American comics: Omniscient and omnipotent, starting from the melting pot of concepts.

Kurt Connors waved his undamaged right hand, extremely excited.

God knows how many scornful looks he endured. Even the most authoritative reptile expert was ridiculed openly and secretly by others because of his missing right hand.

He always tells people he's left-handed, but does he really have to choose?

He was right-handed before his right hand disappeared!

"The sooner the better!"

Aaron glanced at the time. "I'll arrange for someone to help you move the documents. From now on, this will be your home. Any questions?"

"No problem! This company is my home! I love it here!"

Connors suppressed his excitement and turned to leave.

Dr. Otto watched the two talk, happy that his old friend had achieved his goal and found his purpose in life, but at the same time, he was also shocked by the strength shown by the Osborn Group.

Could it be

Was this limb regeneration drug developed by Aaron?

Otherwise, why would Norman entrust such a large company to such a young man?

Outsiders were waiting to see the Osborne Group make a fool of itself, while the medical groups were celebrating, buying champagne to mark the occasion, all waiting for this international behemoth to fall so they could all divide and devour it!

But it's clear that the dreams of those outside are about to be shattered.

The man before us will use irrefutable facts to tell the world that the Osborn Corporation, under his leadership, will develop into a super behemoth surpassing Stark Industries!

It could even influence the future of all humankind!

Otto became more reserved.

Aaron looked at him,

"Dr. Otto!"

"I'm here!"

Otto sat upright with his head held high, his posture impeccable, like a soldier awaiting inspection by a general.

"I heard you're working on that... Little Sun Project?"

"Yes, it's a nuclear fusion project, a controlled nuclear fusion reaction that uses a resonant frequency to enhance the fusion effect, ultimately producing immense, inexhaustible energy, like the sun, providing endless energy!"

"Once the nuclear fusion machine is successful, it will be like a mini-sun, providing cheap electricity for everyone..."

Aaron listened patiently as he explained his plans.

"So, Mr. Otto, you need a lot of money!"

"Yes, sir, my plan requires the precious element tritium, which is currently extremely rare. Without sufficient funds and technology, it's impossible to create the amount of tritium needed for the miniature sun, and..."

"So, as long as you have enough tritium, you can create a mini-sun anytime?"

Aaron ignored the technical jargon; he only cared about what mattered to him.

Otto nodded. "I've devoted half my life to the Little Sun; the nuclear fusion machine is already designed, it just needs startup capital..."

"But you can't guarantee it's safe."

Otto grew anxious, "I'm confident..."

“I’ve seen too many people like you, but they’ve all failed! There’s only one success so far.”

"That's Tony Stark!"

Aaron looked at him calmly.

Upon hearing this name, Otto wilted like a frostbitten eggplant.

“Okay, I understand. Mr. Stark has developed my concept; he has perfectly mastered the energy of the sun…”

“But sir! Stark became an energy giant thanks to the Arc Reactor. If you help me create the Little Sun, the Osborn Corporation will be able to rival them in the energy field!”

"But I don't need it!"

Otto was stunned.

If the Osborne Group doesn't fund him, then no one will be the one to take the fall.

Stark Industries has ready-made products that are more miniaturized and safer.

His thing, like Professor Connors's, only exists in theory.

It has not been actually verified at all.

Moreover, what if we succeed but fail?

Aaron chuckled: "Is Stark Industries that powerful? Why would I need to rely on Little Sun to surpass them?"

"Are there enough limb regeneration potions? Are there enough super healing potions? Are there enough anti-aging potions?"

Dr. Otto paused, then said dejectedly, "So, Mr. Aaron, what brings you here? You're not just here to make fun of me, are you?"

Seeing this, Aaron knew that it was about time. After pausing for a while, he changed to a more convenient position.

“Dr. Otto, although the corporation does not need your technology, I personally value your wisdom.”

"I am personally willing to fund your dream, but you need the service of all beings for me!"

"I not only want to create a miniature sun, I also want to create things that only exist in science fiction, do you understand?"

Compared to the Small Sun Project, Aaron values ​​Otto's talent more.

Perhaps in terms of intelligence, he is no match for Tony Stark.

He's not even as good as Howard Stark, who's been dead for over a decade.

But without a doubt, he is also one of the smartest people in the Marvel universe.

Aaron needs someone like that to serve him.

As for intelligence and talent...

There will be plenty of ways to solve this in the future.

Otto hesitated for a long time, thinking about Kurt's performance just now, and also recalling the various whimsical ideas about potions that Aaron had casually mentioned.

Most importantly, Aaron admires him as a person!

Because of his talent, he personally funded him to realize his dream, regardless of the cost.

Such a boss is extremely rare even in the entire history of the world!

"Boss, perhaps we can start working as soon as possible."

Otto made up his mind: from now on, he would ride on this giant ship!

Anyway, he doesn't have many days left to live.

Aaron was unaware of his thoughts. If he had known, he would have said: "Don't worry, I will make you live longer and work for me for the rest of your life, until I am omniscient and omnipotent."

“Very good! By the way, Doctor, I heard that you also created a kind of intelligent mechanical auxiliary arm.”

Aaron mentioned another point.

Otto perked up, "Yes, boss. They are specifically designed to handle nuclear fusion, resistant to high temperatures and magnetic forces, and directly connected to the human spinal cord. Then the brain controls these mechanical arms through neural connections."

"I used nanowires..."

Aaron raised his hand to interrupt.

"I'll give you enough funds later, and you can give me a copy of this."

Upon hearing this, Otto nodded immediately.

"No problem, I'll go back and get them right now!"

"However, boss, they are somewhat dangerous. If you are going to use them yourself, you must protect the suppression chip inside to prevent the robotic arm from taking over."

"I don't know how to use that thing."

Aaron shook his head; even without Otto's reminder, he certainly wouldn't use it.

He understood even better than Otto just how dangerous that thing was.

As if struck by a sudden thought, he asked, "So, you've also done research in artificial intelligence?"

Otto proudly raised his head, "I spent some of my spare time researching artificial intelligence, and I'm at the forefront of the world in this field."

"Okay, later you can develop an artificial intelligence program for me, the more intelligent the better, I need it."

Otto readily agreed, saying it was a small matter; as long as he helped me realize my dream, what was wrong with developing ten?

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Chapter Twenty-Two: Don't misunderstand, everyone here is trash.

After sending Otto and Connors away,

Aaron shuddered, and after a long while exclaimed, "Felicia, you've made great progress and deserve praise!"

Felicia crawled out from under the table, wiping her mouth as she drank.

"Boss, it's mainly because the abilities you gave me are too amazing. I feel like my tongue is more nimble than my hands!"

He licked the corner of his mouth as he spoke.

The giant tongue whip is no joke!

Suitable for both men and women, incredibly flexible, it's definitely one of the strongest support abilities!

Aaron nodded slightly, then frowned and said, "Where's Norman? I haven't seen him since this morning."

"Did he go to research healing potions?"

Norman, with his experience in developing the Green Goblin Serum, was naturally the obvious choice to lead the reverse engineering project for the healing potion.

It is said that he conducts experiments late at night at a hidden experimental base in his villa.

Even the boss, BYREN, is anxious.

Felicia quickly took out her phone and asked Norman's secretary.

"It's bad, boss! The other shareholders have teamed up against us, and Mr. Norman has been arguing with them all morning..."

Aaron frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"Wouldn't it be better for those rats to take their money and get lost?"

But... I have no money!

Felicia didn't say that.

The group's stock price fell, coupled with Norman's previous failed investments.

If it weren't for the collaboration with the military on human enhancement drugs, which secured substantial research funding from the military, the group would have had a hard time maintaining normal operations!

"Boss, someone has leaked that Norman has abandoned the human enhancement drug and turned to the so-called super healing drug. The relevant military officials are quite dissatisfied with this."

"I suspect those shareholders are trying to use this opportunity to force a change of ownership, planning to sell the group off while it's still worth a considerable amount of money and hasn't completely collapsed..."

"According to reliable sources, politicians, military personnel, and other powerful companies such as Hammer Technologies, Pioneer Technologies, Pym Technologies, and Exploration Aerospace are currently observing this showdown."

“Especially Pioneer Technology, their positioning is similar to our group, not only deeply cultivating the field of biochemistry, but also conducting research in the military field.”

Oh ho, you're treating me like a giant cake, eager to pounce and share me?

Aaron raised an eyebrow. "So these giant rats are the puppets they're secretly supporting?"

"Take me to see! I'd like to know who dares to mess with us!"

They've spoiled them!

Aaron doesn't like to kill people, but that doesn't mean he won't; he's just too lazy to do it.

If someone is ignorant and dares to provoke him.

Well, I'm sorry, but he'll let the enemy know why the flowers are so red!

Because it's all blood!

...

“Norman, I’ll reiterate, the situation at the Osborne Group has reached an extremely dangerous point.”