Chapter 43: Vought is orthodox in Marvel

After enjoying an exquisite breakfast, Alvin went out with the bolter gun.

Taking the elevator directly to the underground garage, after the door opened, looking at the rows of world-class luxury cars, he pondered for a few seconds and planned to be low-key today.

"Well, this one, it looks relatively low-key."

The silver-black Lamborghini, at least in Tony's garage, was already considered a very low-key one.

Accompanied by the roar of the engine, the garage gate opened.

"Respected Mr. Valerius, do you need to attend the charity gala scheduled for tonight?"

At this time, Jarvis's unique and magnetic voice came from the car machine.

"Charity gala?"

Alvin was a bit strange and asked: "What does it have to do with me?"

"Mr. Obadiah invited you." Jarvis said slowly: "And, with your current cash assets and shares, you are enough to be listed in the rich circle. My suggestion is that you can go and participate, which will help you integrate into the United States."

Oh, right, almost forgot!

Alvin suddenly realized that he had one hundred million US dollars on his account and was a shareholder of Stark Industries.

Eh, the life of the rich is so boring.

Except for a mere one hundred million US dollars, he has nothing.

"Good, reply to Mr. Obadiah for me, I will go to participate in the charity gala."

Alvin's lips rose slightly. He also wanted to see the person who once co-founded Stark Industries with Howard.

Hum~ Hum~ Boom!

The Lamborghini's engine suddenly let out a low roar.

Not long after, Alvin drove the Lamborghini and stopped under the Osborn Bio-Pharmaceutical Group.

"Hello, may I ask if you are Mr. Valerius?"

The attendant at the door stepped forward and asked respectfully.

"It's me."

Alvin stepped out of the car and handed the key to the attendant.

Then, led by the secretary who had been waiting for a long time, he took the elevator directly to the top floor.

Norman Osborn was sitting on the sofa. Seeing the secretary leading people into the room, he put down the book in his hand, and in the eyes looking at Alvin, there was a hint of scrutiny.

Similarly, Alvin was also observing this famous Green Goblin, Norman Osborn.

Today's Norman Osborn looks nearly fifty, and the traces of time have already appeared on his face.

The hair, which was organized meticulously, was also mixed with white hair, but the straight suit and the calm demeanor still allowed one to feel the majesty of the person who started the business alone, killed out from a group of capitalists in the United States, and mastered the power of life and death.

"I've heard of you, Alvin Valerius."

Norman Osborn sat on the sofa and withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, but still didn't mean to get up at all.

If it were Stark who came, he would definitely welcome him warmly.

But unfortunately, the weight of an Alvin Valerius was clearly not enough for him to treat seriously.

"Hello, Mr. Osborn."

Alvin tidied his clothes, didn't care about the other party's attitude at all, and sat down opposite indifferently.

After the secretary served two cups of hot tea, she retreated interestingly and closed the door by the way.

"For Stark's sake, I can give you five minutes."

Norman Osborn looked at his watch, his index finger tapping on the table, his attitude still indifferent.

Alvin didn't talk nonsense, smiled slightly: "I heard that you recently took an order from the military?"

Dong~

Norman's index finger stopped, his eyes lifted slightly, as if a cold intent flowed: "This matter is top secret, how did you know?"

In fact, the order from the military is not top secret.

But the problem is that the content of this order from the Osborn Group is not as simple as it looks on the surface, involving human experiments.

And the general who sent the order is the US Air Force General Thaddeus Ross.

General Thaddeus Ross is the father-in-law of the Hulk Banner, and also the person who developed the Hulk serum.

"What do you think?"

Alvin pretended to be mysterious, leaned on the sofa indifferently. This time it was his turn to have the upper hand.

"Stark?"

Sure enough, after Norman saw his fearless look, he immediately connected it to Tony Stark.

After all, the only person capable of knowing this is probably Tony Stark.

"Why, Stark doesn't go to research his weapons, and intends to enter the biological industry?" Norman sneered and finally began to look at the teenager in front of him.

In his guess, Alvin should have been authorized by Stark, so he came to find him to share a piece of the pie.

"No no no, you misunderstood, Mr. Osborn."

Alvin stretched out a finger, shaking it slightly: "Stark doesn't intend to involve the biological industry. This time it is mainly me who wants to cooperate with you."

"You?"

Norman frowned, suddenly lost interest, and said languidly: "Kid, I don't have time to play with you. Since it's not Stark's intention, you'd better go back early."

"Don't be in such a hurry, Mr. Osborn."

Alvin smiled, just like a cunning fox, narrowing his eyes slightly: "I know that you are currently in a predicament. The human enhancement serum has always failed to succeed, right?"

This time, Norman couldn't be calm at all. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Alvin in horror: "How did you know about this?!"

You know, the human enhancement serum hitting a bottleneck, even General Ross doesn't know about this!

Even if Stark is powerful again, it is absolutely impossible to know this. Where did the kid in front of him get the information?

In an instant, Norman's expression was uncertain, guessing many results, but without exception, it was that a "traitor" appeared among the researchers!

"Where I knew about this is not important, Mr. Osborn." Alvin appreciated the panic, suspicion, and anger on Norman's face, and waited for the other party to calm down again before saying slowly: "What's important is that I can help you get through this difficulty, isn't it?"

"You? How to help me?"

Although Norman was exposed by Alvin, he still couldn't believe it.

Facing Norman's questioning eyes, Alvin smiled without saying a word, his five fingers spread out, and he lifted them slightly: "Just like this..."

Suddenly, the liquid in the teacup on the table seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, flying into mid-air.

Then, in Norman's shocked eyes, the liquid swam freely, changed into various forms, and fell back into the teacup.

"This... how did you do it?!"

Even though Norman had experienced countless storms, he was still shocked by this hand.

At this time, Alvin seemed to reveal his fangs, slowly took out a bottle of azure potion from his arms, and placed it on the table gently: "As you can see, Mr. Osborn, I came with sincerity. This potion is called 'Compound V', which can stimulate the potential of the human body, thereby obtaining what ordinary people call... superpowers!"

Norman had to admit that no matter how much he experienced, he couldn't control his heartbeat when he saw that bottle of "Compound V".

Just such a bottle of seemingly ordinary potion can stimulate the superpowers in the human body, thereby completely breaking away from the limitations of mortals!

Even if he held hundreds of billions of assets and stood at the top of the US capital, Norman Osborn couldn't control that greedy desire and wanted to inject the potion directly!

However, Alvin had already guessed Norman's thoughts and said unhurriedly: "By the way, I have to remind you of one thing, Mr. Osborn."

Norman was suddenly awakened by his voice and turned to look at Alvin: "What?"

"This Compound V is not perfect." Alvin smiled: "Its duration is only 24 hours, and it will be accompanied by unknown huge side effects."

"What?!"

A simple sentence completely dispelled Norman's little thoughts.

"Isn't this very normal? Mr. Osborn." Alvin sat with his right leg on his left leg, his hands folded on his knees, facing Norman's surprised and angry eyes, smiling indifferently: "If it were a perfect Compound V, why would I have to come to you for cooperation? Don't you say so?"

Norman was speechless, and looking at the Compound V in his hand, it didn't seem so tempting anymore.

"Of course, I wasn't lying to you just now, Mr. Osborn."

Alvin leaned forward slightly, like a devil's temptation, his voice low: "The perfect Compound V will permanently grant superpowers and have no side effects, and I... am the best example, so Mr. Osborn, please work hard."

"Heh, I understand what you mean..."

Norman closed his eyes, suddenly couldn't help laughing a few times, and opened his eyes to look at Alvin again: "You are warning me not to have other crooked thoughts, right?"

If he really didn't control it and injected the potion behind the other party's back, after the ability expired in 24 hours, it would undoubtedly be a lamb to be slaughtered!