Marvel starts with Drive as a Knight

Perhaps, if his genetic disease had not been cured by Drive, he would have taken the risk of wearing this armor.

In addition to enhancing the physical fitness of the user, this set of armor can also have a powerful healing effect when combined with the Green Goblin serum, because the original purpose of designing this set of armor was to cure their family's genetic diseases.

But there is no need for this now. The problem that has plagued the Osborn family has been solved, and the defective serum will no longer be produced.

The important thing is that now this suit of armor is no longer called the Green Goblin. It has a new name, Batwing, which was named by his son.

While sighing, Norman took out the storage chip from the bat-wing armor. He wanted to see what was going on.

Insert the chip into the player, and Harry's one-day itinerary will be reproduced on the computer from a first-person perspective.

When he saw Harry and Spider-Man working together to fight the scorpion monster, he felt a strange feeling.

"Humanoid monster, animal genes! Is this Connors's masterpiece?!"

After all, something like this had happened before, and Norman Osborn's first reaction was Dr. Connors.

"If that's the case! If that's the case!"

He returned to the test bench excitedly and nervously, picked up the dirty protein liquid in the culture dish and performed reverse analysis.

The analysis results came out soon. Connors looked at the report in his hand and fell silent.

He guessed correctly. This sample contained ingredients similar to the Green Goblin Serum, and compared to the unstable failed product, the ingredients in this sample were much more stable.

But! Like the Green Goblin Serum, they are all failures without exception.

No matter how it is improved, the wild animal nature recorded in the animal genome can never be erased. No matter how well it is concealed, its existence can never be erased.

Looking at the report, Norman fell into deep thought.

"Connors, what on earth did you do? Why did you create such a monster?!"

...

Valentine Welfare Home, in the kitchen.

Mu En stood in front of the stove with a solemn expression. He placed his right hand on the iron pot.

"Okay! The temperature is right, pour the oil."

As he said that, he picked up the spatula and oil bottle and started working.

Heat oil in a pan, add star anise, bay leaves, star anise and other spices into the boiling hot oil and stir-fry quickly.

The fragrance instantly spread throughout the kitchen.

"smell good!"

Aihilya stood by like a greedy little cat, watching Mu En busying himself in front of the stove, and delicious dishes came out of the pot quickly.

Since determining this direction of elemental magic, Mu En found that he had made considerable progress in cooking skills. Whether it was the control of heat and temperature, or the judgment of the moisture content of ingredients, he could do it with incredible accuracy.

Apparently, a magician who can't cook doesn't make a good scientist.

Mu En was cooking in the kitchen, and Aihilya couldn't help but start eating.

Dejia, who is also a foodie, smelled the fragrance of the food and ran into the kitchen.

Looking at the table full of dishes and Ahilya who was eating secretly, he couldn't sit still for a long time.

"Ah! Aishlia, how could you do this? You cheated on me without even taking me with you."

The silly Dejia picked up the fork and tried to snatch the food from Aihilya.

Before the fork touched the braised pork, the piece of meat was snatched away by Aihilya with chopsticks.

"you!"

Dejia was almost angry to tears.

Fortunately, there were still a lot of dishes on the table, so he turned his attention to another dish.

But it was soon snatched away by Aihilya.

"You! How could you do this!"

Dejia pointed at Aihilya and questioned her aggrievedly.

And Aihilya gave him a cold look, and Queen Fangire's domineering temperament was instantly released.

"Do you have any opinion?"

Facing the extremely domineering Aihilya, Dejia was defeated instantly. Although he was stupid, he knew clearly whether he could win or not. Moreover, even if he could win, he would not dare to do it because the other person's king was standing there.

Mu En shook his head helplessly as he looked at Aihilya who had completely lost all her image just for food.

"Okay, both of you stop making trouble. The last dish will be out soon. Let's eat together later."

Only after hearing Mu En's words did Aihilya restrain herself.

Soon the last dish was successfully cooked. Just as Mu En was about to ask for help to serve the dish, Izzy's voice came from the bracelet.

"Master, you have a text message from Norman Osborn."

Mu En paused.

"Norman Osborn? Why did that guy send me a message? Did their genetic disease relapse? That shouldn't be the case."

With a wave of his hand, Mu En opened the text message.

There were two pictures in the text message. One picture was a humanoid scorpion monster, and the other picture was a special gene sequence group and a special molecular structure formula.

Muen, who is also a scientist, saw at a glance that there was something wrong with the second picture, especially the special molecular structure, which was highly similar to the composition of the Green Goblin serum he obtained from Norman Osborn.

"This old fox, what's the point of sending these pictures to me?"

Skipping the picture, Muen saw the words left by Norman Osborn.

"A new monster has appeared in the city. It is very likely related to Dr. Connors."

"A new monster? Dr. Connors."

Mu En turned back and looked at the picture of the scorpion monster, and suddenly realized something.

"Haha, this old fox is really amazing. He first made his position clear and then removed himself from the incident. It turns out that those who can make a name for themselves in the city of New York are not simple characters."

Because when the Osborn family's genetic disease was treated, one of the conditions of the exchange was that the Osborn family could no longer continue to research the Green Goblin serum.

Now there are enhanced monsters in the city with serum extremely similar to the Green Goblin's in their bodies. If someone who knows some inside information comes, it is difficult to associate it with the Osborn Group.

Chapter 375: New Team, Corpse Research

SHIELD, training center.

At the shooting range, Jun Bayonet held the weapon tightly in both hands and shot wildly at the bull's eye. Before he fired a shot, the face of his comrade would flash through his mind.

Whenever he thought of the miserable way he died in battle, Jun Ci's heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife.

Of the entire tactical team, after that battle, I was the only one left alive.

After being taken back to the rescue base, it was declared that rescue efforts for Baton were ineffective and he left this world forever.

"what--!"

Bayonet roared angrily, and the flames spurting out of the muzzle seemed like he was venting his endless anger.

Moving targets passed by from all directions, and the bayonet rolled quickly to aim and shoot, and every shot hit the center of the bull's eye.

But how he wished that he had hit the hearts of those monsters instead of the bull's eye of the target.

Aim, shoot, reload, and shoot again.

Jun Ci tortured himself with high-intensity training. Only when he was exhausted would he stop thinking about his dead comrades and ugly monsters.

"call!"

Finally, the gun in his hand fell to the ground and he collapsed exhausted.

He was breathing heavily and his heart was beating wildly, as if it would burst at any time.

"Click~!"

The door to the training room opened.

There was a sound of footsteps, and a figure in a black windbreaker came up to him.

The light from the training room poured down from above, shining on the man, leaving a shadow covering the bayonet.

A rich voice sounded.

"Agent, it looks like you're recovering well."

Hearing this figure, Jun Ci quickly stood up and saluted.

"Director Fury!"

Nick Fury waved his hand to signal him not to be nervous.

"I just saw you training. If you're tired, just sit down."

Jun Ci didn't dare to say the word "tired" and kept shaking his head.

"No, I'm not tired sir."

Looking at Jun Ci's serious expression, Fury nodded.

"I know the last incident was a big blow to you."

Hearing Fury's words, Jun Ci lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

Fury continued.

"But as a top agent, we all have our own responsibilities. They are all heroes. I am proud of them, and I am proud of you too."

"Thank you, Chief."

Fury patted him on the shoulder and then changed the subject.

"But now is not the time for us to be proud, agent. People are dying every moment because of those monsters, and new monsters are born.

So we can't stop here. I have mobilized manpower and reorganized a new tactical team. This team is equipped with the latest targeted weapons, but they are still lacking an experienced captain. I think you are a very suitable candidate. What do you think? "

Nick Fury looked at Jun Ci with a questioning look, and Jun Ci was stunned.

"Commander, do you want me to go back to the front?"

"Yes, the team is almost ready. We just need a captain. If you are willing, this tactical team can start action at any time. Of course, if you don't want to return to the battlefield, I won't force you."

"No! I want to go back to the front!"

Jun Ci said with a firm look in his eyes.

Nick Fury looked into the eyes of the Saber and saw something else, the rage of revenge. He knew that the Saber was obsessed with the death of his comrades and had a strong hatred for the Amazons who killed his teammates.

That's why he came to find a new tactical team to take over, because his hatred for Amazons will become the sharpest blade. Although this blade has advantages and disadvantages, the most important thing at the moment is to open up the situation, and the rest can be discussed later.

"Very good! I'm proud of you, Agent. Come on, I'll take you to meet your new team members. Once you get to know each other, you can start the action!"

...

In a secret laboratory of a biological company in New York City.

There is a corpse in the closed laboratory. This corpse is very special because although it is dead, its cells are still alive.

If the bayonet was here, he would definitely be able to recognize it, because the body lying there was none other than his comrade-in-arms, whose rescue was declared ineffective - Baton.

Baton's death was very special. In the last moments of his life, he chose to die together with the will spider Amazons. The high temperature generated by the explosion of the explosives fused his body tissue with part of the Amazons' tissue.

A coincidence happened. Baton's body accepted some of the Amazons tissue and became a new Amazon. Unfortunately, even the Amazons cells with strong regenerative ability could not pull him back from the brink of death.

In the laboratory, scientists were dissecting and studying the body of the policeman. Looking around, they could also find a lot of twisted limbs soaked in the surrounding jars. These were the Amazon cells that their pharmaceutical company had obtained from various channels.

"Mr. Whitehall."

In the observation room, a man in a suit and tie walked in, and the researchers all stood up to greet him.

On this man's suit was a scarlet badge with a hideous skull on it and several curved tentacles underneath the skull, which looked extremely hideous.

However, he ignored them and just looked towards the laboratory.

"Any new discoveries?"

A researcher replied.

"Yes, sir. We found that although this person is dead, some of the cells in his body still maintain a very high level of activity. Many of the values ​​are the same as the data sent back by the shadow."