Marvel's Psyker

"Thank you!"

Conners picked up the coffee and sipped it.

The coffee that Norman drank in his office must be the best coffee in the world.

When he took the first sip, Connors showed a very happy and comfortable expression on his face.

"If you like it, you can get some when you leave later. I still have some here."

Connors put down the coffee cup, although there was a faint reluctance on his face, he still shook his head resolutely.

"No, I don't pay much attention to enjoying these things.

"Or to put it another way, if I get used to enjoying these high-end things, my heart will become impetuous. A heart that cannot calm down is very dangerous. For scientific research, this is a taboo!"

"So, it's great to drink once in a while."

"Yes." Norman nodded thoughtfully, "In terms of scientific research, you are purer than me, and you are the purest person I have ever met."

"Hehe, thank you Mr. Osborne for your compliment, but in terms of love and purity of science, I'm still far behind—at least among the people I've met."

"Oh?"

Norman became interested, "Who else deserves your admiration?"

"Who else! Of course..."

When he said this, Conner paused for a moment, but finally said the name slowly, "Of course it's——Richard!"

Norman froze on his seat for a moment. Although he immediately came to his senses, he still couldn't hide his uneasy mood.

"Richard Parker?"

"Yes!" Connors nodded, "He is the best scientist I have ever seen!"

"But he betrayed us! He disappeared with all his research results back then! We don't even know why!"

"Doctor, maybe he is indeed a very talented person, a powerful scientist. But he is no longer worthy of being mentioned! Really, he does not deserve it."

Norman's tone was not tough, but there was an air of undeniability.

For him, he might still be unable to let go of Richard's disappearance with the results of the experiment.

Connors knew that he had said something wrong, so he sat on the sofa, not daring to speak again.

There was a slightly cramped quiet atmosphere between the two of them.

After a long silence, Norman spoke:

"You know? Connors, I went for another checkup a few days ago, and the checkup results showed that my physical condition...is getting worse!"

"Connors, my time may be running out!"

Hearing Norman's words, Connors stood up suddenly with a serious expression.

Norman glanced at him, "Isn't it something you already know? Look at you, why such a big reaction! Sit back."

Connors sighed, and had no choice but to sit back on the sofa again.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Osborne, I haven't been successful for so many years!" Connors said guiltily: "Maybe I'm really not as talented as Richard?"

"Don't think so, Connors! As I said, I chose you and invested in your project, which means I believe in you!"

Facing Norman's encouragement, Connors smiled wryly, "But the problem is, not all difficulties in the world can be solved with confidence! Scientific research, especially!"

Seeing the downcast Connors, Norman sighed: "Really...do you have no clue at all?"

"Yes~"

Hearing Norman's question, Connors nodded.

"Until now, I have been stuck in theoretical research. The theory is not perfect, and I can't even do animal experiments.

Norman showed a thoughtful expression, and said slowly: "I have also paid attention to the content of transmaterial genetic recombination. Is it the decay rate algorithm?"

"Yes!"

Connors' expression became serious, "Without the correct decay rate algorithm, it is impossible to determine the combined sequence of DNA between different species, and there is no way to determine the proportion of cross-species genes and what impact it will have on organisms. In terms of impact, there is no way to determine whether cross-species genes will have side effects on organisms."

"In short, the decay rate algorithm is the foundation of all experiments."

"Richard did more research on this than I did. He even developed a mutant spider based on this, but that was just a simple application of cross-species genetic recombination technology, and the formula used was not decayed at all. rate algorithm."

"In fact, even I am not sure whether he has come up with a perfect decay rate algorithm in the end."

"And without the decay rate algorithm, the lizard serum wouldn't be possible!"

After receiving Connors' pessimistic answer, Norman, who was still encouraging Connors, also became irritable.He picked up the coffee on the table and drank it down, but the irritability in his heart didn't decrease in the slightest.

But fortunately, he was still able to control himself, didn't say anything serious to Connors, and curled up on the sofa by himself, feeling depressed.

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Waylon soon came to the chairman's office at the top of the company.

Waylon raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Connors' voice came from inside the door.

Looking at the tall and heavy door in front of him, Waylon's heart beat a little.

After taking a deep breath and calming down his nervous mood, Waylon turned the doorknob and opened the door to the chairman's office.

Without much effort, the door opened.

Waylon would never know about it.The opening of the door in front of him will bring about earth-shaking changes in his life.

Waylon walked into the room, Norman Osborn, the chairman of the Osborne Group, and Kurt Connors, the chief scientist and head of the scientific department of the Osborne Group, were facing each other on the sofa in the living room And sitting, drinking coffee while chatting, and laughing from time to time because of funny things.

The atmosphere in the office was very relaxed, not at all anxious as Waylon imagined.But even so, in the face of the two big figures of the Osborne Group, Waylon still did not dare to take it lightly.

"excuse me!"

Waylon yelled and walked into the office.

Norman pointed at Waylon who walked in, looked at Connors, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"Oh, I was quite concerned about some things, so I asked him to come up and ask some questions."

"Today's experiment failed because some experimenter tampered with the data without permission. The guy who tampered with the data is my student Simon, and he has been kicked out of the laboratory by me. This is his friend Waylon, I think Ask him about Simon."

Listening to Connors' words, Norman looked at Waylon with interest.He made a gesture of invitation to Connors, indicating that he should not care about himself and play freely.