Marvel: The beginning is tied to the experimental platform

"Who are you? Do you have an appointment?"

Norman Osborn closed the document in front of him, frowned and looked at the smiling Loki. The latter brought a chair very familiarly and sat opposite Norman: "My name is Loki. Maybe there will be a record about me in your human history."

"Ha~"

Norman sneered: "Mr. Rocky, today is Christmas, but I have to go back to the company to work overtime for my own business. Your joke is not funny at all. Do you need me to call security? Cough~cough~"

The sudden cough made his aura suddenly sluggish, and Loki smiled: "It seems that your body is not as strong as you think."

"Cough~cough~cough~"

After a long time, Norman stopped coughing: "What are you doing here?"

"How about we make a deal?"

Loki slowly approached Norman, a magic spear slowly gathered in his hand, and was about to aim the spear point at Norman's chest, but was knocked down by the latter with an uppercut. Norman's eyes became extremely crazy: "Ahahaha~"

He circled around the bewildered Loki twice: "Look~ look~ This poor guy actually said he was Loki, hahaha~ This is really a big joke, when can a god be knocked down by a mortal punch? Hahaha~"

Norman stretched out his right hand to grab Loki's neck, and brought him in front of him. The madness and tyranny in his eyes could no longer be concealed: "Say~ Who sent you?"

"Enough~"

Loki kicked Norman in the stomach, moved his jaw after landing, and pressed the spear point on Norman's chest. With the infusion of spiritual power, Norman's eyeballs were pitch black, and then turned light green again.

"Kneel down! Mortal~"

Norman knelt down on one knee respectfully, and lowered his once proud head very low: "Master~"

Loki stood up now, and the magic spear in his hand turned into a cane, which he played with in his hand: "Tell me about your own strength, this city belongs to your tallest building."

Norman respectfully blew up his family fortune: "Osborne Industries, which belongs to it, has assets of almost 4600 billion U.S. dollars. Its business involves biomedicine, weapon research and development, urban power supply, global communications, etc. We Osborne will do whatever makes money."

"Have you any soldiers of your own?"

"Soldier?"

Norman was stunned for a moment, and then he understood: "The master is talking about private security forces, right?"

Loki blinked: "That's almost what it means."

"The subordinates are in a war-torn area. They have a mercenary army dedicated to protecting the overseas oil fields of our Osborne Industries. The number of them is about 800, including 36 primary-level reinforced soldiers. These mercenaries use weapons developed by our own Osborne Industries."

Loki listened quietly, and finally made a conclusion. This Norman's subordinates can only be cannon fodder, and they are still the weakest category, which made him a little disappointed: "Apart from these, don't you have other strengths?"

"some!"

Norman's eyes began to frenzy: "The subordinates have their own research institute, which specializes in the research of body strengthening potions and supporting individual equipment. Due to technical limitations, it is still in a semi-development state."

"Oh? Take me to have a look."

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Compared with Ross's second-generation serum, the Super Soldier Serum developed by Osborn is not generally large. Although it has strengthened the comprehensive ability of the experimental subjects, it has also made these experimental subjects even crazier.

After coming out of the research institute, Loki looked at Norman: "Do you know the leaders of other forces?"

Norman nodded: "It's natural!"

"Take me over there for a visit."

Under Norman's guidance, the two boarded an extended labor and drove to Norman's residence in New York. He had acquired a piece of land in New York and was building a new Osborne Industrial Building, not far from the Stan Industrial Building.

After resting at Norman's house for a night, the two came to Obadiah's office the next morning. At this time, Obadiah was in high spirits. The military's steel armor orders had been scheduled until 2025, and 480 armors were provided to the military every year, which was a huge number.

"Hahaha~ My friend Norman, why are you free to come to my place today? When the front desk notified me just now, I couldn't believe it!"

When Norman let go of Obadiah, Loki's spear pointed at his chest. After about ten seconds, Obadiah looked at Loki motionlessly: "At your command."

"Tell me about the power you have!"

Obadiah nodded: "My subordinates specialize in the manufacture of steel armors, and research and sales of some other weapons. Now I have 80 armors of the War Machine model under my command, and I am responsible for the safety of the production line. The armors I produce here will eventually be handed over to the military. In the past two years, a total of 1128 armors have been delivered."

"How strong are these armors?"

Obadiah looked proud: "The firepower of a battle armor is equivalent to the firepower of a reinforced platoon. Its own defense is outstanding, and hand-to-hand combat is also outstanding!"

"Take me to see."

"Yes!"

The three of them quickly came to the armor production factory by car. Looking at the pieces of steel armor on the assembly line, Loki raised his hand and knocked: "Dangdang~"

"Very nice~ Can you show me its firepower?"

"Of course!"

Obadiah entered the supervisor's office and called up the video of the steel armor on the battlefield. Loki was very satisfied with the firepower output of the armor: "I want you to mass-produce a batch, the more the better."

Obadiah shook his head: "We only have so many production lines. The production of armor is easy, but the assembly of the circuit inside is very time-consuming. The most important point is that if I mass-produce it, it will attract attention!"

"Norman produces arms, right?"

Norman nodded: "Do you want my factory to produce?"

"clever!"

Rocky smiled: "It's not just your factory, I also need more production lines. You should know how to do this, right?"

"You need so many steel armors, do you need to start a war?"

Obadiah seemed to have thought of something, and smiled strangely: "Maybe there is an expert who can help you mass-produce super soldiers, an army of super soldiers with infinite power and extraordinary destructive power!"

Loki played with the cane: "No matter how strong the body is, it is always the body. What if you let those super soldiers you mentioned wear these steel armors? Their destructive power will definitely increase geometrically, so~"

He smiled nicely: "I want a lot of super soldiers, and I also need a lot of steel armor."