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Chapter 42 You, a researcher, are talking to me about metaphysics?

Under Norman's personal arrangement, Du Mu's project laboratory was quickly put into place.

This private laboratory is not only spacious and independent, but also equipped with a large number of professional research equipment and ample experimental materials for his use at any time.

Norman had originally planned to assign Du Mu several researchers and assistants to help with his work.

But Du Mu resolutely refused, only asking Gwen, an intern at the Osborne Group, to come and serve as his assistant.

Time flies by.

A few days later, Norman arrived at Du Mu’s laboratory, eager to learn about the research progress.

He pushed open the laboratory door, and a strong and peculiar smell immediately hit him.

Du Mu and Gwen were standing around the experimental table, on which sat a steaming hot pot!
"When cooking tripe, you should follow the 'seven dips and eight lifts' principle, understand?"

"I understand!"

Gwen clumsily swished the tripe with chopsticks, her focused expression as if she were operating some kind of sophisticated experimental instrument.

The two were so engrossed in their hot pot that they didn't notice Norman standing at the door.

What are you doing?!

Norman finally couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but question him.

Upon seeing Norman's arrival, Gwen was so startled that her hand trembled, and the tripe she had just picked up almost fell back into the pot.

Du Mu calmly raised his head and replied, "Can't you tell? We're developing a life-saving potion."

I had no idea until you pointed it out!

Norman pointed at the boiling hot pot, veins throbbing on his forehead, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Don't tell me this pot of stuff is the life potion."

Du Mu explained in a serious tone: "It's like this, Mr. Osborn, we are developing a life potion with a hot pot flavor. In the future, we also plan to develop more flavors of life potions so that patients will have more choices according to their preferences."

Norman: "?"

Are you fucking sick?

Who would make medicine come in so many flavors? This is medicine, not a snack!

But Norman wasn't in the mood to delve into that question right now, and asked directly, "How long will it take to develop a bottle of life potion?"

Du Mu could clearly sense the barely concealed urgency in Norman's words.

Clearly, Norman's health was deteriorating.

"Maybe one or two weeks, maybe about a month," Du Mu said casually.

Norman's face turned ashen upon hearing this answer.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Can we speed up the development process of the life-saving potion?"

Du Mu asked curiously, "What's wrong, Mr. Osborne? Do you need it urgently?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

"Well, that's a bit difficult, mainly because it depends on fate."

Norman: "?"

You're a researcher, and you're talking to me about fate and other mystical things? Is that even fair?!
Norman sensed that Du Mu was somewhat unreliable, and his face turned ashen as he said, "I don't care what method you use, you must produce a bottle of life potion within two days!"

"I'll try my best."

Du Mu spread his hands, Norman snorted coldly, and left the laboratory.

Gwen put down her chopsticks and looked at Doom with concern: "Doom, is this really okay?"

These past few days she's been eating, drinking, having fun, and doing research with Du Mu, so their relationship has become quite close.

Gwen was worried that if Du Mu couldn't produce the life-saving potion, Norman would hold him accountable later.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Du Mu waved his hand dismissively, since he had never really intended to work for Norman anyway.

What's the point of having an NPC who can't even issue quests?
"Looks like we can start taking action now." Du Mu pulled out a black access card and thought to himself.

After observing for several days, he discovered a secret floor hidden deep within the Osborne Building, but that floor could only be unlocked by Norman's exclusive access card.

Just as Norman approached, Du Mu swiped the access card from his pocket.

After giving Gwen a few brief instructions, Du Mu also left the laboratory.

Instead of acting immediately, he slipped into the empty bathroom and put on a disguise mask.

Yes, that's right, it's Stanislavski's mask.

Then, he swaggered toward the elevator and waited for it to descend.

Just then, an employee carrying documents happened to walk by and inadvertently caught sight of the highly recognizable face in front of the elevator, and was immediately shocked.

"Mr. Stanislav?!"

As the former second-in-command and major shareholder of Stark Industries, Steiner was quite well-known in the business and technology circles, so it was perfectly normal for him to be recognized.

"Well, it's me."

Du Mu imitated Stanislavski's arrogant and aloof tone, nodding slightly.

Just then, the elevator doors opened, and he stepped in, pressing his access card onto the sensor area without hesitation, activating the bottommost button that had never been accessible to ordinary employees.

As the elevator doors slowly closed, the employees outside breathed a sigh of relief and patted their chests.

It has to be said that the sense of oppression from a big shot like Stanislavski is truly strong.

But soon, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Wait a minute, weren't there tons of news reports a while ago saying that Stanislav died in an accident?"

So that was...

The employee swallowed hard, a chill running down his spine.

Oh my god! He thinks he just saw a ghost!

Ding!
The elevator doors slid open smoothly, leading us to that mysterious final floor.

Du Mu stepped outside and found that this place was completely different from the bright laboratories upstairs.

Rather than a laboratory, this place is more like a combination of a high-tech weapons arsenal and a private research and development center.

In the most prominent central area, there is a cool-looking green glider, while on the shelf next to it, there are a dozen or so pumpkin-shaped metal bombs and a set of dark green tight-fitting combat suits.

"Wow, the game designers actually hid so many treasures here!"

Du Mu's eyes lit up immediately.

Without hesitation, he activated the auto-pickup mode and put all the equipment and weapons into his game inventory.

After doing all this, he turned his attention to an encrypted computer terminal in the corner that was connected to an independent network.

Du Mu took out his hacker phone and easily cracked and hacked into the computer terminal.

As the screen unlocks, a large number of encrypted files are revealed.

Du Mu quickly found a secret document bearing the emblem of the Ministry of National Defense.

Upon closer inspection, the document reveals that Norman is collaborating with the military in an attempt to replicate a super-soldier serum project originating from World War II.

The report shows that after numerous failures, two serum samples have been successfully replicated, but they are marked in bright red next to them as having not been tested on humans and with unknown risks.

Just as Du Mu confirmed the contents of the secret document, a system notification sounded in his mind.

[Mission 'Investigate the Osborn Group' completed!]

[Rewards: 1000 XP, 20 S.H.I.E.L.D. Reputation, Item 'Dying Will Bomb']

[Item: Dying Will Bullet (Those hit by it will have their heads ignited in flames, their physical attributes will be greatly enhanced, and they will do everything in their power to accomplish the thing they regretted most before being hit. The side effect is that their clothes will be torn off, and they are prone to dying.)]

(End of this chapter)