Marvel's Psyker

"Are you... that young man from just now?"

"Dr. Connors, in fact, I came to the Osborne Group today to find you specially! Can I take a few minutes with you? Just a few minutes!"

Connors smiled helplessly, "Son, my time is very precious. If you want to occupy my time, you must have an appointment!"

Peter's expression suddenly collapsed.

"Okay, kid, I still have a meeting to attend, so I'm leaving first."

"please wait!"

Seeing the back of Connors going away, Peter became anxious and shouted:

"I am Richard Parker's son!"

Connors froze in place for a moment, turned around, and asked with an incredulous expression on his face, "What did you say?"

Peter repeated, "Dr. Connors, I am the son of Richard Parker."

"Peter?"

"You are Peter!"

Connors screamed, and Peter nodded.

"You've grown up, I didn't even recognize you just now."

"Dr. Connors, can you talk? I want to ask you something...about my father."

Connors reached out his hand to signal, "Come to my office."

"Aren't you still going to a meeting?"

"It doesn't matter whether the meeting is held or not, it's nothing more than urging the progress of the project. I happen to be clean."

When they came to the office of the two, Connors served Peter a cup of coffee, and Peter also told Connors the purpose of his trip.

Connors took a sip of coffee, and after a few seconds of silence, he said slowly:

"I may not be able to help you with this, Peter, because I don't know the specifics of Richard, including why he left and where he went. He disappeared so suddenly!"

Peter was a little disappointed, "Well, thank you for taking the time to see me."

"It's okay, just for your performance just now, you are a very good young man."

"Thank you, because I have read your book, it is very special."

"is it?"

"Dr. Connors, by the way...do you really think that cross-species gene transplantation between different species is feasible?"

"Of course!"

When it comes to his own research, Connors is firm.

"At one time, your father and I were ridiculed for many years because of this research. Not only in the whole society, but also in Osborne. They said that we were crazy scientists with crazy brains."

"But it wasn't until your father came up with those spiders. You must have seen it in my book? It was the first practical results of our project, and it was also the first batch of cross-species genes in the world. A miracle created by technology!"

"This is an inspiring result, we could change the lives of millions of people around the world! Mine included."

Having said that, Connors' originally passionate tone collapsed instantly.

"But you also know what happened later, everything is over, he left! He also took away the research results."

Connors showed a dissatisfied expression and took a sip of coffee, but he was still a little excited.

"I also know that without him, this project would not have come to fruition. But... But I'm still not reconciled! I'm very angry..."

"So I haven't been in touch with you or your family since then, and I'm sorry for that, Peter."

"nothing."

Peter shook his head slightly.

"Doctor, I'm still curious about a few questions. Assuming your idea is correct, how much will the foreign species' genes account for? Or are there any other side effects?"

Connors sighed weakly, "I don't know about this, because so far no experimental subject has survived, and failure always occurs..."

"Decay rate algorithm! Right?"

Peter's sudden utterance made Connors' eyes light up.

"you know?"

Peter nodded, "Of course! Can I borrow a pen and paper?"

"of course can!"

Peter took the pen and paper on the side table, and scribbled down a long list of formulas, the ones he had seen in his father's folder.

Connors leaned over with a face full of disbelief, and turned his attention to the string of formulas on the paper, the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became.

In an instant, all the thoughts in his mind were connected by this string of formulas, bursting out with a strong light.

Connors said excitedly: "My God! Peter, how did you come up with it?"

Peter tapped his head, but remained silent.

Connors was so excited that he ignored Peter. He picked up the piece of paper, with an ecstatic smile on his face, talking incoherently in excitement.

"Peter, can I take it to the laboratory for verification?"

Peter smiled and nodded, and Connors turned around excitedly and left.

But when he just walked to the door of the office, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to Peter:

"Peter, it's still this time tomorrow, come to my office again, let's have a good discussion, shall we?"

"No problem at all."

After getting a positive answer from Peter, Connors ran out of the office excitedly.

Seeing that he was fine, Peter also left the office.

But when he walked through the corner of the corridor, he accidentally collided with a person, and even the things in the person's hand fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, sir."

Peter took the first step and picked up a document that the other party had dropped on the ground, but when he handed it back to the other party, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the decay rate algorithm symbol on the document.

On the surface, Peter returned the documents to the other party calmly, but his heart skipped a beat.

A strong urge suddenly emerged in his heart, wanting to follow and have a look.

In this way, Peter followed the man to a door. Peter hid in the dark and wrote down the code for the door lock. After the man left, Peter came to the door like a thief.

"Is it bad for me to do this?"

Shaking his head, the tangled Peter still chose to open the door.

As soon as he entered the door, Peter was shocked by the shock in front of him.

In the soft light, countless instruments are working automatically, and several mechanical arms cooperate with each other, and the thin lines of sight are sorted out one by one.

Peter walked to the depths of the room. There was a huge instrument covered with criss-crossing cobwebs, and many spiders were lying on the cobwebs.

Peter recognized it. It was the cross-species genetic spider that Connors had mentioned, his father's research project.

Peter was so fascinated by the "beautiful scenery" in front of him that he even unconsciously stretched out a hand and gently touched the spider web.

But with this slight click, as if some switch was touched, the whole laboratory instantly lit up with red light, and countless instruments and mechanical arms that were working normally stopped working.

What's more, the originally huge spider web burst instantly, and countless spiders fell from the web with stiff movements, and fell on Peter like rain.

Peter panicked, hurriedly slapped the spider off his body, and ran out of the room.