I'm working on Marvel's Spider-Man in American comics.

Chapter 381 This place is already full!
The White Queen, who was outside using telepathy to send Harry's consciousness into Norman's brain, felt a surge of pressure. She hadn't expected the Green Goblin's personality to be so powerful; almost every conversation with him after she became aware of his existence was impacting her.

She was slowing down Norman's brain activity as much as possible, making time in his conscious world move slower. This way, even if Green Goblin won, it would take a long time, and perhaps by then the Avengers would have already resolved the issue of the AI ​​Green Goblin.

In Norman's mind, realizing that it was the real Harry who had come, and not his own delusion in his panic, Norman realized that something was wrong and immediately rushed forward, then threw something at the Green Goblin.

"What are you doing there, Harry! Get out of the way!"

It was a pumpkin bomb that landed right on the Green Goblin, causing a violent explosion. The Green Goblin laughed loudly: "See? I am you! Norman, you'd better face your true nature!"

"If you are really me, then Green Goblin is the real Norman Osborn, and that is the version of himself that Norman Osborn is unwilling to admit."

Norman took a deep breath, and a ridiculous goblin outfit appeared on him, making him look like a clown. He bent over and threw several pumpkin bombs at the Green Goblin, but to no avail.

But at least it drew the other person's attention, allowing Harry to come to his side and giving him time to scold Harry.

What are you doing here?!

"I'm here to save you!"

Harry's question didn't make Norman feel better; instead, he thought it was ridiculous: "Save me? Good heavens, if you come here, I'll have to take care of you! This is my brain, Harry! If something happens to you here, your consciousness will be permanently damaged. Are you planning to be paralyzed for half your life?"

"What can we do then? Watch you turn into a monster?"

"So you came here because you didn't want a monster father."

The argument between the two bored the Green Goblin, who was watching the scene unfold: "Look, the Osborns are always like this. Your son is not only not your lifeline, but he's also a burden. If only Peter Parker were here, wouldn't you say?"

Harry looked at Norman, puzzled. "Why did he mention Peter?"

"Perhaps he knew that Green Goblin could never defeat Spider-Man."

“No, no, no.” Green Goblin interrupted Norman: “Actually, it’s that Norman himself doesn’t want to admit it, and your father doesn’t want to admit it, that he loves Peter Parker more than you, Harold Lyman Osborn. You don’t know, do you? Your father has wished more than once that Peter Parker was his biological son.”

Harry looked at Norman with even more confusion.

“That’s not what I meant. I was just saying that Richard Parker has a great son. I just hope you can be as good as Peter Parker, Harry.”

Harry sighed helplessly. Of course he knew that Peter was smarter than him, and his father also thought highly of Peter. As someone who was considered an "other people's child," Norman didn't say anything when he compared himself to Peter. But what the Green Goblin said was definitely not as simple as just "someone else's child."

"Do you two always argue like this?"

The conversation was suddenly interrupted by Mrs. Emily, which startled Norman, because he remembered that this Emily should only exist in his memory and not be real, so she shouldn't have any real consciousness.

It was at this moment that Harry heard Emma's voice and understood what was happening. Emma had extracted memories of Mrs. Emily from both Norman and Harry's memories, creating a fictional personality that would closely resemble the Mrs. Emily in their memories.

But for Harry, this was the closest he had ever been to his mother since her passing.

"I'm fine, Mom. I'm used to it. Dad's been like this ever since you left. He's not like a normal person anymore. All he thinks about is his company, making more money by harming people." "That's because I need to distract myself so I don't think about your mother's death! I can only forget all this by focusing on my work!"

After watching this with great interest, the Green Goblin asked, "Are you done arguing? If you're done, you can hand your body over to me. Don't worry, Harry, you and that telepath will think Norman has won, and I... I won't interfere with what you do—"

Green Goblin didn't finish speaking because the surrounding scenery changed rapidly. The entire consciousness space seemed to be distorting. Green Goblin instinctively thought that it was the telepath causing trouble, but it turned out not to be, because a person fell from the sky.

That's another Green Goblin, an AI Green Goblin.

"Hahaha, aren't you guys done yet?"

AI Green Goblin dusted off non-existent dust from its body and looked at Green Goblin: "I thought you were done. Why are you still busy?"

"Why did you get in?"

Upon witnessing this scene, Mrs. Emily uttered a somewhat stiff sentence.

“It looks like things aren’t going well here. Perhaps you two need to stick together.”

“I’m not so sure.” Harry was getting a little emotional at this point: “On the phone, you blamed everything on the Green Goblin, saying that he was the one who did all the bad things, that you actually wanted to be a good father, that you were lying to me, weren’t you?”

"...I really wanted to be a good father. When I defeated all my enemies and no longer needed to worry about the company, and it was running smoothly, I realized that maybe I could do it."

Norman believed he was telling the truth; once he had eliminated Otto Octavia, he felt his company would have no more enemies. Then, all he had to do was take down the Green Goblin and pin all the problems Harry hated on him.

“I admit you’re not good enough, Harry, but… maybe you don’t need to be that good.”

That's true, but there's a premise: Norman believed that Harry no longer needed to take responsibility for the future of Osborn Technologies and could inherit all of his wealth. However, Norman felt that he had found the person who could continue to guide Osborn Technologies after his death.

That's why he had the idea of ​​being a good father.

However, Norman wouldn't tell Harry this either.

Harry, having heard only half the truth, fell silent and looked at his father.

"Maybe Mom is right, we have to be together."

Norman suddenly had an idea.

"How's your baseball game, Harry?"

“It sucks.”

“It’s okay, me too. But we might have a chance to eliminate them both—while they’re fighting over who should live as the Green Goblin.”

(End of this chapter)