The Reversal of Heaven Begins with The Smiling, Proud Wanderer

Lin Mu has no interest in political maneuvering itself, but he will never allow his investment to go to waste.

So, on the very night the new armor was successfully completed, he took the initiative to find Norman Osborn.

There were only the two of them in the soundproof conference room next to the top-floor office.

"We have an absolute chance of winning this battle at the technology exhibition."

Lin Mu cut to the chase: "But General Slocum never considers the performance of the weapons he purchases."

Norman's previously excited expression gradually darkened, replaced by a gloomy mood.

He walked to the liquor cabinet, poured two glasses of whiskey, and pushed one of them towards Lin Mu.

"what do you mean?"

Norman's voice was low; he knew perfectly well what was going on, but someone just needed to break the ice.

"What they're considering is taking sides, the distribution of benefits, and their political stance."

Lin Mu took the whiskey and said calmly, "Some people on the board have already joined forces with him. Regardless of whether the exhibition is successful or not, they will do everything they can to kick you out."

Norman remained silent for a moment, his eyes gradually turning cold and sharp.

He single-handedly built Osborn Industries from scratch, weathering countless storms to reach where it is today. He certainly knows how filthy the shadows beneath the light can be.

"Is the news reliable?"

He took a sip of wine, but the amber liquid could not warm his cold heart.

Lin Mu laughed and said, "Aren't the difficulties set by Slocum, the recent unreasonable dissenting votes from the board of directors, and the financial constraints enough to make the answer obvious?"

"boom!"

Norman slammed his fist on the heavy solid wood conference table, making the wine glass bounce.

"Those damn parasites..."

Norman Osborn was never a kind person.

To build a technological empire from scratch, one must have employed numerous underhanded tactics.

Now that I have a higher status, there are some things I can no longer do myself.

Lin Mu remained completely calm and said indifferently, "We can't control whose products Slocum purchases, but we can control—his life and death!"

He paused briefly, looking directly into Norman's eyes.

"Either you use your connections in Slocum's upper echelons to bribe, pressure, and get him replaced. Or—"

Lin Mu made a throat-slitting gesture.

If you can't solve the problem, solve the person who created it. This method is old-fashioned, simple, and brutal, but it is very effective.

If you do it cleanly, you can solve the problem once and for all.

"And those people on the board of directors."

Lin Mu continued, "It's not enough that they're sucking blood from Osborn; now they're planning to kick you out. These directors are completely clueless and their behavior is appalling."

"I know what to do. Just focus on the competition tomorrow."

Norman slowly raised his head, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

Anyone who touches his Osborne, he will take their life.

"You should also be careful. They might strike first. This is a critical moment. I don't want to hear the news that Dr. Osborn committed suicide at home with seven bullets in his back."

After downing the whiskey in one gulp, Lin Mu got up and left the room.

Norman thought for a moment, picked up the phone, and spoke to his security team, instructing them to increase security and protect Harry.

Lin Mu came downstairs.

Cindy and Gwen had been waiting for a long time.

Both women now possess Spider-Man's abilities, and under Lin Mu's tutelage, their strength has significantly improved.

Because of the effects of spider hormones, Gwen Stacy also has an almost instinctive urge towards Lin Mu.

Unable to contain herself any longer, she climbed through the window into Lin Mu's room in the middle of the night, transforming from a girl into a woman.

Because he had been drinking, Lin Mu, who obeyed traffic rules, let Gwen drive while he and Cindy sat in the back.

Shortly after returning home, Lin Mu, having finished dinner, was preparing to embrace two women and have a friendly match when he suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his mind, making his hair stand on end.

This is spider-sense, indicating that danger is approaching.

Cindy Moon and Gwen Stacy also experienced a spider-sense.

He quickly got out of bed and used a spider web to turn off the lights in the room.

"There is a situation."

"Ready to fight."

The three quickly separated and silently leaped onto the roof. They then saw a group of soldiers wearing bulletproof vests and fully armed approaching the villa.

Their actions were professional and cautious, clearly those of seasoned veterans.

Lin Mu counted them; there were twelve people in total.

If he wasn't mistaken, it must have been someone sent by Slocum.

After all, Lin Mu hadn't offended anyone when he came to this world, which led to a conflict of interest with General Slocum.

The opposing side didn't want Osborn to win, and lacked confidence in the humanoid mechs exploring space, so they planned to eliminate Lin Mu, Osborn's representative.

These guys don't hold back either!

Lin Mu didn't believe these guys, armed to the teeth, were there to offer help.

With a flick of his wrist, several specially made steel needles were already held between his fingers, and with exquisite concealed weapon techniques, they were silently shot towards the necks of these soldiers.

The steel needles pierced through the air, and the accompanying true energy exploded within their bodies, with a power comparable to bullets.

Eleven soldiers didn't even have time to react before their throats were pierced by steel needles, killing them instantly.

Cindy and Gwen thought they were about to have a big fight, but before they could even make a move, Lin Mu had already finished the battle, leaving only one survivor who was frozen in place with acupuncture needles stuck in his acupoints.

The three jumped off the roof.

With a thought, Lin Mu stored the eleven corpses into his system space, as if they had never existed.

He walked up to the only surviving soldier.

"Who sent you here?"

Lin Mu's voice was icy.

Although the soldier was terrified, he stubbornly replied, "I'd rather die than tell you."

"I believe you."

As Lin Mu spoke, in front of Cindy and Gwen, he snapped the man's neck.

Gwen Stacy hesitated, "Lin, you can hand them over to the police."

Lin Mu shook his head: "Gwen, you're oversimplifying the problem."

“Look at the weapons he carries; they are all standard equipment of the military special forces. He clearly has military backing.”

Do you think the police can handle this?

"They're locked up, but they'll be released soon and retaliate. You and I have superpowers to handle it, but do your families have them, 837?"

Even if you stay by your family's side, can you protect them for a while, or for a lifetime?

"Once our extraordinary abilities are exposed, those high-ranking people will pounce on us like mad dogs, using any means necessary to coerce and arrest us."

"Remember, to be merciful to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself and those around you."

Lin Mu wouldn't spout any nonsense like "with great power comes great responsibility" to Cindy and Gwen.

We're all experiencing life for the first time, so why should we wrong ourselves and indulge others?

With a thought, he also stored the soldier he had just killed into his system space.

Just then, Lin Mu's phone rang; it was Norman calling.

As soon as he answered the call, he heard Norman's hurried voice, with explosions and gunshots mixed in the background:

"Lin, save me! They're here... Boom... Beep beep..."

Before he could finish speaking, a loud explosion came from the other end of the phone, and then the communication was cut off, leaving only a busy tone.

Lin Mu's eyes sharpened.

"Norman is in trouble!"

He looked at Cindy and Gwen: "The plan has changed. Slocum and the board are in a hurry even more than we thought. They've targeted both us and Norman at the same time."

"Cindy, Gwen, you two go home first, I'm going to rescue Norman."

Lin Mu's voice was calm, but carried a hint of killing intent.

It's not that he had a particularly good relationship with Norman.

Instead, it was that scoundrel Norman who owed him ten tons of gold.

If Norman dies, where will he collect the debts?

Lin Mu took out the Green Demon skateboard and the Emperor Armor from the system space and put them on.

His current "Invincible Vajra Divine Skill" is not yet fully mastered. Although it can withstand bullets from small-caliber handguns and even ordinary rifles, it is still very dangerous if he encounters a sniper rifle or a bomb explosion at close range.

The Emperor's Armor offers good defense; it provides an extra layer of protection, which is never a bad thing.

Once ready, Lin Mu rode the Green Goblin skateboard and sped towards Norman's house.

Chapter 49: Vengeance

The night was as dark as ink. Lin Mu, riding his Green Devil skateboard, streaked across the sky like a shadow.

The imperial armor covered his entire body, its metallic surface gleaming with a cold light. The pale purple energy patterns at his joints flickered like breathing, as if a sleeping beast was gradually awakening.

The skateboard trailed a ghostly blue streak across the night sky as it sped toward Norman Osborn’s luxurious suburban estate at an astonishing speed.

The wind whistled in his ears, but Lin Mu's heart remained as still as an ancient well. Only the subtle stinging sensations from his spider senses reminded him of the dangers lurking ahead.

Norman Osborn cannot die, at least not now.

The ten tons of gold were only one reason; more importantly, Norman, the future Green Goblin, was part of his plan.

Whether it can be replaced remains to be seen.

Hang in there, Norman. Your debts aren't paid off yet.

Lin Mu lightly pressed his fingertip on the skateboard's control panel, and the pale purple energy patterns suddenly lit up. The skateboard engine roared even deeper, the tail flames surged half a meter, and the speed soared once again.

The sound barrier was broken in an instant, tearing the air along the way into a sharp whistling sound.

……

At this moment, Norman Manor has been reduced to a sea of ​​fire.

The charred craters left by the explosion resembled scars on the earth, exquisite marble sculptures were broken into pieces, and flying rubble was deeply embedded in the burning lawn.

The lush camphor tree was blown in half, and the trunk, belching black smoke, crashed into the swimming pool, splashing up a large amount of water.

The manor's security personnel are putting up a desperate fight, taking advantage of the terrain, but the attackers are facing exceptionally fierce firepower and coordinated attacks. They are also equipped with snipers and are clearly experienced mercenaries, whose numbers far exceed Norman's bodyguards.

Norman and his son Harry were hiding in a reinforced underground safe house in the main building of the manor, the violent vibrations of the alloy doors being blown apart constantly ringing in their ears.

He gripped his pistol tightly, his face ashen, his eyes a mixture of anger and barely concealed fear.

Norman truly hadn't expected that Slocum and his gang would be so decisive and ruthless, leaving absolutely no room for compromise.

"Bang! Boom—!"

The alloy door to the safe room twisted violently with another explosion, and smoke and dust billowed in through the cracks, causing Norman and Harry behind him to cough repeatedly.

"Quick! He's inside!"

A rough roar came from outside the door, and the sound of tactical boots stepping on gravel grew closer and closer; the aura of death almost penetrated through the door.

Norman's knuckles turned white as he gripped the gun, his heart pounding like a drum.