Time flies by, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.
Still in Harry's office, Xia Zhiye was sitting opposite him.
There was a tube of blue serum on the table, and instruments for physical testing were ready next to it.
Harry looked at the serum on the table, and his multiple expressions condensed into one... Silence!
Xia Zhiye sat opposite him indifferently: "What are you waiting for?"
"When I calm down..." Harry took a deep breath: "Don't think I look calm on the surface. In fact, I am in great turmoil inside."
"Yeah, I'm really nervous..." Xia Zhiye said with a click of the tongue: "I can understand how you feel."
Harry no longer cared about what Xia Zhiye said. He took the syringe, placed the serum in place, and then injected it into his arm. He knew the blood vessels very well. With one injection and one pull, the serum was instantly emptied.
He pulled out the syringe calmly and placed it on the table.
He looked at Xia Zhiye, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. After a long while, he suddenly smiled.
I couldn't stop laughing, and by the end I was almost crying.
Xia Zhiye blinked: "Are you okay?"
"It couldn't be better."
Harry said: "I originally thought that this would be a problem that I would never be able to solve in my lifetime."
"Don't say that, I'm here, right?" Xia Zhiye said.
"Well, when I first met you, I thought I was facing more despair... but I didn't expect it to be hope."
Harry looked at Xia Zhiye deeply, and after a long time, he smiled again: "Sorry, I don't know what to say to you."
Xia Zhiye had already stood up and helped him get the equipment ready: "It's almost time, let's see how it works?"
It is actually quite troublesome to test the Osborn family's genetic disease through normal channels.
But when Norman Osborn was still alive, he had already thought of this, and therefore designed a complete set of detection equipment.
Harry buckled the thing, and a moment later, a virtual screen popped up in front of him, with various data appearing... Along with a progress bar that went down, it proved that the lesions in his body had begun to disappear at an extremely fast speed. When it showed '0', he let out a long breath, then stood up and said, "From today on, the Austen Group is yours."
"Really?" Xia Zhiye looked at Harry.
The look in the young man's eyes was very sincere: "Of course it's true."
"These days, there are too few young people who keep their word." Xia Zhiye patted Harry's shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Take me for example. I often don't keep my word."
"What's the meaning?"
Harry was stunned, feeling the clearly discernible state of his body. Compared with before, it was as if he had been reborn.
Now he truly feels the happiness of being a normal person.
This kind of happiness is indeed beyond measure by wealth, but Xia Zhiye's words made him a little incomprehensible.
"The shares I told you about before were just a joke." Xia Zhiye said with a smile, "After all, if I didn't say that, you wouldn't believe me. As for the Austen Group... To be honest, I'm not really interested. And reality doesn't allow me to be in charge of such a large company. You know, superheroes are actually very busy. After all, even a guy like you would take me several days to save."
"… So, you mean, even if I give you my shares, you won't take them?"
Harry's expression was a bit like thunder and lightning, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, so he emphasized: "You have to know that the market value of the Austen Group is at least 200 billion... As long as you get it, you don't need to be a superhero!"
"So, Tony Stark is really a mentally ill person?"
Xia Zhiye blinked: "Or is this the rich man's personal hobby?"
"This..." Harry really didn't expect that there was another Iron Man Tony.
The value of the Stark Group is only higher than that of the Austen Group, but the genius Tony is still wearing a iron suit and flying around the streets of New York.
This left him speechless for a moment.
He stared at Xia Zhiye for a long time before he gave a bitter smile: "Sorry, I thought... Well, not really. Maybe it's just because of my family relationship that I can't understand your values. Maybe you are right."
He was in good physical condition, a perfect state that he had not experienced in recent times.
Perhaps in the future, he would not be able to feel anything in such a healthy state, but now, the feeling of being pulled back from the gates of hell kept impacting his mind.
Xia Zhiye's attitude of not asking for anything made him realize how narrow-minded his previous thinking was.
It even led to a feeling that was almost like shame.
"Because we see a little further than you."
Seeing Harry's sincere expression, Xia Zhiye smiled and comforted him, "Come on, I'm rooting for you."
He was about to leave, but Harry quickly said, "Please wait a moment!"
Looking back, Xia Zhiye was a little puzzled: "Anything else? By the way, this serum also has after-sales service. If you have any questions, you can call me. I have left my phone number."
"No... I just hope to repay you, but I don't know how." Harry looked at Xia Zhiye sincerely: "You saved my life! Please allow me to repay you!"
Xia Zhiye thought for a moment, and said helplessly: "But I really don't have anything that I need you to repay me for... Well, let's put it this way, if you must repay me, then if I need your help in the future, you can't refuse."
"certainly!"
Harry's eyes lit up: "Whatever you need my help with, just tell me and I will definitely help you."
"Well."
Xia Zhiye nodded with satisfaction: "Then I'll leave first..."
Harry looked reluctant.
Xia Zhiye shuddered. This look was so damn resentful.
I'm not going to save someone from disaster, am I
His figure flashed and disappeared in the office, and in a few flashes, he reached the roof of the Austen Group.
Sitting on a high place, looking at the starry sky, Xia Zhiye let out a sigh of relief: "Anyway, this matter has come to an end. The various tragedies that happened in the second part of Supernatural should not happen again. This is good..."
He stood up, and the wings of the Crow God flew up. Summer Night was like a black shadow, rushing into the sky. (To be continued)