All Gods: I am a master of all professions, who dares to oppose me?

"Who?! Who's there?!"

Norman Osborn abruptly looked up toward the direction from which the sound came.

Two tall figures stood at the entrance of the laboratory, with spotlights shining from behind them, obscuring their faces in darkness.

"Huh? Why is it so dark there?" Dr. Mediterranean muttered to himself.

This laboratory is rated 4A, how could there be such a basic lighting problem?

"My name is Fang Chang, and I am a kind person who is always willing to help others."

Fang Chang led Dracula slowly toward Norman Osborn. As the two approached, an exceptionally handsome face came into view of Norman and Dr. Smith.

“Whoever you are, leave the lab right now. I’ll contact the police. I hope this gentleman can calm down in jail,” Norman said sternly.

"Oh dear, don't be so heartless~" Fang Chang tilted his head, and a chair automatically slid up behind him from a short distance away.

Dracula bent down, took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully wiped the chair.

Never mind if the chair is dirty or not, and never mind whether the silk scarf or the towel wipes it cleaner...

It's just a simple way for the owner to show off.

Nothing is more impressive than something magnificent; how can a stranger sense the host's power without putting on a show?

During this time, Dracula also secretly slept into quite a few of his master's academic classes!

“If you infiltrated here just to perform magic tricks in front of me, then I regret to inform you that this is not interesting at all.”

Norman showed no sign of being intimidated.

"Alright, alright, I guess I'm just not cut out to be a riddle teller." Fang Chang sat down comfortably and said in a helpless tone, "I'll just tell you directly."

"If you were to use yourself as a human experiment next, you would fail."

Norman gave a cold laugh and opened his mouth to say something, but Fang Chang snapped his fingers, and a stack of reports on the lab table seemed to come alive, flying off the table and flying into Norman's face, sealing his mouth shut.

This is the new skill of the [Original Seed]. It has to be said that the efficiency of the [Original Seed] this time is frighteningly high. It has only been a week since it transmigrated here, and the skill has already been analyzed.

New skill [Control]: Consumes a small amount of mana energy to briefly gain control over inanimate objects in the vicinity.

A new skill with a very high cost-performance ratio, but Fangzai has not yet fully explored its uses!

"Don't interrupt me yet."

"In a sense, your medicine has been a success."

It can not only enhance physical fitness, but also greatly enhance mental strength.

There's no problem with improving physical fitness, but there's a fatal flaw in enhancing mental strength.

Too rapid an improvement can cause the test subjects' will to collapse, triggering the body's automatic defense mechanisms.

The experimental subjects' inexplicably increased mental strength would manifest as a second personality.

An evil personality.

If you insist on using yourself for experiments, your evil personality will take control of your body, causing you to do things that seem pleasurable but will actually lead to your and your son's utter ruin.

"have you understood?"

Norman, his face contorted with shock and rage, frantically tore at the paper on his face, with Dr. Smith assisting him. The two of them worked for a long time, but they couldn't get a single piece of paper off.

With the blessing of magical energy, even ordinary paper will be enhanced to a certain extent.

Unfortunately, at present, the control time for various items cannot exceed three minutes, which is so short that Fang Chang feels somewhat ashamed.

Snapped!

With another snap of his fingers, the paper on Norman's face fell off automatically, turning into fragments that scattered in all directions.

According to Fang Chang's idea, it should be a snap of his fingers, and all the papers would automatically fall off and then turn into paper butterflies that would gracefully fly away.

There was just one embarrassing little problem: Fang Chang didn't know how to fold paper butterflies, so he simply tore them all up and scattered them.

Hmm, the results look pretty much the same!

"I'll say it again, no matter what means you used to do it, I will never..." Norman opened his mouth wide and took a few breaths, then a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he was about to say something polite.

"Dracula, bring him to his senses." Seeing Norman's stubbornness, Fang Chang lost his patience.

No one is immune to the fear of the unknown and mysterious. If someone isn't afraid, it means that the mystery you're talking about is still within their moral compass.

Therefore, the most efficient approach is to simply crush his worldview.

Roar!

A thunderous roar echoed repeatedly in the laboratory.

To the astonishment of Norman and Dr. Shi, the elegant middle-aged man who had been playing the role of a lackey had transformed in the blink of an eye into a ferocious beast over six meters tall and covered in bluish-gray!

Dracula took a small step forward and came to stand in front of the two.

Call ~

He lowered his head and gently exhaled, causing the two of them to sway and stagger, unable to stand steadily.

"Now……"

Do you believe me now?

I originally wanted to interact with you as an ordinary person, but you wouldn't have that option.

Now you're satisfied?

Fearing the two might think it was a holographic video, Fangzai even had Dracula pick them up and toss them around a few times, so they could truly experience the joy of magic coming into reality.

"I believe it, I believe it, I've always believed it!" Dr. Shi hurriedly answered loudly after landing, afraid that if he answered too slowly, the monster would eat him as a snack.

"I believe you, I believe you." Norman's face was ashen, and he looked like he was still in shock.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Norman cautiously glanced at Dracula, who had transformed into his human form, and asked timidly.

"No need to be so polite, I'm just a kind-hearted person who can't bear to see others fall into hell."

As per the original plot, Norman was to conduct a human experiment on himself tonight to test the enhancement drug, but the experiment failed. Although his body received unprecedented enhancements, the drug's effects also caused him to suffer a mental breakdown, subsequently giving rise to an evil personality.

The evil personality acts erratically. After stealing the company's latest technological products—individual soldier flying machines, individual soldier flight suits, and other items—he transforms into the "Green Goblin."

They've all become demons; aren't they destined for hell?

If Master Fang prevented Norman from becoming the Green Goblin, wouldn't that be the same as preventing him from falling into hell?

As for whether Norman's transformation from a bloodsucking capitalist to the Green Goblin represents a significant step backward, that's beyond Fangzai's scope of discussion.

"Go to hell?!" Norman was shocked, especially considering the man's sudden change in demeanor...

"They're devils from hell!?" Norman seemed to realize something, his eyes growing increasingly certain of his guess. "Only devils would use such a seemingly gentle method to corrupt people!!"

"Is he going to sign a contract with me next?" Norman's heart skipped a beat as he recalled some legendary tales.

Seeing that Norman's face was getting worse and worse, Fang Chang thought he should reassure him so that he wouldn't be scared into having any problems later, since he would be indispensable in the plan.

"How about this, Norman? We can sign a contract first, stipulating the responsibilities and obligations of both parties." Fang Chang waved his hand, appearing magnanimous and open-hearted.

"I hope we can establish a long-term, stable, and mutually trusting partnership."

"No!! I won't sign!!!" Norman finally broke down and shouted in a hoarse voice.