"Shocking, multiple explosions in New York City, heavy casualties! Osborn Group has suffered heavy losses!"
"Osborn Family mansion hit by a terrorist attack!"
"Explosions occur at multiple Osborn Group properties!"
"Gangsters return to Hells Kitchen? What exactly happened to Norman Osborn?"
Harry had already anticipated the headline for tomorrow's newspapers.
The Osborn Family mansion was blown to pieces, but fortunately, Harry reacted quickly and piloted his goblin glider to dodge the collapsing area.
He had provoked Alexandra just to make her take the initiative and draw her out of hiding, but she had launched a full-blown terrorist attack instead!
Had this woman lost her mind? No, wait, it seemed she really was on drugs.
But this gave Harry the perfect excuse; if they used aggressive tactics, he could use even more aggressive ones.
Fortunately, he wasn't one to be trifled with either. At the same time, all electronic equipment and storage facilities at the Midtown Financial Building and Rand Corporation—a company controlled by the Hand—burst into flames, though all their data had been copied by Lening, just waiting to be stored on a server.
"Hurley? Was the hospital attacked too? Are you all okay?"
"I'm fine, Harry, but I think you need to get here quickly. There are some strange people approaching."
Hearing this, Harry pushed the goblin glider to maximum power. A loud screeching sound tore through the air as he quickly arrived at the hospital.
It had also been hit by an explosion, and Harry noticed a group of masked men in suits approaching the ruins!
Connors and Norman seemed to be trapped under rubble, and Hurley was standing in front of them, with her goblin glider circling to block the masked men from approaching.
Seeing this, Harry narrowed his eyes, and blades extended from both ends of his glider—
Pfft!
The goblin glider was incredibly fast; these ninjas might have been trained, but they couldn't dodge an object moving at near-sonic speeds!
Taking out these minions was effortless, and Harry quickly arrived at Hurley's side.
"You're very brave, thank you."
"Thank you? I thought we didn't need to say thank you to each other?"
"Alright, let's put it another way: I love you, I love you to death."
As he spoke, Harry moved the rocks pinning down Connors and Norman.
"Looks like the mechanical arm has its perks."
Connors shook his prosthetic arm; although it was damaged beyond repair, he just needed to replace it.
If it had been his original arm, Connors would have been down for the count by now.
"Harry, your father didn't suffer any major injuries, but we need medical equipment quickly, or his condition will deteriorate rapidly."
"Alright, Dr., I have to take my father to a hospital two kilometers away. Hurley, you get on here. Dr., you take that glider."
The modified glider was much larger; although it wasn't very comfortable, it could still carry a person.
"Is this thing safe? It looks hard to control," Connors said, sounding a bit scared.
It didn't look very safe, especially since Harry had caused a sonic boom when he arrived!
But Connors' worry was completely unnecessary; this version of the goblin glider was well-suited for ordinary people—as long as it wasn't flown too fast.
"Don't worry, I've added simple leg-stabilizing armor. You just need to keep your balance; it's not that hard to control at low speeds."
With that, Harry flew toward the hospital.
Connors swallowed hard and shakily stepped onto the glider.
"Hmm, it's actually quite comfortable, seems even better than a hoverboard," Connors said, relaxing.
The improved goblin glider was rock steady, and he thought about asking Harry to get him one later.
After settling Norman and the others, Harry walked into the hospital room alone.
The green horny layer on Norman's body had spread, and his condition was very dangerous.
Harry took out the [Activity Enhancer], and without hesitation, immediately injected it into Norman.
This scene was witnessed by Hurley and Connors as they walked in.
Harry didn't speak. The Activity Enhancer spread to every corner of his body with his heartbeat, and the green horny layer began to recede at a visible rate!
"Harry, what was that? This is impossible! I mean, how did you do it?"
The scene before him was a huge shock to Connors! Since Norman's illness started, Harry had only been home once, and he'd already concocted a cure?
As his symptoms eased, Norman opened his eyes.
"Father, how do you feel?"
"Much better. I feel like my body is burning. Am I recovered?"
Norman sat up straight, shook his arms, and felt as if he had become much younger.
This was a normal phenomenon; the recession of symptoms indicated that the increased cell activity was effective in suppressing the illness.
However, Harry shook his head in response to Norman's confusion.
"This serum can only be used once; it's meant to enhance cell vitality to resist the worsening of symptoms. Dr. Connors, please give my father another physical examination."
"Of course." Connors nodded repeatedly; he was also extremely curious about the changes in Norman's body.
Just as Harry was waiting for the results of the physical exam, Dr. Otto also called.
"Harry, I heard something happened in New York. Are you and Norman okay?"
"We're okay, but the company has suffered heavy losses. Is the Washington power grid running into any trouble?"
Norman had returned to New York temporarily for the inauguration ceremony, and Harry wasn't sure if Otto could handle the operations there alone.
"Uh, it's okay. I'm not very good at dealing with politicians, but fortunately, Norman has already arranged everything."
Norman had indeed smoothed over almost all relationships for the project—after all, it was a project with only benefits and no downsides, so it didn't take much effort to clear the path.
However, judging by Otto's tone, dealing with politicians seemed to have drained a lot of his energy.
"Dr., you're doing a great job. If you can't cope, you can slow down the project appropriately."
Under current circumstances, fusion power plants had a huge impact on the economic growth of each state; if anyone was in a rush, it would be the politicians of those states.
If they really couldn't wait, and Osborn Group was prioritizing their construction despite suffering major losses, they had to show some appreciation, right?
If the Washington power grid could wait, the Chicago power grid could certainly wait too.
"Max, how is the progress on the Chicago power grid?"
"Uh, Mr. Osborn, things aren't going too well. It seems some local organizations aren't very friendly toward the power grid construction."
Harry was stunned. What was the situation in Chicago? Didn't they know that lower electricity prices would benefit many areas?
However, Max's social skills were much worse than Dr. Otto's, and Harry wasn't sure if this was a Chicago problem or a Max problem.
"Hmm, it doesn't matter. Just keep doing your job. As long as the politicians aren't stopping you, let the state government handle the grassroots organizations."
"Alright, Mr. Osborn."
After the call, the results of Norman's physical exam were out.
Connors stared at the report, his eyes wide as saucers.
"Unbelievable. Cell activity has increased exponentially, telomere length has increased significantly, and immune system activity has risen sharply. This is the main reason for the recession of symptoms."
"How did you do it?"
"Dr., I'm a genius, remember? Besides, there's already Iron Man in this World; what's a little Activity Enhancer?"
Furthermore, the Activity Enhancer couldn't cure the retrovirus completely.
Harry glossed over the topic lightly, leaving only Norman looking at Harry thoughtfully.
"Son, you didn't extract the virus from the fossils, did you?"
"No. I found some useful information in the research notes and created the serum from that."
Norman was somewhat skeptical—could his own research notes really produce something like this?
"Anyway, Father, you should be discharged now. Some short-sighted gangsters are out causing trouble again."
The father and son smiled.
The feeling of beating up Kingpin last time was still fresh in their minds, and now someone else had jumped out to get slapped.
It was time to show them what a truly organized operation looked like.
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