America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

“No need,” Gwen said.

Stephanie lowered her head and continued reading the newspaper.

“There’s a small business support salon, wanna go check it out?” Peter asked, looking up.

“Peter, it’s your decision,” Gwen said.

“That’s it,” Peter said.

"time?"

“On Thursday.” Peter placed the newspaper in front of Gwen, letting her read the contents herself.

“Stephanie, there’s a food market event going on this weekend, would you like to go?” Li Qun asked Stephanie.

Stephanie looked up at Li Qun, puzzled.

"This food market event seems pretty good. There's a competitive eating contest and a spicy food eating contest. It's sponsored by big companies, and the prizes are quite substantial—canned beef and canned chili sauce," Li Qun said, looking down at the newspaper.

"So, are we not looking for rental listings in the newspaper anymore?" Stephanie asked.

“Liqun, don’t interrupt,” Gwen said.

“Peter, you can go into the competitive eating contest, and I’ll go into the spicy food eating contest. Let’s take home all the prizes and get on the newspapers while we’re at it.” Li Qun looked up.

"Liqun, what plan have you come up with?" Peter asked curiously.

“No, it was a spur-of-the-moment decision,” Li Qun replied.

Peter was disappointed.

“What would it be like if other people wanted to start a company?” Li Qun asked.

“I don’t know. If we knew, would we still be sitting here?” Peter said.

“I feel that we are actually too timid. We don’t dare to start if we are not fully prepared,” Li Qun said.

"Brave people enjoy the world first." Stephanie was just reciting a line from a movie.

“Being well-prepared will save a lot of trouble,” Gwen said.

……

……

"I'm ready."

Emil Bronsky stripped naked, changed into a surgical gown, and walked into the "gas chamber" under the watchful eyes of many. Norman Osborne solemnly pressed the red button and began injecting the vaporized enhanced serum into the "gas chamber."

A thick green fog obscured everyone's view, and General Ross stood nervously outside the fence.

The dense green fog evoked memories of his last human enhancement experiment.

More than ten minutes later, the thick fog gradually dissipated, and Colonel Emil Bronsky, who had received the serum enhancement, appeared before everyone.

Emil Bronsky's body did not undergo any particularly noticeable changes; he did not become a muscular giant.

"Can we open it now?" General Ross asked.

"Not yet, we need to observe for a while."

"This version of the serum has significant side effects on the human mind. Immediately after the enhancement, the person's thinking is confused and highly aggressive while in a semi-conscious state," Norman said.

"You haven't seen the human test subject you chose yet. Where have you hidden him?"

“General Ross, this man does not belong to you,” Norman said.

“Let him sleep here for a while, we’ll go check out the supporting combat equipment,” Dr. Storm said from the side.

"and many more……"

"He's awake."

Colonel Emil Bronsky, inside the gas chamber, suddenly opened his eyes and easily broke free of his restraints.

As a super soldier handpicked by the military, Emil Bronsky harbors a deep-seated desire for power and glory; he longs to fight…

"He's treating us like enemies!!"

Emil Bronsky smashed the glass of the "gas chamber" and rushed outside; his pupils were green.

Chapter 323 Leading by Fifty Years

"It's you, Norman!!"

A rampaging super soldier is extremely dangerous; a massacre is about to unfold, but it is stopped by an unexpected person.

General Ross stared at Norman in shock.

Norman disregarded his image and fought with Bronsky, saving the lives of the others.

Norman, who underwent serum modification earlier, was slightly stronger physically than Bronsky, who had just completed serum modification.

But Norman was not a warrior; he had little fighting experience and was quickly overwhelmed by the disoriented Bronsky, becoming an even more resilient punching bag.

"Storm!!" Norman yelled at Dr. Storm, as Bronsky's arms wrapped around his neck from behind, his movements suggesting he was either suffocating him or about to break his neck.

"It can release a powerful hypnotic gas, and even super soldiers can't withstand its power!" Dr. Storm was still in the mood to explain the new combat equipment developed by the Osborn Weapons Research Department to the military.

Dr. Storm put on a gas mask and had everyone else put on gas masks as well, before throwing the hypnotic grenade at Norman and Bronsky, who were struggling to breathe.

The laboratory was filled with smoke, and everyone listened intently to what was happening inside the smoke.

“They’ve stopped,” Dr. Storm said, walking to the side to operate the ventilation system to replace the air in the laboratory.

Norman's eyes were bloodshot. He was prepared. He held his breath and inhaled only a very small amount of hypnotic gas.

“Your responsibility,” General Ross said to Norman, who had risen.

Norman smiled at General Ross, sending chills down the General's spine.

"Get me some clothes," Norman said calmly to a researcher, who jogged off to find him some.

Norman's clothes were torn during his fight with Bronsky, and it would be indecent to continue wearing the torn clothes, so he should get new ones.

"When will he wake up?" General Ross asked Norman, looking at Bronsky lying on the ground.

"One hour, two hours..."

“They might sleep all day,” Norman replied casually.

"How are we supposed to assess the serum's effectiveness then?" General Ross stared at Norman.

"Do you mean you want me to perform as the 'class clown' for you?" Norman asked.

"Don't put it so harshly. You should have considered the consequences when you used the enhancement serum on yourself," General Ross said.

"Dr. Storm, show them the video."

Dr. Storm called two researchers to help him move the television set, and had the others tidy up the laboratory, making room for the military representatives to sit down and watch the video recording of Norman testing his own physical abilities.

Long-distance running endurance test, weightlifting test, breath-holding test...

The enhanced serum did not cause significant changes in the subjects' physical appearance; Norman Osborne, a gaunt and thin middle-aged man, displayed unimaginable abilities in the video.

General Ross and several other military representatives have already begun to envision the future.

What would happen if this serum were used on a young person in their twenties?

After becoming a superhuman by using the enhancement serum, one can become even stronger with a scientifically designed and professional enhancement training program.

They can also use it, even if they are middle-aged or elderly people.

Norman, who is nearly fifty years old, dared to use the enhanced serum, so the drug risk is not very high. Middle-aged people of similar age can also use it.

"Although the cooperation process was full of twists and turns and misunderstandings, the final result was satisfactory."

"Congratulations, Mr. Norman Osborn."

General Ross stood up, and all the military representatives around him stood up as well, extending their hands to shake hands with the stern-faced Norman.

"This is only the first-generation serum. The second-generation serum will be even more perfect, eliminating most of the shortcomings of the first-generation serum," Norman said.

“No problem, we will fully support the optimization and iteration of subsequent versions of the serum.” General Ross smiled and shook Norman’s hand.

"Of course, the serum research team is still too small..." General Ross added.

“I wouldn’t mind if someone joined us, or shared Osborn’s research data with the military’s research team,” Norman laughed.

“Oh? I thought you would mind.” General Ross maintained his smile.

“Not every team has geniuses. Including myself, I have three geniuses here,” Norman laughed.

"I only saw two? Where is the third gentleman?" Ross scanned the laboratory, but couldn't find any scientific geniuses with such individuality as Norman or Dr. Storm.

"I'll see him someday."

Norman and General Ross released their hands.

Dr. Storm stepped forward and shook hands with General Ross.

"General Ross, have you considered developing more uses for the serum?" Dr. Storm asked with a smile.

"There are no such plans at the moment; raw materials are not available in unlimited quantities," General Ross said.

"hair."

"I discovered that serum can repair the baldness gene in the human body. Look at the top of my head, can you see it? My new hair!"

Dr. Storm lowered his head to show General Ross his new hair that had grown back after he went bald; the short layer of hair was radiating a wonderful vitality.

General Ross glanced around at the military representatives beside him.

He didn't have the problem of baldness, but the others who came with him were all bald.

“We’ll talk about it next time.” General Ross, under the watchful eyes of the delegates, withstood the pressure.

……

"Are we just going to watch?" Wade turned to look at Bruce Banner.

Inside the Sanctum Sanctorum in New York, Wade, Bruce Banner, and Hulk watched everything that happened inside Osborn's laboratory in front of the magical television.

“I’m not doing nothing; I’m working hard to develop the reverse serum,” Dr. Banner told Wade.

"What's the use?" Wade asked.