America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

“Harry, Leon, you might not believe it, but our Osborne family was once an English noble family. I am actually related to Mr. Leopold.”

“Congratulations, congratulations to you and Mr. Leopold,” Li Qun said.

"Has Mr. Leo adapted to modern life yet?" Gwen asked with concern.

"He adapted very well, extremely well. He was very composed when he met my father. I felt that my father didn't just want Leo to be my tutor. Being my tutor was just a test. After passing his test, he might become the spokesperson or brand ambassador for the Osborne Group, like Tony Stark, hosting product launches," Harry Osborne said.

“Osborn Group doesn’t have many mass-market products that require a press conference, does it?” Li Qun said.

Li Qun is paying attention to the Osborne Group, not only in the newspapers but also online. While lurking on various online forums, Li Qun keeps a close eye on information about the Osborne Group.

“Yes, there are protective gear options, like those for skateboards, bicycles, and motorcycles,” Harry said.

"If I ever become the chairman of the company, I'll have to get Osborn to expand into more civilian products."

"What do you think would be a good thing to sell?" Harry started to daydream.

"Cookware? A non-stick pan that won't break for thirty years?" Li Qun said.

“That’s so unique of you.” Harry pointed to Liqun with both index fingers.

“Peter, what do you think?” Harry asked Peter.

“Furniture? An office chair that you can sit in all day without getting back pain? Perfectly ergonomically designed,” Peter said.

"Good idea, I'll write it down, maybe it'll come true someday."

"Gwen, what are your thoughts?"

“Me? Sell stationery, make it the number one stationery brand in America, and have all the students in America using Osborn’s stationery,” Gwen said.

“This doesn’t sound like it’s going to make much money,” Harry said, stroking his chin.

“We could design a really good pen, and then keep adding cultural and entertainment value to it,” Li Qun said to Harry.

“What do you mean? Leon, can you explain this in detail?” Harry looked at Liqun.

"Take Superman for example. I'm not talking about every boy, but most boys like Superman. If you pay a small copyright fee and add Superman's image to a pen, you can imagine how many people would buy that pen."

"It's just a pen, and every student can afford it."

"With the Superman pen, we can create a Justice League set and release a superhero collaboration pen every quarter..."

Li Qun's explanation sparked Harry's imagination. Peter seemed to see Harry obsessed with money, and Gwen felt that Harry Osborn wanted to usurp his father Norman Osborn's position.

“Leon, from now on you’ll be my chief marketing consultant. Once I take over Osborn, I’ll start paying you a salary.” Harry excitedly put his arm around Li Qun’s shoulder.

Harry didn't feel that Li Qun's ideas would make him a lot of money; he just felt that Li Qun had hit the nail on the head.

In an era when toys were just toys, IP collaboration products were neither plentiful nor cheap, and the number of products sold was pitifully small.

Harry wants to be the savior of collectors.

"Okay, I'll wait for that day to come."

“Maybe we’ll have our own superhero IP in the future,” Li Qun said.

"Class is about to start, stop chatting," Gwen urged.

“Oh, the first class is Dr. Otto’s class,” Peter said nervously.

See you at noon, Harry!

See you at noon!

……

Dr. Otto Octavius ​​is also beginning to adjust to his new life, although he still occasionally expresses his frustration at not being recognized for his talents during class.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Dr. Otto placed the forms he was carrying on the desks of the students in the first row.

"Pass them on, and everyone will have a form. This is for the school's off-campus activities this year. Remember to take it home and have your parents sign it. If you can't attend the activity, your parents still need to sign it."

"I'm so sorry, I'm the teacher in charge of your off-campus activities."

Dr. Otto, with his hands supporting him on the podium, smiled as he surveyed the twenty-odd students in the classroom.

"Is there anyone who can't go? Raise your hand now," Dr. Otto asked.

"No, that's fine."

Li Qun received the application form, which stated that they would be visiting the American Museum of Natural History in New York next week.

"Oh……"

Li Qun thought for a moment. Their eleventh-grade field trip this year was to the American Museum of Natural History in New York. Next year, in twelfth grade, they would go to Columbia University to visit radioactive genetically modified spiders.

The application form includes a general description of the American Museum of Natural History in New York. Located near Central Park, the museum has 45 permanent galleries and a collection of over 3600 million specimens, showcasing astronomical, mineral, human evolution, paleontological fossils, and modern biological specimens, including dinosaur fossils, a favorite among boys.

Li Qun carefully examined the application form and then raised his hand.

"Leon, what's wrong?"

"Dr. Otto, do we need to pay a fee?" Li Qun asked.

"It's free. I don't rule out the possibility that you'll buy some souvenirs at the museum." Dr. Otto looked somewhat helpless.

Chapter 49 Akamanra Gold Medal

The Kamar-Taj librarian, King Sorcerer, whose full name is King Triumph, is rarely called by his full name; he is simply referred to as "King."

At this moment, Wang's soul left his body, and he observed Li Qun from Zhongcheng High School in a spirit form.

Dr. Otto was giving a lecture on the podium, spitting as he spoke, while Wang stood at the back of the classroom listening in.

Wang could understand everything Dr. Otto taught in class. After all, he was the librarian of the Kamar-Taj Library, and the knowledge of eleventh grade in American high school was no challenge for him.

After observing the class for more than ten minutes, Wang didn't want to continue and quietly slipped through the wall and left the classroom.

Wang walked out of the teaching building and sat down on a bench on campus, where he began to ponder.

The power of the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) cannot be ignored. Wang's habitual thinking led him to believe that he should take Li Qun to Kamar-Taj and train him to become a new generation of magician who protects the earth, guiding him to use the power of the Ruyi Jingu Bang in the right way.

Just as they guided Bruce Banner to accept the Hulk's power.

The American Museum of Natural History, New York?

Wang suddenly remembered something, and his spirit left Zhongcheng High School and returned to his body.

Wang walked out of the Holy See in New York and turned to walk towards the American Museum of Natural History.

Wang came up with a way to test Li Qun.

Set up a test to judge Li Qun's character and temperament.

If Li Qun shows obvious flaws, then take him to Kamar-Taj and guide him; if he performs well, then don't interfere with his life trajectory and let him walk his own path.

Visiting hours at the American Museum of Natural History in New York are from 10:00 a.m. to 5:45 p.m., and adult tickets cost $23.

Wang bought a ticket and entered the museum. Instead of wandering around the Natural History Museum, he went to the security office to find someone.

Wang walked into the security room, where three security guards who looked to be over sixty years old were playing cards together.

"Hi, Cecily, long time no see," Wang greeted the tall, thin, white-haired security guard.

Old Whitehead Ceci looked up at the King, put down his cards, patted the other two on the shoulders, and signaled that a friend had arrived.

"Your Majesty, what brings you here?"

"Gus, Nader, how are you feeling?" Wang greeted the other two security guards.

"Your Majesty, are you here to inspect the condition of the museum?"

“We’ve kept a close watch on things, and so far there haven’t been any problems,” Ceci told the king.

“We’ll be retiring in two or three years. Have we decided who will take over our jobs?” Ceci asked the king.

"This matter hasn't been discussed yet. Finding someone to take over your work as museum caretakers will have to wait until you retire in three years," Wang replied.

“Alright, alright. Tell me, Your Majesty, is there anything else you need us to do?” Ceci asked.

“I would like to use the museum’s space for a while,” Wang said to Cecily.

“What do you want to resurrect?” Ceci asked.

"It's not about bringing something back to life, but about bringing a young person here to see how he reacts to a resurrected 'nature and history,'" Wang said.

"An ordinary young man?" asked the old white-haired Ceci.

“No, he’s a rather special young man,” Wang said.

“If you damage any exhibits in the museum, Your Majesty, you will have to repair them yourself; we will not help.” Ceci crossed his arms.

“I will. I won’t leave all the trouble to you,” Wang said.

"That's good." Ceci nodded.

"When can we borrow the venue?" asked the elderly Black man, Nader.

"next week."

"Did the museum curator tell you that Midtown High School will be organizing a visit to the museum for its students next week?" Wang asked.

"I heard him mention it, was it that day?" Old Blackhead Nader looked at Wang.

“That was the day.” Wang nodded.

"What's your plan? To send them over directly via a portal at dawn?" Old White-haired Ceci asked.

"Or are you testing a young man who's a thief, someone who'll come to the museum in the middle of the night to steal things?" Old Man Nader asked.

"We'll see when the time comes," Wang replied.

"I'm going to check on Akamara's condition."

After Wang finished speaking, he left the security room.

The Achamanra Gold Medal, the most precious treasure of the ancient Egyptian Pharaoh Achamanra, was cast in the temple of the moon god Khonsu, who endowed the gold medal with incredible magic.

After midnight, the Akamanra Gold Medal can bring nearby inanimate objects to life; the resurrection effect ends after sunrise.

Magic power is replenished by absorbing moonlight; if magic power weakens, the activation effect will be lost.

The Akamara gold medal can be considered a special version of the "Rat Talisman".

Many years ago, the Akamara gold medal was sent to the American Museum of Natural History in New York. That night, all the exhibits in the museum came to life, causing a huge riot.