Marvel: The games I made have invaded reality.

Chapter 30; Stark's Infiltration of Osborn and Journey to Afghanistan

"no problem."

Under Gwen's expectant gaze, Merlin nodded in agreement.

"You truly are my best friend; I knew you would agree." Gwen excitedly patted Merlin on the chest.

"Cough cough... Be gentle, you're too strong." Merlin almost couldn't catch his breath the moment the palm struck him.

Although his body had been trained and he had studied combat and firearms shooting for a period of time, he was only slightly stronger than the average person.

"Sorry, sorry..." Gwen quickly waved her hand apologetically upon seeing this.

During this time, she often chased the two lizardmen in the sewers. Although her control over her power had improved a lot, she would still unconsciously release some power whenever she got excited.

"It's alright, it's alright. I haven't eaten yet anyway, so you can have my dinner." Merlin rubbed his chest and said nonchalantly.

"No problem!" Gwen patted her chest, causing a stir.

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Gwen treated them to some takeout, and after they finished eating, it was almost evening.

By this time, everyone at Osborne Industries had left work, so Merlin rode his motorcycle with Gwen on the back and left the apartment, heading towards Times Square in Manhattan.

Both Osborne and Stark Industries are located in downtown Manhattan, but one is near the stadium and the other is near Times Square.

After crossing Times Square, Merlin parked his motorcycle in the underground parking lot next to the company.

He was also quite familiar with Osborn Industries, and he had attended Professor Connors's interspecies genetic exhibition with Gwen and Peter.

That's when Gwen started acting strangely.

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Looking up, most of the lights inside the Osborne Industrial Building were off, with only a few scattered areas still lit.

It's usually the sales or power maintenance departments that are working overtime.

"Follow me!" Gwen swaggered in through the main entrance, leading Merlin into the company.

The lights were still on in the lobby, but there were hardly any people there; it was completely empty.

The two took the elevator and soon arrived at the thirty-sixth floor.

After passing through the quiet corridor, Gwen led Merlin to the staff entrance.

She swiped her employee card, the green light came on, and the alloy door slowly rose.

"Snap!" The lights flickered, quickly illuminating the vast laboratory inside.

Gwen and her companion stood at the door for a while, their eyes shining.

"Let's begin!" Gwen walked confidently to the cabinet next to her and took out two sets of dustproof white coats, tossing one to Merlin.

After they both changed their clothes, the first thing they did was turn on the computer to check Connors's experimental progress and data.

"Lizards possess genes that control regeneration mechanisms, making them the most suitable genes for cross-species gene fusion."

"However, in the case of cross-species transfer, although it is theoretically possible, it is very difficult, and the vector will have significant defects in the process of gene transfer to the human genome."

"Professor Connors wants to utilize the regenerative mechanisms in lizards and apply them to stem cell technology to accelerate cell regeneration and repair, thereby achieving the effect of limb regeneration."

"The experiment was actually successful, but the side effects of gene fusion are also obvious—human nature."

Stem cells are progenitor cells with the potential for proliferation and differentiation. They are a type of highly differentiated daughter cell capable of self-renewal and producing other types of cells.

It has the functions of repair, metabolic regulation, and self-renewal.

In the fields of biology and medicine, stem cells are considered the uncrowned king. Many people regularly receive stem cell injections to remove facial wrinkles and slow down aging.

In Connors' cross-species genetic experiments, he fused lizard regeneration genes with stem cell growth factors to achieve the ability to regenerate severed limbs.

"In other words, Professor Connors' loss of reason is most likely due to the brain stem cells affecting his nervous system," Gwen speculated, projecting and enlarging a series of cell data with her outstretched hand.

"That's the most likely possibility," Merlin nodded.

"We can leave that for last. Right now, our main focus is on developing an antidote serum." Gwen shook her head. They didn't have much time to perfect the regeneration potion.

"Hmm..." Merlin pondered for a moment, "If we want to develop the serum, we just need to disrupt the lizard's gene regeneration mechanism."

Gwen's eyes lit up upon hearing this. "That's a good direction."

As she spoke, she quickly retrieved the data from the experiment regarding the lizard's regeneration mechanism.

Merlin also brought out paper and pen and began to draft calculations on the side.

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After a night, the serum research still hadn't made any progress. But that's how experiments are; once you make a breakthrough and find a direction, things go smoothly from there.

In the early hours of the morning, Gwen pulled Merlin away from the company. After all, they were sneaking around, and it would be embarrassing if they were discovered.

Merlin wasn't too tired after sleeping during the day, while Gwen was just naturally healthy and didn't feel anything.

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The next morning.

After having breakfast with Gwen, Merlin rode his motorcycle to Brooklyn.

He had previously asked Stark to keep an eye on aerospace and military factories, and today he found one; the address is in Brooklyn.

Stark Industries, with its close ties to defense, could easily find an aerospace and military factory.

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The factory is located in a suburban area, surrounded by lush greenery and somewhat secluded.

"Hey! Over here!" Round Happy spotted Merlin riding his conspicuous red motorcycle from afar.

Merlin parked the motorcycle next to the factory area and shook hands with Happy.

"Hey! Isn't Mr. Stark here?" He looked behind Happy and asked in confusion.

"He had to leave temporarily. He had an order in Afghanistan. He was planning to come and see you, but his friend was urging him to come, so he had to leave first."

"Let me also apologize to you," Happy explained.

"He doesn't seem like the type to apologize." Merlin shrugged, then walked past Happy and into the factory area.

Afghanistan... I don't know if that's it.

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"This was originally an aircraft manufacturing plant built by Lockheed Martin in cooperation with Aston Martin, but the negotiations fell through for some reason, so it was temporarily shelved here."

"Although we can't build the most advanced fighter jets here, we can still produce some civilian helicopters and engines for ordinary fighter jets." Walking into the factory area, the interior was empty, and some obsolete fighter jets were placed in the square.

However, it did not appear cluttered; many pieces of equipment were covered with dustproof cloths.

Happy then began to explain.

(End of this chapter)