Marvel: Awakening the Universe

This concludes the discussion of Dr. Connors' laboratory.

but……

They can end it, but the person involved in the conversation, Dr. Connors, cannot say that the topic is over and change to the next one temporarily.

Because at this moment, Dr. Connors is about to be abandoned by capital.

Dr. Connors looked at the person who was standing in his office and brought the latest resolution of the board of directors.

"Doctor, have you made up your mind?"

"I don't know."

"Doctor, you should understand."

The middle-aged, elite white man representing the board of directors said with a warm smile, "The military has withdrawn its funding. Although they used the term temporarily, we all know what that means. The board originally intended to suspend funding for the lab as well. But, Doctor, your latest research has successfully helped your lab regain funding, but it's only just."

Because Dr. Connors' latest achievement, the regenerated mice, gave the board of directors a glimmer of hope.

But it was only a hint.

Dr. Connors frowned.

"So what does the board of directors think?"

"Human experiments!"

"what?"

Dr. Connors' eyes widened upon hearing this, and he looked at the middle-aged man. "I just extracted a serum that seems to be viable from the only mutated mouse, and I haven't had time to verify it yet. It's too hasty to conduct human trials now. Besides, where can we find willing test subjects?"

The middle-aged man shrugged and said, "There are plenty of experimental subjects in the military hospital. Just use the name of the latest vaccine."

He said it easily.

After all, everyone does it.

If you go to Bharat to conduct human experiments, you have to pay the local government, but if you conduct experiments on low-income people in your own country, you don’t even have to pay.

In a word.

Are people at the bottom human beings?

No!

Capital is profit-seeking. While maximizing profits, it also seeks to minimize costs.

But Dr. Connors found it hard to accept after hearing it.

"What? I don't agree."

"Time waits for no one, Doctor. You don't have much time left, and neither do we."

"……us?"

"You don't need to know this. You just need to know that the board of directors is doing this for your own good. There will be someone dedicated to this matter. If it fails, Doctor, you can pretend you know nothing."

"I'm not here to discuss this with you, Doctor."

"This is a notice."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned around and left Dr. Connors' laboratory.

Now the top brass are saying that Norman Osborn will not live long, and the reason why Dr. Connors' regeneration laboratory was established is actually to research a cure for Norman Osborn's strange disease.

and so……

The middle-aged man was actually not wrong. They were now pushing for human experiments to be carried out as soon as possible. While helping Dr. Connors, they were also helping them.

After all, there is only one emperor and one courtier.

Who knows what Harry Osborn would do if Norman Osborn really died.

Well known.

Capital also likes stability, because only with stability can capital make money steadily.

But Dr. Connors is not capital.

After the middle-aged man left, he sat in his office chair.

like a statue!

……

Chapter 45 The Birth of Dr. Lizard

Dr. Connors's eyes flickered.

He sat blankly in his office chair, his expression looking calm, but in fact, he was struggling with his conscience.

On the one hand, Dr. Connors also wants to conduct human experiments.

After all, what has he been researching for so long? Isn't it to benefit mankind and save them from suffering from disabilities?

But on the other hand, Dr. Connors knew very well that the current regenerative serum was still unstable.

Because so far, only one, and only one, mouse has achieved the results he dreamed of after being injected with the regenerative agent.

But the crux of the problem lies here.

They don't know why they succeeded.

Yes.

It worked, but they don't know why, and they can't replicate it.

Because they don't even know where the problem lies, and they can't find the problem, so naturally there is no way to replicate it.

Medicine is rigorous and does not tolerate any carelessness.

Especially when it comes to human experiments, let alone a problem, even if there is a slight confusion, it must be resolved before proceeding to the next step.

and so……

Emotionally speaking, no one wanted to see the regeneration potion succeed more than he did.

But from a rational point of view, the board's actions are undoubtedly playing with the lives of disabled soldiers.

Dr. Connors was torn between his conscience and his desires at this moment.

Angels and demons appeared in his mind.

The angel told him that it was wrong to do so, and if something went wrong, God would not forgive him.

But the devil told him that medicine was destined to require sacrifice. If he succeeded, even if he died and went to heaven, the angels would give him a seat.

Dr. Connors sat blankly in his office.

The sunlight coming through the window hit his face, and light and shadow continued to interweave.

that's it.

He sat in his office from the afternoon until nightfall.

With the ringing of his cell phone, Dr. Connors, who was in a state of conflict between his conscience and his desires, was awakened.

He grabbed his phone and opened the text message that had just been sent.

into the eye.

Doctor, I'm on my way to the hospital. We trust you.

finished reading.

Dr. Connors's eyes were unfocused.

Next!

A scratching sound.

Dr. Connors immediately stood up from his seat, and then walked towards the door with a determined look as if he had made some kind of decision.

The camera responsible for monitoring the laboratory stayed quietly in the corner.

The red light flickered.

With a ding, the "bioengineering mixer" in the laboratory, which was responsible for cross-species gene splicing and fusion, was successfully opened, and a bottle of serum that looked green in color was taken out by Dr. Connors.

I may not be an angel, but I definitely cannot be a devil.

Dr. Connors looked at the bottle of regeneration potion in his hand, which was a fusion of mutant serum extracted from mice and lizard serum, and muttered to himself. Then, with a firm look in his eyes, he grabbed the bottle of regeneration potion and sat aside.

after awhile.

Dr. Connors, sitting in the chair, looked at the syringe in his hand, took a deep breath, and then without hesitation, directly stabbed the syringe into his right arm, which had lost his right hand in an accident, and then quickly pushed the syringe all the way to the bottom.

Almost at the moment he pulled out the needle, a feeling of dizziness without even a prelude suddenly came over him.

Boom!

Dr. Connors slumped headfirst onto the table in front of him.

At the same time, at this moment, it seemed as if something was squirming inside the broken part of his right arm, trying to struggle out.

It seems like...

"Bugs?"

"Yeah, a very small lizard."

Gwen had finished her meal and returned to her room. She was talking to Hawke on the phone and was telling him about the funny thing that happened when her eight-year-old brother was scared by a lizard that crawled out from nowhere while they were having dinner.

Hawke listened to Gwen's laughter on the other end of the line, feeling curious.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Hawk."

Gwen said seriously, "You forgot that the regeneration potion in our lab was inspired by lizards. There isn't much else in the lab, just mice and lizards."

She is not a delicate little woman.

She is a cold-hearted scientist who can drain the blood of a lizard without batting an eyelid, and can also dissect a mouse without batting an eyelid.

Hawke suddenly realized and smiled.

Gwen also smiled and then changed the subject.

"What about you, have you finished your meal?"

"No."

Hawke looked at the fried chicken drumsticks he had just bought and said, "I'm going to the rooftop to do some boxing. I'll eat after I'm done."

There is no way. In the new semester, the old gymnasium was demolished and converted into a swimming pool.

There are also a lot of people in the new gymnasium, especially today. After all, it is a new semester and there are new ninth-grade students, so there are even more people in the gymnasium.

So Hawk simply thought about going home at night, doing some boxing on the rooftop, and then eating, taking a shower and going to bed.

Gwen listened to Hawke talk about his next plan, nodded, and then thought of something.

"Hawk, can I ask you something?"

"of course."

"Why do you practice boxing every day? You are already good enough."

Gwen said.

The scene she saw after passing through the forest appeared in her mind.

Hawke standing in the pool with his upper body naked.

The waterfall that rolled back in front of Hawke.

Gwen didn't know whether Hawk was the one who caused the backward waterfall, after all, she didn't see it with her own eyes.

But she had no doubt that Hawke was capable of killing a bear with one punch.

She saw this with her own eyes.

That day, after seeing Hawk kill a bear with one punch, Gwen felt both relieved and frightened.

After all, from the time she entered the forest to the time she found Hawke, she didn't encounter any wild beasts. You can imagine how lucky she was.