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Chapter 224 Adaptation is not random editing
The next day, in the morning.

Clean sunshine falls on the Manhattan district of New York.

"Mr. Menken! May I ask if the new superhero is Mr. Walter, the director of your company?"

"Excuse me, does Osborn have the same high-tech suit technology as Stark?"

"Will you share this technology with the government military?"

……

At the gate of Osborne Building, Mencken, who got out of a luxury car, was immediately surrounded by a large group of reporters and interviewed with cameras.

Mencken did not answer, but asked his bodyguards to push away these annoying reporters, then entered the Osborne Building and went straight to Shimizu's office.

"Walter, what you did last night was really..."

Menken wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with a tissue and sat down opposite Qingshui.

"But what is it?"

Qingshui asked as he took a sip of coffee.

“That’s great!”

Mencken said excitedly.

"You deliberately let those reporters take pictures of you wearing armor? You are amazing! Now the media outside are going crazy! This is simply a perfect advertising and marketing strategy. From the opening of the stock market today to now, the company's stock price has skyrocketed and has reached a peak close to the time when Norman was still here!"

Mencken clenched his fists and looked at the clear water through his shining glasses as if he were looking at a mountain of gold.

"Aren't you asking if my technology can be used to mass-produce combat uniforms and make a lot of money by cooperating with the military?"

Qingshui reached out and took out an empty cup from the side and placed it in front of Menken.

"Tea or coffee?"

"Coffee is fine. You know, I've been bombarded with calls since the 5 a.m. news came out. There were calls from the military, our partners, and other directors of our company. The most important thing is that I wanted to call you, but you turned off your phone, so I could only contact your butler Jorge, and then I knew you were here and needed coffee to perk you up."

Mencken scratched his head and complained, but judging from his expression and tone, his excitement had not yet subsided.

"Because I knew I was going to get more calls, I turned it off at the beginning, and the coffee was still hot from the coffee machine."

Qingshui pointed to the coffee machine.

Menken stood up to get the coffee, and when he stood up he was so excited and moved so violently that he almost fell down.

"I guess you are just as unwilling to hand over this technology as Stark is. However, as a shareholder of the company, I certainly hope that you are willing to cooperate with us. But I also know that with such technology, you can completely abandon the company and work alone. That would be Osborn's biggest loss, so I won't force you."

Menken said to Qing Shui as he took the coffee.

"I didn't expect you to be so reasonable."

Qingshui was surprised.

"The last unreasonable person was Obadiah, and now the grass next to his grave has probably grown to my waist. The biggest difference between him and me is that I am very sensible. I have worked with Norman for twenty years, and I know how to gain the greatest benefit with the least loss.

Most importantly, I know that you can make big money by betting with talented people."

Mencken took a sip of his coffee, shrugged, and then his eyes lit up.

“What kind of coffee is this?” “Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee, I added a little vanilla pod and honey to it.”

"Next time I'll have to ask my assistant to replace the coffee in my office with this. Also, you have to tell me something, right? I have to deal with all those other people."

"I don't have the energy technology that Stark has. I am only researching graphene batteries. Even if I develop a finished product, it will be a far cry from his condensation controllable reactor. The real energy source is actually myself."

Qingshui snapped his fingers at Menken and used Thunder Release to release a little electric spark.

Mencken frowned slightly in thought.

"Norman's genetic experiment?"

"Not really."

Qingshui had already thought of an excuse.

"It happened a year ago. It was a thunderstorm day. I was doing an experiment with Mr. Norman in his private laboratory. The light bulb broke due to the weather, so I climbed up the ladder to fix it."

"Then at this moment, a ball of lightning hit me from the window, and I fell into a pool. In the pool was Professor Norman's experimental project, a genetically modified electric eel. Also falling into the pool with me were dozens of chemical experiments on the shelf."

Shimizu told a story about a mutation that was a combination of The Flash and Electro.

The adaptation is not random, the origins of a superhero and a supervillain are fused together, and in this world where superheroes really exist, it sounds very convincing.

"In an open-air environment, the probability of a person being hit by lightning is one in 600,000, and even lower indoors. Ball lightning is likely to occur only once in millions of lightning bolts, and this one-in-a-trillion chance happened to me.

Fortunately, Mr. Norman used the first aid equipment to save me. "

Qingshui said nonsense seriously.

Norman is dead anyway, so you can make up any story you want.

"So what you mean is... this accidental experiment cannot be replicated?"

Mencken asked.

"Yes. Afterwards, Mr. Norman secretly conducted several experiments to try to repeat it. Whether it was the voltage of millions of volts or the chemicals used that day, we replicated them all, but still failed."

"That mutant electric eel... I remember the company seemed to have such a project."

Mencken recalled.

“The key to the problem may indeed be the electric eel, but the mutation of each electric eel is different, and the electric eel that helped me mutate was electrocuted into charcoal by ball lightning that night. Even its DNA cannot be extracted, and it cannot even be cloned.

Later, Teacher Norman tested my genes again and found no changes compared to before. Therefore, he thought that this experiment could neither be replicated nor help in treating his genetic disease, so after studying it for a while, he no longer cared about it.

As for the battle armor, I developed it myself in order to better control my own energy."

Qingshui said it perfectly.

But Mencken believed that the probability of such a coincidence happening in the world was extremely low.

But since Qingshui said so, it means that he has dealt with all the related matters thoroughly and others will not be able to find out anything.

In that case, what difference does it make whether it is true or false?

"I will hold a press conference this afternoon and try to give an answer to the outside world. By the way, I will mobilize Osborn's connections in various circles to help you deal with it. But you also know that even Stark has handed over a set of iron armor. If you don't come up with something..."

(End of this chapter)