I sparked a mysterious resurgence in Marvel.

Chapter 248 The Shadow of the Demon

After leaving Odin's treasury, carrying the eternal fire contained in a special candle bowl.

Arryn the Clown first returned to the luxurious guest room, and after placing the special candle holder in place, he followed Thor to Queen Frieza's library in Asgard.

Because in Frika's library, one can find almost all the magical books of Asgard.

Therefore, quite a few magicians come here to borrow books on ordinary days.

When Erin and Thor arrived, they saw quite a few people quietly flipping through magical books in a corner of the huge library.

Based on his status as the Crown Prince of Asgard.

After Thor arrived, he quickly obtained a magic card for the clown Erin, granting him long-term access to the collection room and the ability to borrow books.

After preparing the magic card, Thor tossed it directly to the clown Erin.

"Now, with this card, you can come here to borrow magic books yourself next time."

He accurately caught the black and blue intertwined image in mid-air.

The clown Erin looked at the magic card in his hand, which had been enchanted with a special identification spell, and said to Thor, "Thanks, Thor."

"If you really want to thank me, treat me to a nice drink next time."

After smiling at the clown Erin, Thor's eyes happened to catch a glimpse of the magic clock in the collection room.

After seeing the time indicated on the magic pendant.

Thor's expression changed, and he quickly said to the clown Erin:

"Excuse me, my friend, I have to leave for a moment."

Seeing the hint of urgency on Thor's face, the clown Erin chuckled and teased, "Is Jane waiting for you? Go ahead, keeping a lady waiting isn't very gentlemanly."

"hey-hey······"

After chuckling, Thor offered no further explanation.

He lifted Thor's hammer and with a "whoosh," it flew out of the collection room window.

After Thor's figure completely disappeared from his sight.

Clown Erin turned to look at the rows of precious magic books in the collection room, his lips curving upwards involuntarily until he finally broke into an exaggerated smile.

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at the same time.

When Dr. Bruce Banner, who was forced to reopen his business, finished demonstrating his research findings, Fregra, who had just joined the Miracle Corporation, was completely shocked.

at first.

After learning about the newly established Miracle Group, Fregra assumed that Erin was planning to establish a security company similar to Blackwater.

Or it could simply be a gang using a backdoor listing as a way to transform itself from a criminal organization into a legitimate one.

After all, according to information obtained by Fregrato's friends who specialize in the intelligence industry, most of the people in Miracle Group after its establishment were members of a large New York gang.

Although Fregra had no fondness for the gangsters who inhabited the New York underworld, he was willing to descend into hell for Lilith's sake.

Fregrado had already prepared himself to fall into the abyss.

But what he saw after actually entering the Miracle Group completely overturned his understanding.

Aside from the somewhat mixed composition of its employees, what kind of gangster organization is this Miracle Group?

This is simply the most advanced medical group in the world.

These research findings are present.

Even without me, Miracle Corporation could rise rapidly.

Seeing Fregra's incredulous expression, Erin smiled and said, "What? It's strange that the Miracle Group would have such research results."

After a moment of silence, Fregra nodded. "To be honest, I am indeed very curious. When I first learned about the composition of the Miracle Group, I thought it was a company that had been transformed from a gang."

"Gangs?"

Erin shook his head: "Miracle Corporation is not a gang. Of course, in order for Miracle Corporation to have enough armed forces to protect our research results in the shortest time, I did recruit a lot of Hell's Kitchen gang members, but don't worry, these people have all been carefully selected by me."

"Furthermore, I believe our security chief will train these people to become qualified security guards."

Upon hearing this, Fregra showed a thoughtful expression, then smiled and said, "Is that so? In that case, I'll have to meet with our group's security chief."

He did not doubt what Erin said.

This only made Fregra even more curious about the security chief that Erin had mentioned.

Transforming a group of lawless gangsters into qualified security guards is no easy feat.

You will see him someday.

After saying that, Erin said to Fregra, "By the way, Dr. Banner has some conflicts with the military for some special reasons. In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, I don't want Dr. Banner's identity to be revealed without my permission."

"Of course, I'll keep it a secret."

Looking at the solemn Fregra, Erin nodded slightly to Dr. Banner.

Without a certain foundation of trust, Erin does not believe any verbal guarantees.

Therefore, while speaking, Erin had silently planted a psychological suggestion in Fregra, fundamentally eliminating the possibility that he would leak Dr. Banner's information.

I left Dr. Banner's lab.

Erin then gave Fregra a brief tour of the Miracle Building before watching him leave Hell's Kitchen.

of course.

Before Fregra left, Erin privately asked Fregra to teach Gwen some management experience.

Erin's expectations for Gwen were not just that of a personal assistant.

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After the CEO of the Osborne Group took office.

Erin originally intended to take Gwen to the Osborne Corporation and resign from her internship there.

But Gwen said...

She will handle these things herself; Erin doesn't need to interfere.

Erin, of course, had to respect Gwen's wishes.

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The third day of the holiday.

Erin went to the hospital to check on Comrade Doug, who had been moved to a regular ward.

At this time, apart from being a little listless and having a poor appetite, the chubby boy didn't seem to have any other problems.

Upon learning that Erin, who had come to visit the chubby boy, was the same classmate who had saved her son's life, the chubby boy's mother in the hospital room immediately grabbed Erin's hand and thanked him profusely.

They generously stated that any meals Erin dine at their family's Chinese restaurant would be free.

After smiling and thanking the chubby boy's mother for her kindness,

Erin chatted with the unlucky chubby boy for a few more minutes, and seeing that the boy was recovering well, he made an excuse to leave.

After leaving the hospital.

Erin drove to Gwen's house, and then, like an ordinary couple, they strolled around the streets of New York.

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at the same time.

Within the Osborne Group.

An Indian man knocked on the door of Norman Osborne's office.

"Come in."

After hearing the sounds coming from inside the office, Niles gently pushed open the door to Norman Osborn's office and quietly went inside.

Looking at the figure with his back to me in the dimly lit office.

For some reason, ever since Mr. Osborne recovered from his illness, Niles has always felt a chill run down his spine when he faces Norman Osborne.

After silently remarking that Mr. Osborne's aura had become even more terrifying, Niles composed himself.

Then he walked to the desk and spoke to the figure behind it, whose back was turned to him:

"Mr. Osborne, Gwen Stacy, the one you asked me to keep a close eye on, submitted her resignation this morning. Do you think I should find a reason to persuade her to stay?"

"Resign? Hah..."

After letting out a cryptic laugh, the figure behind the swivel chair waved his hand. "Since she wants to leave, let her go. By the way, tell HR to pay her an extra month's salary. After all, she's the girlfriend of shareholder Erin, so she needs some special treatment."

"Yes."

Although he didn't know why Norman Osborn was taking such good care of the girlfriend of Erin's shareholder, Niles quickly agreed.

Upon hearing Niles' voice, Norman Osborn, who had his back to Niles, asked again, "By the way, how's Connors' research going?"

When Norman Osborn asked about business, Niles quickly replied:

"Since receiving your help, Dr. Connors' research progress has made leaps and bounds. Not long ago, he successfully conducted an experiment on a mouse to regenerate a severed limb. Given some more time, Dr. Connors will surely be able to research what you want."

After hearing Niles's words, Osborne sneered:

"Heh, with Connors' abilities, if he really wanted to develop a product that could regenerate severed limbs on his own, who knows how many years that would be. Niles, go and push Connors a bit. Tell him that if he can't make a breakthrough by the end of the month, then I'll terminate this experiment."

Terminate the trial?

Niles' heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, and he quickly lowered his head in response.

"yes······"

After Niles left.

With his back to the office door, Norman Osborn pressed a button, and the wall in front of him slowly transformed into a transparent glass panel.

As the color of that transparent glass changed.

Inside the glass wall.

A figure with dark green skin and demonic horns on its head suddenly flashed past in the reflection of the glass wall.

At the same time, a strange murmur echoed in the office.

"Soon, soon. Before long, I will be able to completely master this power. Once I master this power, I will definitely take back what belongs to me. Heh, what belongs to Norman Osborn is not so easy to take..."

"But before that, let Connors make some little things for you to play with."

Accompanied by that eerie and terrifying whisper.

A pair of scarlet vertical pupils suddenly appeared on the glass walls.

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After leaving Norman Osborn's office, Niles quickly went to Dr. Connors' laboratory to convey Norman Osborn's orders.

Looking at that busy figure in the laboratory.

Niles composed himself, then said with a regretful expression:

"Dr. Connors, I am pleased with your progress in cross-species genetic experiments, but I may have some unfortunate news for you. This experiment has been taking too long and has consumed too much financial resources."

"If you can't make more progress by the end of the month, this pilot project will very likely be shut down."

"What?" Upon seeing Niles, Connors, who was about to turn the thing in his hand towards Niles, immediately showed an incredulous expression.

Connors rushed up to Niles and exclaimed excitedly, "Didn't you tell them about my research on the mice?"

Faced with Dr. Connors, who was so agitated that he almost spat in his face, Niles took a small step back and said helplessly to Connors, "I have already shown the chairman your research results, but as you know, mice and humans are different. The difficulty of replicating your limb regeneration experiment on a human body is incomparable."

"Your experiment has lasted for more than a decade, and the total cost is astronomical."

"Because of Mr. Osborne's illness, he suppressed the opposition within the group and insisted on supporting your research over the years."

"But now, Mr. Osborne has recovered, and he no longer needs your cross-species genetic engineering experiment, which has taken more than ten years but still shows no results. So, if you can't demonstrate sufficient results at the board meeting at the end of the month, it's possible that..."

Niles didn't say the last sentence.

Finally, he simply patted Connors on the shoulder, glanced at Dr. Connors' severed right arm, and then turned and left Dr. Connors' laboratory.

After Niles left.

Connors looked at his right hand, which was severed at the elbow, then glanced at the white mouse whose limb had regenerated, before focusing his gaze on the test tubes on the lab table that gleamed with a faint blue light.

"No."

"This laboratory is my hope for restoring 'health,' and I absolutely... absolutely will not allow it to be shut down."

(End of this chapter)