What if his evil personality after the injection also injected Harry with the same serum? Then... damn it, absolutely not!
"Actually... Osborn Industries..."
Norman's heart wavered a bit, but he still couldn't make up his mind.
After all, this was the colossal Osborn Industries!
Even though Tony Stark became Iron Man, and even though Norman's excessive madness led him to invest too much capital in various projects, causing Osborn Industries to suffer severe losses recently, and even show signs of decline.
But Osborn was still a super conglomerate worth hundreds of billions of US dollars!
To hand over such a huge family business... he'd have to be insane!
Even if he jumped from this hundred-meter height today, he would absolutely not do that!
"I can give you some of the group's say and shares..."
Aaron raised his hand to interrupt him, stood up, and picked up a vial.
"This is..."
Norman was puzzled, looking at the blue liquid in the test tube. For some reason, he felt that the test tube looked somewhat familiar.
"This is a healing serum I created, which can be used to repair human tissue."
"Have you played games? This is like the red potion, the health potion, in games. It can accelerate a person's metabolism and improve their recovery speed. If someone is injured, taking or injecting it can quickly heal their wounds."
"Even if a major artery is severed, as long as it's injected promptly and in sufficient quantity, one can escape death."
"How much do you think this is worth?"
Norman looked at the small test tube in surprise, and after deep thought, said gravely: "At least tens of billions of US dollars! This is a life-saving miracle drug, and can even be used in surgeries and many other scenarios."
"As long as it can be mass-produced, it will surely sweep the globe!"
"As for its ultimate value, it needs further testing and research."
"You mean to..."
Norman suddenly reacted.
"Besides this healing serum, I can also create other things like beauty serums, anti-aging serums, limb regeneration serums, anti-cancer serums..."
"There's nothing you can't imagine that I can't do!"
"I have only one condition: Osborn Industries belongs to me, and it must strictly follow my will!"
"I will gradually release these things, and you will research and mass-produce them. I believe with existing products, it won't be difficult for you to replicate them."
Aaron placed the vial in front of him and said indifferently.
Actually, this thing was a super-weakened version of the serum he had taken from a failed serum in the lab, which he melted down and extracted, containing only a certain healing ability.
Injecting it had no side effects and wouldn't improve physical fitness; it just temporarily boosted metabolism and replenished needed energy.
It was like a health potion in a game, but even so, it was still enough to drive people crazy!
In a way, it was a super elixir!
In the previous real universe, once it came out, it would certainly cause a frantic scramble, and building a hundred-billion-dollar group would be a piece of cake.
But this was Marvel, and while it was still in high demand, Aaron simply didn't care for it.
He needed a complete Osborn Industries, which would then obey his personal will and become his tool to collect small items from all over the world.
At the same time, he didn't want to spend effort on this tool, and Norman Osborn was the workhorse he put forward.
Norman was still hesitating,
But Aaron was already confident, closing his eyes and patiently waiting for the answer.
Norman was a smart man, he knew how to choose.
Sure enough, after hesitating for a while, Norman thought of Harry, who was still in school, and finally made up his mind.
"I... agree!"
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Chapter 10: Three Fires, Heaven or Abyss
"A wise choice!"
Aaron praised with a faint smile.
He stood up and patted Norman on the shoulder, like a boss to an employee, and said earnestly: "Norman, you are a smart man, you made the best choice."
"Believe me, a few years from now, you will definitely be proud of today's choice. No, maybe not even a year, maybe a month, or half a year?"
"As long as you work hard to develop the group for me, to do things for me, superhuman strength, long life, high status... all will be yours!"
"Work hard from now on, I have high hopes for you, young man!"
"I will give you everything you dream of, and far beyond your imagination!"
Norman was somewhat dazed; these were his words!
Even that chair was his!
"So, boss, what are your instructions next?"
Norman asked, a little awkwardly, after a period of adjusting.
Calling someone else 'boss'... from childhood to adulthood, this was Norman's first time!
Even the word 'boss' felt unfamiliar and strange.
Aaron pondered for a moment after hearing him.
"First, the group's headquarters will be relocated to the Eastern Dragon Country in the future. We can also implement a dual-headquarters model, but the New York one can only serve as an important branch. The headquarters here must be moved to another city."
Norman Osborn looked at Aaron's distinctive Eastern face and understood the first half of the sentence, but was puzzled by the second half.
"Boss, may I ask why?"
Aaron said without hesitation: "Because of safety! It's too unsafe here. I don't want aliens to mess up my tools, ahem, my hard work, when they descend one day."
Norman's eyebrow twitched. You just said it, didn't you, 'tools'! Osborn Industries is just your tool!
That's our life's work!
His cherished dream, in another man's eyes, was just a plaything. Damn it, thinking about it makes me want to explode on the spot!
Norman was still a bit confused, but he generally understood: the US was unsafe!
And the Eastern Dragon Country was absolutely safe?
Or rather, New York was the most unsafe!
"Understood, I will go down and organize a suitable plan." Norman nodded.
A new official takes office with three fires, and this was only the first, so he naturally had to do it well.
"Second, you immediately organize a team of biologists to fully analyze the serum I gave you, and mass-produce it as quickly as possible. At the same time, during this process, I will send you an email containing the small items I need. You must mobilize all the group's strength and connections to collect them for me as soon as possible!"
With Osborn Industries, even certain illegal items could pass security checks smoothly under the guise of scientific research.
Even if someone discovered it, they would turn a blind eye.
Norman's heart stirred. "I will arrange it immediately and have them get what you need as soon as possible!"
Aaron nodded in satisfaction. It was easy to talk to smart people.
With just one sentence, Norman understood the priority of the tasks.
Scientific research was secondary; fulfilling Aaron's personal needs was paramount!
Because Aaron was the boss!
"Third, there can only be one voice in the company! I don't care what method you use, you must deal with everyone else!"
Although Aaron didn't care about money, that didn't mean he was willing to share this cake with other parasites.
While Norman had the final say in Osborn Industries, he was actually just the major shareholder; other small shareholders could unite and contend with him.
They could even force his hand at times.
Norman was a smart man, but he was even more of a mad scientist, disinclined to contend for power with shareholders who were focused on that path.
So much so that at the group's worst, he was almost kicked out by a coalition of small shareholders.
This forced him to inject the Green Goblin serum, sending them to meet their maker with a bomb.
Norman suddenly understood. He hesitated for a moment, then made a throat-slitting gesture. "Like this?"
Aaron rolled his eyes. "You are the major shareholder! I don't want this matter to have any lingering trouble."
Just for tonight, tomorrow you'll be the major shareholder!
Norman felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
Alright, now he was an employee, and when the boss spoke, everyone below had to run themselves ragged.