Chapter Nine: Super Divine Medicine, Osborn Industries Acquired!
"This is impossible!!"
Norman Osborn was like a mad bull, his eyes bloodshot. "Osborn Industries is the crown jewel painstakingly built by generations of our Family. Even if you can cure my genetic disease, I can't possibly hand it over to you!"
"Furthermore..."
"As you can see, I am only one step away from success!"
"As long as I can solve the flaw, I will possess a superhuman body, becoming perfectly strong. Even you... won't be my opponent then!"
Norman was very confident. Captain America had already proven the power of superhumans through practice!
And his human enhancement serum was even stronger than the serum Captain America injected back then.
He was certain that he would inevitably become the strongest Super Soldier in the future!
Hearing this, Aaron laughed.
Finally, he burst into uncontrollable laughter.
"Wait for me to laugh for a moment. Unless I really can't help it, I am... Hahaha!"
"Norman, I have to say you are very confident, but you will pay the price for your confidence."
Aaron shook his head, suppressing his laughter. "This thing has powerful side effects, far more terrifying than you imagine!"
"Besides causing violent tendencies, this serum can also delve into the deepest parts of the user's mind and, combined with the injector's inner negative emotions, generate another insane monster personality."
"It will amplify your negative emotions, induce you to commit crimes, and when you are inextricably mired in darkness, it will take over your body, turning you into a lunatic who only knows destruction."
"Just think! If I hadn't told you, what would happen even if you solved the violent side effect and happily injected the serum?"
"Think again about your Family's hard work, and think again about... your child!"
Norman was about to deny it, but upon hearing the last sentence, his expression shifted unpredictably.
If the other party was telling the truth, then... his outcome would be unimaginable!
"Who exactly are you? How do you know the side effects of the serum?"
"Nothing can hide from these eyes of mine!"
Aaron pointed to his unusually clear and bright eyes, then said in a faint tone:
"I also know that this thing of yours contains part of the Super Soldier Serum formula that Captain America injected back then."
"Do you think everyone is Captain America, whose inner justice and light can overcome evil and darkness?"
"After your modification, this thing will only become more terrifying, leading to the creation of an entirely green green goblin, or rather, an ugly Goblin?"
"Hmm, I've got it. From now on, I'll call you and Harry the—Goblin Family?"
"No!!"
Norman Osborn didn't want to admit it, but Aaron had no reason to lie to him.
This kind of thing could be confirmed simply by experimenting on someone, couldn't it?
His life's work actually contained such massive side effects.
What if his evil personality, after injection, gave Harry the same serum? Then... Damn it, absolutely not!
"Actually... Osborn Industries..." Norman's heart wavered slightly, but he still couldn't make up his mind.
After all, this was the massive Osborn Industries!
Even though Tony Stark had become Iron Man, and even though Osborn Industries had recently suffered severe losses and showed signs of decline due to his excessive madness and heavy investment in various projects.
But Osborn was still a Super Corporation worth hundreds of billions of us dollar!
To hand over such a massive Family business... unless he was completely insane!
Even if he jumped from this height of hundreds of meters today, he would absolutely not do that!
"I can give you a portion of the Corporation's say and shares..."
Aaron raised his hand to interrupt him, stood up, and picked up a test tube.
"This is..." Norman was puzzled, looking at the blue liquid in the test tube. For some reason, he felt the test tube looked familiar.
"This is a healing potion I created, which can be used to repair human tissues."
"Have you played games? This thing is the red bottle, the health potion. It can accelerate a person's metabolism and increase their recovery speed. If someone is injured, consuming or injecting it can quickly heal their wounds."
"Even if the main artery is severed, as long as it is injected quickly and in sufficient quantity, he can escape from the hands of the God of Death."
"How much do you think this thing is worth?"
Norman looked at the small test tube in surprise. After deep thought, he said solemnly: "At least tens of billions of us dollar! This is a life-saving divine medicine, which can even be used in surgeries and many other scenarios."
"As long as it can be mass-produced, it will inevitably sweep the World!"
"As for its ultimate value, it needs further testing and research."
"You mean..." Norman suddenly realized.
"Besides this healing potion, I can also manufacture others, such as beauty potions, anti-aging potion, limb regeneration potion, anti-cancer potions..."
"There is nothing you can't think of that I can't do!"
"I only have one condition: Osborn Industries belongs to me and must strictly adhere to my will!"
"I will gradually bring these things out. You will take them to research and mass-produce them. I believe that with existing finished products, imitating them will not be difficult for you."
Aaron placed the test tube in front of him and said lightly.
In fact, this thing was a super weakened version of the serum that he had swiped from the lab—a former failed serum—which he had melted down and extracted, containing only limited recovery capabilities.
Injecting it has no side effects and does not improve physical fitness; it only temporarily boosts metabolism and supplements necessary energy.
It is the health potion in games, but even so, it is still enough to drive people crazy!
To some extent, it is a Super Divine Medicine!
If it were introduced in the previous Reality Universe, it would definitely cause a frenzy, and creating a Corporation worth hundreds of billions would be easy.
But this is Marvel, and although it is still sought after, Aaron doesn't care about it at all.
He needs a complete Osborn Industries that will follow his personal will and become his tool for collecting certain small items from around the World.
At the same time, he doesn't want to spend effort on this tool, so Norman Osborn is the workhorse tool he is putting forward.
Norman was still hesitating, but Aaron already had everything planned. He closed his eyes and patiently waited for the answer.
Norman was a smart man; he knew how to choose.
Sure enough, after hesitating for a moment, Norman thought of Harry, who was coming home from school, and finally made up his mind.
"I... agree!"
Chapter Ten: Three Fires, Heaven or Abyss
"A wise choice!" Aaron praised with a faint smile.
He stood up and patted Norman's shoulder, speaking earnestly like a boss to an employee: "Norman, you are a smart man, and you have made the best choice."
"Believe me, a few years from now, you will definitely be proud of today's choice. No, maybe it won't take a year, perhaps a month, or maybe half a year?"
"As long as you work hard to develop the Corporation for me and handle my affairs, Super Strength, long life, high status... all will be yours!"
"Do well from now on. I have high hopes for you, young man!"
"I will give you everything you dream of, and far beyond your imagination!"
Norman felt dazed. Those were his words! Even that chair was his!
"Then, Boss, what are your instructions next!"
Norman asked, feeling slightly awkward after a period of discomfort.
Calling someone else 'Boss'... In his entire life, this was Norman's first time, like a bride riding in a sedan chair!
Even the term 'Boss' felt strange and unfamiliar.
After hearing this, Aaron pondered briefly.
"First, the Corporation headquarters will be relocated to the Eastern Dragon Country in the future. We can also implement a dual headquarters model, but the New York location can only serve as an important branch. The headquarters here must be moved to another city."
Norman Osborn looked at Aaron's distinct Eastern face and understood the first half of the sentence perfectly, but the second half...
"Boss, may I ask why?"
Aaron replied without hesitation: "Because of safety! It's too unsafe here. I don't want aliens to mess up my tool—ahem, my hard work—when they arrive one day."
Norman's eyebrow twitched. You just said it, didn't you? Tool! Osborn Industries is just your tool!
That was our life's work! His moonlight goddess was just a toy in another man's eyes. Damn it, thinking about it makes him want to explode!
Norman was still a bit confused, but he generally understood: the U.S. is unsafe! And the Eastern Dragon Country is absolutely safe? Or rather, New York is the most unsafe!
"Understood. I will go and organize a suitable plan," Norman nodded.
A new official sets three fires upon taking office; this was only the first, so he naturally had to execute it well.
"Second, immediately organize a group of biology experts to fully analyze the potion I gave you and mass-produce it as quickly as possible. At the same time, during this process, I will send you an email containing the small items I need. You must mobilize the Corporation's full strength and connections to collect them all for me as soon as possible!"
With Osborn Industries, even certain illegal items could smoothly pass security checks under the guise of scientific research.
Even if someone discovered them, they would just turn a blind eye.
Norman's heart skipped a beat. "I will arrange it immediately and have them acquire the items you need as quickly as possible!"
Aaron nodded in satisfaction. Talking to smart people was easy.
With just one sentence, Norman understood the priority of the tasks.
Scientific research was secondary; fulfilling Aaron's personal needs was the most important thing!
Because Aaron was the Boss!
"Third, there can only be one voice in the company! I don't care what method you use, you must deal with everyone else!"
Although Aaron didn't care about money, that didn't mean he was willing to let other fat rats share the cake.
Although Norman had the final say in Osborn Industries, he was actually only the major shareholder, and the smaller shareholders combined could still rival him.
They could even attempt a coup at times.
Norman was a smart man, but he was also a scientific lunatic who had no interest in fighting for power with those shareholders focused on such matters.
So much so that during the Corporation's worst period, he was almost kicked out by the combined small shareholders.
This forced him to inject the Green Goblin serum and send them to meet God with a bomb.
Norman realized. He hesitated for a moment and made a throat-slitting gesture. "Like this?"
Aaron rolled his eyes. "You are the major shareholder! I don't want this matter to have any future complications."
Just tonight, and tomorrow you will be the major shareholder!
Norman felt unpleasant inside. Fine, he was a hired laborer now. When the Boss spoke, his subordinates ran themselves ragged.