Chapter 924

At this time, a middle-aged man walked in.

He greeted the soldier, "General S, it's a pleasure to see you."

Subsequently, he greeted several people in suits nearby, "Mr. B, Mr. F." "Norman."

"Mr. Osborn."

Several people responded.

"I'm very happy that the board of directors could come in person."

Norman Osborn walked over with a smile.

General S spoke somewhat coldly, "I want to see the report on the Performance Enhancement Plan." As soon as this sentence was spoken, the faces of the board members changed.

The scientist in the white coat said: "We had the white mice undergo vaporization inhalation experiments, and their physical strength increased eightfold." The general asked: "That's great, are there any side effects?"

"There was one time."

On the side, Norman Osborn immediately added, "Just that one time."

"All other experiments were very successful."

The general pursued the question, "What was the side effect that one time?"

"Violent tendencies, aggression, and a state of madness."

"What do you suggest?"

Before the scientist could speak, Norman Osborn responded, "That was just an accident." "Except for Dr. S, everyone guarantees that the experiment can proceed."

The general didn't pay attention to Norman Osborn.

Instead, he looked at Dr. S, "Dr. S."

Clearly, the general knew.

Who was the person primarily responsible for this project.

Dr. S deliberated for a moment and said slowly, "I think this experiment must start from scratch." After all, he was just a scientist.

He still had some conscience.

Unlike capitalists like Norman Osborn.

He still considered life.

After all, if this experiment passed, it would be directly used on soldiers.

Dr. S didn't want to cause harm to others because of his research results.

"..."

The general sighed deeply.

Norman Osborn looked at Dr. S angrily, "Start from scratch?"

But before he could act out, the general suddenly spoke, "Dr. Osborn."

Norman walked over upon hearing this.

"I've always told you."

The general said expressionlessly: "I have never supported your plan."

"That was approved by my predecessor."

At this time, someone nearby explained, "General S will approve the exploration of the aerospace company to manufacture humanoid mechs." "After all, there is already the successful precedent of Tony Stark."

General S continued, "The test will be in two weeks."

"If your so-called Performance Enhancement Plan experiment is not successful by then." "I will revoke your research funding and give it to other companies."

"Goodbye, everyone."

After speaking, General S left directly.

Leaving behind a gloomy-faced Norman Osborn.

"Ding ding ding!"

At this time, his phone rang.

Norman Osborn picked up the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and was somewhat surprised.

Clearing his throat, Norman put on a smile and answered the phone.

"Hello, should I call you Mr. Karl now, or should I call you Mr. Superman?" "Whatever you like."