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Chapter 249 The Mechanical Catastrophe

Thinking about this...

Connors, his gaze shifting, silently reached out to the lab table, to the test tubes of gene serum radiating a deep blue light.

Meanwhile, this scene was secretly transmitted to Norman Osborn's office by a hidden camera.

Norman Osborn smiled coldly as he saw Connors reaching for the gene serum vial on the screen.

The fish... took the bait.

Norman Osborn had anticipated Connors' choice.

No one understood Connors's longing for a "healthy" body better than he, who had once been plagued by illness.

Especially when the experiment had made groundbreaking progress and there was hope that he would recover to "health," Connors would never give up that sliver of hope.

At that time.

Whether it's experimenting on others or on Connors himself.

Human trials will inevitably be brought to the forefront.

Once those genetically modified drugs are injected into a person, the special genetic equations will be activated, and it probably won't be long before he sees a lively little cutie on the streets of New York.

Oh no.

Maybe it's not just one little cutie, but... a whole group.

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After a pleasant day.

Erin and Gwen returned to school.

The three-day holiday did not quell the students' private discussions about what happened at the winter ball; on the contrary, it made the rumors even more colorful.

It is said that...

Out of sympathy for the "poisoned" students, and out of fear and anger at having nearly been poisoned myself.

Charlie, the student council vice president who was in charge of purchasing food for the dance, has been secretly beaten up more than once in the past few days.

of course.

This didn't have much of an impact on Erin and Gwen.

With a methodical approach to learning biology, chemistry, and other subjects, a week passed quickly.

With the addition of Fregra...

Under his series of measures, Miracle Group embarked on a path of rapid development.

this day.

After the holy light once again circled beneath Lilith's skin...

Erin withdrew his fingertip from Lilith's forehead, then turned to Fregra beside him and said:

"Lilith's body has recovered a lot after this period of treatment. From now on, there is no need for her to receive the Holy Light Healing every day. Once every two days is enough. Of course, in order to ensure that Lilith can get enough nutrients every day, you still need to bring Lilith to my place for dinner. I will prepare special medicinal meals for Lilith."

To ensure that Lilith's already weakened body wouldn't be drained of its last bit of nourishment by the Holy Light healing.

this time.

While treating Lilith, Erin would personally prepare nutritious medicinal meals for her every day, based on her physical condition, to replenish what she had consumed and nourish her body through dietary supplements.

That's why.

As the aura of calamity was gradually expelled from Lilith's body, coupled with the healing power of holy light and the nourishment of ample nutrients, she continued to receive treatment.

A week ago, Lilith looked like a flower about to wither.

At this point, she had regained some of the appearance a young girl should have.

Her dry, straw-like hair had regained some of its golden luster.

Even her dry, pale skin regained some of its radiance and rosy glow.

Upon hearing this, Fregra nodded vigorously and readily agreed, "Okay."

Having witnessed his daughter's gradual improvement, Fregra had long since taken Erin's words as gospel.

Similarly, in return for Erin, Fregra seemed to work even harder every day.

According to Kiris, Fregra was never idle during the day at Miracle Corporation; even during mealtimes, he would be seen handling a ton of tasks.

Even Kiris was shocked by how desperately he was fighting.

In order to prevent the seemingly decent company president from dying suddenly due to excessive workload, Kiris specifically mentioned this matter to Erin.

And after that.

Erin, who had never prepared dinner for Fregra before, would also prepare a nourishing dinner for Fregra in addition to preparing dinner for Lilith and herself.

To prevent this subordinate from dying suddenly due to overwork.

He glanced at Lilith, who was lying on the bed, feeling drowsy from the comfort of the Holy Light healing.

Erin then said to Fregra:

"I'll go prepare dinner now. Later, you can give Lilith some rehabilitation massage to relax her muscles. That way, in a few days, Lilith can try walking on her own."

To walk on the ground.

Upon hearing this...

Lying in bed, Lilith, who had been feeling drowsy, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Erin with hopeful eyes, saying, "Brother Erin, will I really be able to walk on my own in a few days?"

Previously, under the erosion of the "disease", Lilith's body became weaker day by day, and she even lost the strength to walk. After lying in bed for almost a year, Lilith had almost forgotten when the last time she walked on the ground was.

That's why Lilith was unusually excited when she heard that she would soon be able to walk again.

Not only Lilith, but even Fregra, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but hold his breath upon seeing this.

I was afraid that what I had just heard was just my imagination.

Looking at Lilith, whose eyes were filled with hope.

Erin patted her little head and said with a smile, "Of course."

Upon hearing Erin's answer, Lilith's eyes immediately lit up with a dazzling light, and she couldn't help but raise her hand excitedly and shout.

"Yay, I'll be able to walk soon..."

Sure enough, no matter how sensible he is, he's still just a child!

He nodded to Fregra, leaving the rest of the time to the father and daughter.

Erin went into the kitchen to prepare.

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Just as Erin was preparing dinner.

Located in the Hammer Arms Factory in the suburbs of New York.

A steel giant, three meters tall, looked at Justin Hammer, who was bound to a pillar by a metal track, with a hint of mockery in his scarlet electronic eyes.

"Already drained dry? What a pity. I thought the renowned Justin Hammer could offer me more help, but I didn't expect you to be drained dry in just one week. You're really... useless! Since that's the case, then..."

Hearing this, before the steel giant could continue, Justin Hammer, who was bound to the pillar and looked as if he hadn't slept for days and nights, his face extremely haggard, seemed to have a sudden burst of energy before death, and said excitedly, "You said you would let me go if I helped you raise the funds to build those robots, you...you can't break your promise?"

"Credit?"

Upon hearing the word "trust," a sneer rang out from among the Iron Giants: "You, Justin Hammer, dare to talk about trust? What a joke. But don't worry, I'm not like you. I said I wouldn't kill you, and I won't. Of course... whether other mechanical lifeforms will kill you, I don't know."

Upon hearing this, Justin Hammer, sensing something was wrong, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

next second.

The tip of a giant steel sword pierced his body from behind.

Then, with a swift turn of the sword, Justin Hammer's body, along with the pillar, was cleaved in two.

Looking at Justin Hammer's head rolling to his feet, the Iron Giant lowered his head and said to the head on the ground:

"See? I'm still a man of my word!"

After saying that, the steel giant raised his right foot.

"Smack!"

It was like stomping on a watermelon; it smashed Justin Hammer's head.

This three-meter-tall steel giant is none other than Ivan Vanko, who has been transformed into a mechanical life form.

After using the power of the mechanical heart, the mechanical life in this arsenal was restored.

In order to obtain more resources and more steel soldiers.

Ivan Vanko then tricked Justin Hammer, who was eager to build a real Iron Man suit, into coming to the arsenal he controlled.

Under a barrage of threats and inducements.

Ivan Vanko easily squeezed a large amount of resources out of Justin Hammer, who was afraid of death.

With these resources.

Ivan Vanko not only forged himself into a massive steel body made of superalloy, but also revived a steel legion of two hundred steel soldiers by repeatedly charging his mechanical heart.

And a logistics force consisting of more than 100 large machines.

With the power of these mechanical life forms.

In just over ten days, Ivan Vanko transformed Hammer Industries, an arsenal located in the suburbs of New York, into a war machine.

They are constantly producing large quantities of military weapons.

These weapons were the deadly weapons that Ivan Vanko used to fire the first shot in the mechanical life.

Looking at the more than three hundred mechanical beings surrounding him, Ivan Vanko's electronic eyes shot out two dazzling red beams.

"Tony Stark, it's time to settle our score."

"Heh, let the fall of this human superhero definitively herald the rise of our mechanical life!"

Thinking of this, Ivan Vanko looked around.

He addressed the mechanical beings around him, resurrected by the mechanical heart, saying, "Go, children, go and let humanity feel pain!"

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"Achoo!"

Inside Stark Tower, Tony Stark, who had just upgraded Mark's armor with vibranium he had collected on the black market, had just put down his tools when he suddenly shivered and sneezed.

"Damn it, which bastard is cursing at me again?"

After grumbling for a moment, Tony Stark picked up a vial of chlorophyll and took a swig.

At this moment, Pepper picked up a coat and draped it over Tony, saying, "I don't think someone insulted you; you just caught a cold. It's flu season right now, and there are quite a few people with colds."

"A cold? Impossible. With my body, even if you put me in the Arctic, I wouldn't catch a cold."

"You're just being stubborn!"

After giving Tony a charmingly disdainful look, Pepper picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from Tony's forehead.

Sensing Pepper's allure, Tony couldn't resist lowering his head and kissing her red lips.

Caught off guard by the sneak attack, Pepper glared at Tony with annoyance.

Tony, seeing this, said without any shame:

"As it turns out, I'm not so tough on the outside, but if I had to say something, there's one part of me that's really tough..."

Just as Tony Stark was about to have a deeper discussion with Pepper.

Suddenly, an alarm sounded in the room.

"Excuse me, sir, may I interrupt?"

Tony, his interest abruptly interrupted by the piercing alarm, said somewhat disgruntledly, "Jarvis, didn't you know to choose a more appropriate time to sound the alarm? I remember I upgraded your program last time and entered this information into it, or have you simply forgotten about it?"

Jarvis: "I'm sorry, sir. Actually, I don't have the ability to forget. It's just that the alarm you set beforehand was triggered, which forced me to interrupt your flirting with Miss Pepper."

Tony knew, of course, that Jarvis, as an artificial intelligence, would not suffer from forgetfulness or other such issues.

He was just venting his frustration about his flirting with Pepper being interrupted.

After letting out a helpless sigh, Tony said, "Tell me, what triggered the alarm I set this time?"

To avoid being bothered by trivial matters.

Tony Stark set a pretty high alarm line for Jarvis.

That's why Tony knew exactly what it meant when Jarvis's alarm was triggered.

Almost the instant Tony Stark finished speaking.

Jarvis then projected a series of images in front of Tony Stark.

When Tony Stark saw the images projected on the screen, his expression changed drastically, and he cursed, "Shit!"

In the scene displayed by Jarvis.

A torrent of steel mechs was speeding down a road, and everything in its path, whether it was roaring cars or panicked pedestrians, was mercilessly crushed, leaving behind only blood-stained limbs and broken bodies.

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(Typo, please send first and I will correct later.)

(End of this chapter)