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Chapter 16 Mutants and William Stryker

With its cancer treatment technology that is capable of revolutionizing the entire medical industry and even rewriting human history.

Harry Osborne's name skyrocketed, becoming a global sensation.

As a result, the Osborne Group's reputation and market value reached unprecedented heights.

Driven by this immense wave of prestige, and with Norman Osborn's deliberate guidance and full support, Harry Osborn naturally entered the top decision-making level of the Osborn Group.

Not long after, at a carefully arranged internal meeting, Norman Osborne announced a decision that surprised everyone yet seemed perfectly natural—he would step down as chairman and be succeeded by his son, the seventeen-year-old prodigy, Harry Osborne.

Although the decision caused some minor ripples, any doubts seemed pale and powerless in the face of Harry's dazzling, almost miraculous achievements.

Moreover, Norman remains the largest shareholder and has made it clear that he will continue to support Harry behind the scenes.

And so, Harry Osborne, in an almost legendary way, became the helmsman of this vast business empire.

"How's the chairman's office?"

Norman stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the stream of cars that looked like matchboxes, a satisfied smile on his face.

Harry sat behind the large desk that symbolized power, his fingers tapping lightly on the surface, his eyes calm.

"Not bad, the view is pretty good."

Harry casually replied that, to him, the power and wealth that came with this position were merely tools.

Tools were created solely to achieve human goals...

"By the way, Dad, about the hereditary disease in the Osborn family..."

Harry looked at Norman.

"I know that with the technology you have now, it's only a matter of time before you solve it."

A fleeting hint of worry crossed Norman's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by pride.

"Hmm~"

Harry nodded.

That's right, the gene-editing technology brought by the [Guyver Armor] world can theoretically solve his genetic disease.

It will just take a little more time before this heavy burden that has been weighing on my heart for so many years can finally be lifted.

But this is only the first step.

Harry narrowed his eyes slightly, his thoughts drifting further afield.

In the not-too-distant future, this city will become an alien battlefield.

According to his memory of the timeline, the catastrophe of the alien invasion should be only a few years away.

Before that, he needs enough strength to protect himself...

The wealth and prestige brought by conquering cancer is just the beginning.

Just as Harry was deep in thought, there was a knock on the office door.

“Mr. Osborne, Mr. Norman, a visitor has arrived.”

Norman's secretary poked his head in.

"Let him in."

Norman said.

Harry looked up, somewhat puzzled. He had just taken office, and it was unusual for him to have such an important visitor so soon, especially one personally received by Norman.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a crisp military uniform, with a resolute face and sharp eyes, walked in.

He walked with a steady gait, exuding a unique, steely aura characteristic of soldiers.

"Harry, let me introduce you."

This is Colonel William Stryker, the head of a key military project.

Norman stepped forward with a smile and turned to Stryker: "Colonel, this is my son, Harry Osborn, who is now the chairman of the Osborn Corporation."

"Colonel Stryker."

Harry stood up, extended his hand, and gave a polite smile.

He was a little puzzled, because the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

Which military contractor is it? Or is it a past collaborative project?
"Mr. Osborne, I've heard so much about you."

William Stryker grasped Harry's hand firmly, but his gaze held a scrutinizing quality.

"Colonel Stryker, may I ask in what area you wish to collaborate with the Osborne Group?"

Harry released his grip, regained his composure, and asked.

Osborn Corporation has a long history of collaboration with the military in biotechnology and weapons development, such as the near-Green Goblin-like enhancement serum project. Now that they have developed a weapon of mass destruction like gene editing, it's not surprising that the military is seeking cooperation.

However, Stryker's answer was unexpected.

"Mr. Osborn, do you believe in... the existence of superpowers in this world?"

Stryker didn't answer directly, but instead asked a question in return.

"Ok?"

Harry paused for a moment.

superpower?
He glanced at Norman instinctively and found that his father also had a "I knew you'd ask that" look on his face.

It seems that Dad already knew the other party's intentions.

"Colonel" refers to... someone like those depicted in science fiction? Like someone with superhuman strength, the ability to fly, or the ability to manipulate energy?

Harry hesitated for a moment, then asked.

"That's right, those kinds of unreasonable abilities. And they really exist."

William Stryker's expression, however, was unusually serious, showing no sign of joking.

As he spoke, Stryker took a tablet computer out of his briefcase and handed it to Harry.

The tablet screen lit up, displaying a series of astonishing video clips.

Some people bend steel bars with their bare hands, some teleport away and disappear from their original spot, some create ice walls out of thin air, and some undergo bizarre mutations, displaying inhuman strength and speed.

These scenes are completely unedited and look terrifyingly real.

Harry took the tablet, his eyes shifting from initial confusion to focused attention.

He swiped his finger across the screen, looking at the video clips, his brow furrowed slightly.

This……

Harry's pupils contracted slightly, and his heart pounded uncontrollably, but he quickly regained his composure.

This is the Marvel universe, with beings like Iron Man and the Hulk who defy logic.

Existence is its own justification; what is beyond common sense is simply due to insufficient cognitive ability, just as before the invention of the microscope, humans could not comprehend the existence of the microscopic world.

As scientists, our job is to deduce the patterns from these phenomena...

"these are……"

He handed the tablet back to Stryker and asked with some curiosity.

"These are alien things that were born among us."

They... are mutants.

William Stryker took the tablet, his eyes sharp, and emphasized the last word, enunciating each syllable clearly.

"Mutant?"

Harry was taken aback by what he heard, somewhat incredulous.

This word...

Wolverine, Professor X, Magneto... flashed through his mind in an instant.

Mutant!
Not an ordinary superpowered person, but a mutant?!

Wait, Tony Stark, the Avengers... He always thought he had traveled into the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

But now, mutants... this is clearly a concept from the X-Men universe!

Are these two universes merged?
Or perhaps there are mutants in the MCU all along, but they just haven't officially appeared yet?
Harry's heart raced slightly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

If that's the case, then this William Stryker in front of me... isn't he the infamous villain from the X-Men series?!

That madman who's dedicated to eliminating mutants, creating Sentinel robots, and even running a Weapon X project!
So he's just deliberately going against the villains, right?
but……

Mutants...

Harry felt a surge of excitement at the thought of the diverse and incredible superpowers in the X-Men movies.

Healing agents, telepathy, metal manipulation, weather control, teleportation...

These abilities all originate from a superfactor called the X gene within mutant humans…

If we could study it thoroughly...

"So, Colonel Stryker, the project you want to collaborate on with me on is about... mutants?"

"That's right..."

(End of this chapter)