Two days later, in the Bronx, New York City,
Woodlawn Cemetery,
The park is full of lush trees and green grass, and the environment is particularly beautiful.
This is the resting place of many world-famous people, including jazz master Duke Ellington, composer Irving Berlin, writer Damon Runyon, etc.
However, if you want to be their neighbors, you may need to spend tens of millions to buy those private cemeteries.
At this time, the cemetery was full of news interview vehicles, and many photographers pointed their cameras at the entrance of the cemetery.
Because today is the funeral of Obadiah, the vice president of Stark Industries.
"Snap, it's Norman Osborn, the chairman of the Osborn Group!"
A fat photographer quickly turned the camera at the request of a beautiful reporter.
The Osborne Group has also recently experienced a series of accidents, causing the public to lose confidence in this established biological company.
There are rumors that the board members of the Osborn Group even want to remove Norman Osborn from the position of chairman.
Looking at Norman Osborn's tired face surrounded by bodyguards, the female reporter was thinking about the manuscript in her mind.
Shocked, Norman Osborn attended the funeral of Vice President Stark, looking haggard and suspected of being incurable...
"Military vehicles, belonging to military personnel..."
“Take a picture!”
A Hummer with a federal military license plate stopped and three soldiers got out of the car, led by a middle-aged white man with the rank of major general on his shoulder.
Next to him were a colonel and a lieutenant colonel.
There have been rumors that the Federation Military owns a stake in Stark Industries.
Kachakacha
Seeing military personnel attending Obadiah's funeral, the sound of camera shutters could be heard everywhere.
Being an excellent photographer requires sufficient physical strength. Amid the screams of the beautiful host, the fat photographer pointed the camera at one big shot after another.
The rise of Stark Industries was determined by the Federation's dominance during World War II. Howard Stark relied on his outstanding brain and connections to develop Stark Industries into the top federal military-industrial enterprise.
Although Tony Stark is unruly, his talent is unquestionable, especially in weapons manufacturing. Half of the new weapons equipped by the federal military are made by Tony Stark, including the most advanced Jericho missile.
The split missile structure and saturation strike give the military a great advantage in COSCO missile strikes.
This also means that Stark Industries has always been a military-industrial enterprise registered with the Federal Department of Defense, and it has always enjoyed the treatment of a favorite son in terms of resource allocation and procurement orders.
Although this biological son suddenly asked to be weaned, it can be seen that the military's attitude towards Stark Industries is still ambiguous.
This relationship may last until Tony Stark reveals his big toy.
Cross-share swaps are a favorite activity of many large companies and consortiums. They are a way to protect against federal antitrust laws.
It is also adding to your own foundation.
Just like the Osborn family, they have always held a 2.5% stake in Stark Industries.
Even though Tang Song had always wanted to buy these shares at a high price, Norman Osborn had no intention of making a move.
Tony Stark's announcement of his withdrawal from the arms manufacturing industry has caused a shock in the financial market that cannot be underestimated.
Converted into shares held by some bigwigs, their losses are also calculated in billions.
However, when Tony Stark invited them to attend Obadiah's funeral in the name of bidding farewell to Obadiah, most people still came.
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
A white new concept Mercedes-Benz sports car was parked at the entrance of the cemetery.
Kakaka, the reporters surrounded and started taking pictures.
No matter who the big shot is, the sight of him carrying a Mercedes concept sports car worth millions of dollars is enough to give him a picture.
The car wings unfolded, and a handsome Asian young man in a black suit got out of the car, holding a cane in his hand.
Handsome yet gentle.
"Asian, who is he?"
Many journalists from outside New York State were confused after taking the photos. Director of a big conglomerate
Never heard of it.
However, the reporter from New York subconsciously turned the camera away, in case he accidentally took the photo and upset Mr. Tang.
It is true that journalists are the uncrowned kings. They are not afraid of politicians, officials, and wealthy businessmen, but they are afraid of gangsters.
Many journalists also noticed the actions of their New York counterparts. Journalists are all very observant and quick-witted.
"Hey man, who's this?"
A reporter from the French Sun touched the arm of a New York Times reporter next to him and asked quietly.
The fat reporter looked around and whispered in his ear: "The King of New York, the new emperor of the underworld!"
The French reporter's hands trembled and he subconsciously put down the camera.
The atmosphere seemed to be contagious. The lively atmosphere of the photo shoot became quiet when Tang Song got off the car and walked towards the cemetery.
Even the sound of taking photos was pitifully rare.
"Tony Stark is here!"
There was a scream, and many reporters pointed their cameras towards the road leading to the cemetery.
Tony Stark, wearing sunglasses, got out of the black business car with a sad expression.
Pepper Potts was slung over his shoulders.
The two men ignored the reporters and hurriedly walked into the cemetery surrounded by several bodyguards.
… …
Obadiah's funeral was held in Woodlawn Cemetery, and reporters were naturally stopped outside the cemetery by bodyguards.
Tony Stark attended the funeral with Pepper Potts, and the grief in his eyes could be seen.
Even though Obadiah wanted to kill him, Tony Stark still had some feelings for this godfather.
After all, after Howard Stark passed away, it was Obadiah who took care of his childhood and worked hard to maintain Stark Industries.
In a way, Obadiah was more like his adoptive father.
Unfortunately, the two eventually became mortal enemies because of their own interests.
However, Tony Stark still chose to give his godfather some respect.
He had Stark Industries' public relations department suppress all rumors about Obadiah, and used Jarvis to eliminate all negative online opinions about Obadiah.
Obadiah eventually died of a heart attack due to health reasons. This was the obituary issued by Stark Industries.
Those invited to Obadiah's funeral were celebrities from all walks of life in New York.
The crowd, dressed in black suits and dresses, looked solemn as they listened to Father Dekler, the new bishop of the Diocese of New York, personally praying the final prayer for Obadiah.
At the solemn funeral, Tang Song, as a shareholder of Stark Industries, attended the funeral in a rare black suit.
… …
"boss!"
The funeral was over and Tang Song had just returned to the car when Lai En called.
"Professor Connors' experimental project has produced results!"
Tang Song's eyes sparkled with Professor Connors's experimental results, and he told the driver:
"To Osborne Building!"
… …
In the clean white sterile laboratory, through the huge single-sided bulletproof glass, you can see a middle-aged man with a missing right leg lying naked on the operating table.
"The experimental subject is a federal veteran who participated in the Afghanistan War. Due to his physical disability, he became a homeless person and has signed a voluntary agreement!"
Outside the observation room, Professor Connors, dressed in a white coat, explained to Tang Song.
He had no choice but to explain that not long ago, the share price of Osborne Group plummeted due to human experiments and human rights issues.
As a director of the Osborne Group, Tang Song is also the investor and behind-the-scenes boss of this experimental project.
If the project is shut down for this reason, Professor Connors might even want to commit suicide.
“Let’s get started!”
Tang Song didn't care whether the experimental subjects were willing or not. If he really wanted to, he could just have someone kidnap a group of gangsters as consumables. He waved his hand, and Bob beside him pressed the switch of the syringe.
The metal arm suspended above the subject injected an injection of spiral liquid directly into his left arm.
As the green liquid was pushed into the body of the disabled middle-aged man.
His exposed body tensed up instantly, and blue veins began to appear on his surface. The bulging blood vessels quickly spread all over the middle-aged man's body, making it look like a large network of blue veins covering his entire body.
The middle-aged man had a restraint ball gag tied in his mouth, but judging from his facial expression as if he was about to bite the ball to pieces, injecting this agent was indeed very painful.
"Can't I give you an anesthetic injection?"
Tang Song frowned as he watched the middle-aged man almost faint from the pain.
"Because this is the first human experiment, we cancelled the anesthetic injection to avoid affecting the results and to obtain more accurate data mapping."
Professor Connors explained: "We had communicated with the subject in advance and had obtained his consent on this point."
Tang Song didn't say anything else, but just quietly observed the reaction of the experimental subject after the injection.
The green injection contains the genes of a special lizard bred by Professor Connors, which has been debugged according to the genetic formula and genetic sample obtained from Peter Parker's blood.
Five minutes after the injection of the genetic reagent, the body of the middle-aged man turned green, as if he had fallen into a green paint bucket.
Ten minutes later, his green skin began to wrinkle, and some of it became like the mottled skin of a reptile, and his eye pupils also began to transform into reptiles.
Fifteen minutes later, his nails began to grow wildly, and his mutilated right leg slowly grew out in front of Professor Connors's surprised and delighted gaze.
Half an hour later, the experimental subject had all four limbs intact and had regrown a right leg. In addition, a thick lizard tail suddenly appeared behind him.
Not only that, the middle-aged man's body size also increased from 1.9 meters at the beginning to nearly 2.5 meters, which was significantly larger than the operating table in the laboratory.
The whole person's appearance changed. Lying on the operating table, he looked like a giant lizard lying on its back.
"Professor, Tang, are we a success or a failure?"
Bob blinked his eyes and looked at the situation in the laboratory, somewhat confused.
As the saying goes, if one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit. After Boss Tang became a director of the Osborne Group, his former colleague Bob also rose from an ordinary researcher to a project manager.
This time, Professor Connors specially called Bob to conduct human experiments in the project.
"Mr. Tang, this kind of appearance change will obviously not happen in mice. I have done many experiments!"
After waiting for more than ten minutes, Connors saw that the experimental subject still maintained the appearance of a lizard and explained to Tang Song incoherently.
"Take blood, do a blood analysis, and compare the genetic changes of the test subject."
After hearing Tang Song's words, Professor Connors hurried to the control panel, used the mechanical arm to collect the blood sample of the lizard man, and put it under a microscope for observation.
Because there are ready-made control parameters, the results of data analysis are quick.
However, the experimental results made Professor Connors somewhat frustrated.
The genes of the experimental subject have undergone irreversible changes, which means that from the perspective of human genetics, the experimental subject has been transformed from a human into a lizard man.
"Can his appearance be reversed to that of a human?"
Tang Song looked at the lizard man lying on the operating table and raised his eyebrows.
His spiritual consciousness could feel the powerful blood energy of this lizard man. Even the mandrill he encountered before was slightly inferior to this lizard man in terms of blood energy strength.
You know, before the injection of the genetic drug, the experimental subject was just a disabled homeless man.
One injection saved more than ten years of hard work. If it were in the world of Yama, many ordinary people who practiced external martial arts would regard it as a miracle drug.
This effect is comparable to the elixir in the hands of monks, especially since the cost of this injection is not high and only the blood gene of a lizard is needed.
"We need to continue experimental research before we can draw any conclusions!" Professor Connors looked conflicted.
His lifelong dream was to restore his disabled arm, and now his dream has come true with just one injection.
But between his disability and his transformation into a lizard monster, Professor Connors figured his arm could wait.