Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 103 [Drunk on the lap of a beauty, awake and in control of the world]

"Calm down? What happened sir?"

After hearing what Coulson said, Mrs. Stacy became even more uneasy.

When she saw her old husband lying on the hospital bed, her worries became reality. Mrs. Stacy screamed and almost fainted.

Hospital bed.

Director George was still in a deep coma, with all kinds of tubes inserted into his body. It was terrifying to look at, not to mention Director George's extremely old face.

It can only be described as shocking.

"Mom!" Gwen was the only child in George's family who came over. She hurriedly supported her mother who almost fell down. Her expression was also terrified, and she kept looking into the glass window.

Mrs. Stacy woke up and angrily asked Coulson, "What have you done to my husband!"

Gwen glared at Coulson as well.

"Eh," Coulson sighed in his heart, but said bitterly on the surface, "No, not us, Mrs. Stacy."

"Then why has my husband been missing for so long? Why did it become like this? He is the chief of the police station. You are committing a crime!"

From Mrs. Stacy's words, one can hear her extreme distrust of the bureaucratic system.

The Dongda people wonder why Americans are always unwilling to obey police orders, but the Americans say that this is their own national conditions.

In a country that can use biological weapons and bombs to attack its own citizens, the polarization between the top and the bottom is particularly serious, and there is mutual hostility and distrust.

No wonder even Mrs. Stacy, the wife of the police chief, no longer trusts the government.

Listen to the mother and daughter's angry questioning.

Coulson hesitated, then took a deep breath when he realized that Nick Fury had tacitly agreed to tell the truth.

"In fact, Mrs. Stacy, your husband is a hero. He saved the citizens of all New York."

Mrs. Stacy's excitement was stunned for a moment, but it eased a little after hearing this.

Gwen's beautiful eyes widened, "What does this mean?"

"I believe you have all heard about what happened in Manhattan yesterday." Coulson said as briefly as possible.

"Your husband is the great angel who fights against the devil!"

After hearing the news, I couldn't calm down for a long time.

“Oh God.”

Mrs. Stacy took a step back in surprise, with disbelief in her eyes.

"You said, my father is that Seraph?!" As a young person, Gwen understood the information much faster than Mrs. Stacy.

His eyes widened and his speech quickened. Gwen could never imagine that the father she was so familiar with was actually an angel.

For a moment I didn't know whether to question or be excited.

"But didn't the government say that this was just a terrorist attack? What's circulating on the Internet is fake, lies." Mrs. Stacy fell silent before she finished her words.

It seems that she still trusts the authorities too much.

"Actually, those are all true, ma'am, miss." Coulson was relieved to see that the situation seemed to be under control. The situation he was most worried about did not happen, such as Mrs. Stacy making a scene without listening to his explanation.

"Mr. George suffered some injuries in the process of defeating the Holy Lord." Coulson said carefully, trying his best to avoid making the two of them emotional.

"So he can be good right?"

Mrs. Stacy was only briefly surprised by her husband's hidden identity, and then she no longer paid attention to it, but became concerned about her husband's health.

"Please tell me the truth, sir."

"I don't care if George is an angel or not. At least an angel wouldn't be injured so badly. How is he now?"

Mrs. Stacy could see that George was in a very bad condition without the doctor's explanation.

"We will do our best to help Mr. George recover." Coulson didn't say it very confidently, but was vague.

But the eloquent Gwen obviously didn't like such empty talk, and she bravely stood up and questioned.

"What do you mean, my dad saved New York, and now he's lying in a hospital bed with no one paying attention to him? That's when you thought of informing us? No, you can't do this, you have to cure him."

"We'll try our best, miss." Coulson repeated again, looking apologetic, "But Chief George seems to have lost part of his life in the battle, but please rest assured, Chief George is not in danger for the time being."

Coulson's voice sounded long and empty in Mrs. Stacy's ears.

She stared at her husband lying on the hospital bed and felt her head buzzing.

As an adult, she already knew what Coulson meant.

Thinking of his many years of relationship with his husband George, and then thinking of the last time he saw George, although he was exhausted, at least he was physically normal, and gradually overlapped with the figure in front of him.

Mrs. Stacy couldn't bear it anymore, tears streamed down her face, and finally her eyes went dark and she passed out.

"MOM!!!" Gwen screamed.

"Mrs. Stacy!" Coulson was also a little flustered.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Night falls.

The Osborne estate was brightly lit.

The incident in New York has been officially classified as a terrorist attack. The government said it was done by Middle Eastern terrorists and that it would strengthen its military capabilities, etc.

Everyone knows that the US officials are lying with open eyes.

Although the commander-in-chief has planned to meet the "angel", he will not admit that it is an angel, nor will he acknowledge the existence of the "devil".

But to put it another way - for example, the extraordinary people trained by the government prevented the terrorists' conspiracy.

The truth doesn't matter.

The government will never recognize angels and demons, as this will allow religious forces to rise rapidly. No one wants to go back to the Middle Ages, when the Pope was supreme and royal power and divine power were struggling.

Many people may not believe this statement, but what's the harm?

It's nothing more than the people at the bottom despising the authorities even more, but it can't affect the interests of the top leaders, and after a month, the matter will be settled.

The top management has a tight grip on the lower levels.

This is both good news and bad news for the Osborne Group.

——The good news is that there will be more military orders.

This is like a lifeline for the Osborne Group, which has been facing increasingly severe financial difficulties recently.

——The bad news is that the Stark Group has reopened its equipment research and development department, and the Osborn Group has a new competitor.

However, it could also be a partner.

Norman Osborn and Yang An are receiving a special visitor.

"Welcome to my estate, Mr. Obadiah Stane. It is our honor."

Norman Osborn had a kind smile on his handsome face and shook hands with the bald man in front of him.

"No, it's my honor. Thank you Mr. Osborn for your support of Stark Industries. We are all friends. There's no need to be so polite."

Obadiah's eyes lingered on old Norman's face for a moment, and he could see the surprise and desire that flashed across his eyes.

Old Norman smiled even more.

He was not worried that the Osborne Group would get into trouble, because his face, which could never be made to look this good no matter how much plastic surgery he had, was the perfect advertisement.

The research and development of spider serum has not yet been completed. However, the weakened human enhancement agent has undergone multiple human experiments and has been proven to be qualified and can be put into mass production.

This medicine can not only be provided to the military.

It can also be provided to wealthy businessmen to enter the health care products and even medical industries.

Although Dr. Connors is gone, his research has been carried forward in the Osborn Group. The human body strengthening potion mixed with weakened regenerative potion is like the tonic pill in the novel.

It can cure certain diseases, strengthen human body functions, make people younger and more energetic.

These effects combined make it a miracle drug comparable to penicillin.

No, greater than penicillin.

Human beings will enter a new era in which they will be basically free from diseases, their physical fitness will nearly double, and their life expectancy will double.

And he, Norman Osborn, will be immortal because of this!

In addition to fame, there are also benefits, huge benefits that are unimaginable.

Once in the market.

It is expected that a market worth trillions of dollars will be generated within the Osborne Group.

Even if it requires giving up some interests in exchange, it can not only bring the Osborne Group back to life, but also make a lot of money.

Old Norman has great ambitions and is planning to enter the medical industry.

At this time, someone needs to step up and help advertise.

——What could be more suitable as a living signboard than the real case of old Norman getting younger himself?

Now it seems that Obadiah is obviously attracted by old Norman, this "living signboard". He is already in his fifties. Although he is energetic, his physical functions are declining and he is beginning to age.

If he wants to continue living happily for a few more decades, he needs to find a way to prolong his life and return to his youth.

Sure enough, Obadiah couldn't help but ask how old Norman did it.

"Human body strengthening potion."

Old Norman did not hide it. After all, the potion was indeed effective, but it was impossible to become like him.

"It has not yet been approved by the Food and Drug Administration for production, but if you need it, Obadiah, I can give you one. Believe me, it's very effective."

Old Norman promised that he needed a partner, and the Stark Group was undoubtedly a giant in the United States.

Old Norman doesn't care who controls this behemoth, he only cares about whether he can reach a cooperation with him.

"that would be great."

Obadiah was all smiles. He noticed Yang An, who was sitting leisurely beside him and looking at him silently. He greeted Yang An with a smile, looking like a good uncle.

"Little Harry has grown up to be such a good and handsome young man."

"Thank you." Yang An smiled politely, looking harmless.

If Obadiah knew his deeds, he would not be so relaxed.

Right now, Yang An is focusing most of his energy on controlling the driver. He is sitting here just to participate in the plot because he is bored.

Yang An already has a basic plan for who to control next.

To parasitize super villains, such as Kingpin, former director of S.H.I.E.L.D., actually Pierce, the North American director of Hydra, and so on.

They can then act as second-level distributors to organize a supernatural force, and then fight to the death with those superheroes.

Yang An only needs to quietly control the overall situation and plan a few major events to harvest waves of wishes.

Speaking of villains, Obadiah seems to be considered a villain.

Yang An was considering whether to recruit him.

Obadiah has good business skills and a ruthless work style. He is adept at both business and politics and is a good helper.

Stark Industries, although Tony Stark's genius mind is at the heart of weapons development.

But the rest of the group's operations can all be attributed to Obadiah. It was he who led Stark Industries to a peak before Stark turned over a new leaf.

To be honest, if Tony Stark didn't have such low EQ and was too conceited, he would be willing to leave the company to Obadiah instead of intervening himself.

Obadiah probably wouldn't want to kill Tony Stark, after all, Tony is his cash cow.

But there is no but in the world!
It would be such a waste for Obadiah to die like this.

What's more, the plot of Iron Man 1 has been almost disrupted, and Yang An feels it is necessary to get the plot of Iron Man back on track.

Obadiah left Osborne Manor with a lot of gains.

The convoy slowly drove away from the manor in the luxury car they had driven in.

"Go to the airport." Obadiah ordered lightly, then leaned back on the automatically heated leather sofa, closed his eyes, and pinched his nose to relax.

The vehicle started silently, and Obadiah didn't pay much attention.

He had a few more drinks and was now a little tipsy.

Unfortunately, he couldn't stay in New York, and he had to fly back to Los Angeles overnight.

There was an important meeting waiting for him at headquarters tomorrow morning.

Obadiah enjoyed the feeling of being fulfilled and in control. He liked to be busy and take control of the overall situation.

But Tony, that naughty and rebellious child, took all these away from him and was unwilling to listen to him, an old man.

Obadiah could not bear to live an idle life, just as he could not bear to have his rights taken away from him.

His conflict with Tony also escalated.

But it's much better now.

Tony first suffered temporary amnesia, then had health problems, and now has disappeared without a trace in the Stark Tower disaster.

Obadiah felt that God was on his side.

If Tony Stark is not found after waiting for a month, he can apply to the court to declare that he has died in the disaster of Stark Tower.

By then, if I buy Tony Stark's "legacy", I can completely control Stark Industries. No, it should be - Stark Industries!

Obadiah was immersed in a beautiful dream. The reason supporting his dream was that the Osborne Group, the only group that didn't follow him very much, also completely threw itself into his arms today.

Although at the beginning the Osborn Group seemed to have some connection with Tony Stark and wanted to bet on Tony Stark.

Obadiah knew this.

But it doesn’t matter. Tony is already missing, and if the Osborn Group doesn’t want to be eliminated, it has to cooperate with him!
He came here today to give you an ultimatum.

The result was pretty much what he expected—Osborne Group turned to him!

Willing to join his camp.

Even share with him part of the profits of the "human enhancement potion", but the price is that Obadiah also has to give up part of Stark Industries' shares and the weapons market share.

These are all business, can we talk about it~
Now, drunk on the lap of a beauty, sober in the power of the world!

The feeling of being in control and having great power in his hands intoxicated Obadiah so much that he began to feel sleepy and planned to take a nap.

So Obadiah didn't notice.

My driving style seems to be different from before.

I glanced at him from time to time in the rearview mirror and saw that he was dozing off. There was a hint of coldness in his dark eyes without whites.

(End of this chapter)