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"This is... the greatest legacy I can give you... and my life's work."
"I hope... you can succeed... where I failed."
"Go... go... find Peter Parker."
"My son..."
Norman tightly holds Harry's hands. After weakly saying these words, he collapses onto the sickbed.
At the same time, the instruments monitoring Norman's electrocardiogram emit a piercing 'beep'...
In that instant, Harry feels as if the air has become silent. He can no longer hear the medical staff's resuscitation efforts. Now, all he sees in his eyes is the monstrous figure of his father Norman, tortured by the virus, and his eyes that never close even in death.
At this moment, an emotion rushes through his soul like a flood. It's not sadness, not mourning, but fear—bone-chilling fear, the fear of life being beyond one's control.
It's like setting a countdown timer for his own life. He can only watch himself march toward the grave, helpless.
When the room is already empty, and everyone has left, Harry crouches in a corner, holding his head, tears uncontrollably streaming down his face.
"I'm only 17. I still have plenty of years to enjoy. Why does fate treat me like this?"
"Why?"
"Why..."
"No wait..., Father said to go find Peter. He must have a way to cure me."
Harry, tormented by fear and on the verge of collapse, suddenly remembered the words Norman said to him before his death.
Harry immediately contacted his subordinates to search for Peter's whereabouts, putting aside everything related to Osborn Enterprises.
Soon, Harry learned that Peter is currently interning at a recently established company called Skynet Technologies. He casually put on a coat and rushed to the location of Skynet Technologies.
However, Peter is currently oblivious to this. He has been experiencing a period of success, feeling confident and satisfied. His talent has been fully utilized at Skynet Technologies, and he has regained his composure, eventually winning over his dream goddess, Gwen Stacy.
Recently, he was even invited to dinner at Gwen's house. Although it was awkward at first, Gwen's parents were pleased with him.
Honestly, the person Peter is most grateful to right now is Zane. Without the business card Zane gave him, he wouldn't have been able to escape his loser status so quickly. Moreover, he is extremely satisfied with Skynet Technologies; not only is the salary generous, but there are also not many troublesome political intrigues. He enjoys working here.
Peter has already decided that he will join Skynet Technologies after graduation.
However, today, when he bid farewell to his colleagues with a smile and left the company's entrance, he saw a figure waiting for him, both familiar and unfamiliar.
"Harry?" Peter asked uncertainly, as it had been several years since he last saw Harry.
"Peter, long time no see." Harry forced a smile when he saw Peter.
"It's really you, Harry. It's been almost 5 years since we last met."
Peter said joyfully; reuniting with an old friend always brings joy.
"Come, get in the car. Let's find another place to talk. I have a lot to say to you."
Harry wanted to give Peter a smile, but the anxiety and fear in his heart made it impossible for him to do so.
At this moment, even if Peter is a bit slow, he senses Harry's unusual mood. So, without saying anything, he gets into Harry's car.
Ten minutes later, the two arrive at the entrance of a bar. At this time, the bar, usually bustling with people, is deserted. While waiting for Peter, Harry has already booked the entire bar.
Inside, Harry tugs at his collar, as if he is being strangled and can't breathe. Then, he picks up a bottle of strong liquor and pours himself a full glass, ignoring the burning sensation in his throat and stomach caused by the fiery alcohol. He drinks it all in one gulp.
Peter, standing by, looks at him with a complicated expression but doesn't stop him.
"Harry seems to be on the verge of a breakdown due to some bad news. Let him vent a bit for now," Peter thinks to himself.
"Peter, do you know what just happened? My father died just now," Harry says in a flat tone, as if someone unrelated has died, displaying an icy indifference.
"What? Mr. Osborn passed away?" Peter exclaims in disbelief, receiving a glass of strong liquor handed to him by Harry.
Filled with incredulity, Peter mechanically takes the glass and, almost subconsciously, brings it to his lips for a sip.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Until he choked on a sip of the strong liquor, Peter regained his composure, but still felt incredulous. After all, Norman Osborn was not yet 50 years old, with assets close to a trillion, enjoying the most sophisticated medical and security teams. His sudden death was shocking.
Peter couldn't think of any comforting words and could only pat Harry's shoulder.
"My condolences."
Harry took a sip of the liquor and shook his head.
"It's okay. After all, you know the relationship between him and me. It's not so much sadness, just a bit lost."
Listening to Harry's indifferent words, Peter opened his mouth but hesitated. This was Harry's family matter, and he had no right to criticize him, but in his heart, he distanced himself slightly from Harry.
"Peter, the reason I sought you out this time isn't about that." Harry put down the glass, his eyes staring intensely at Peter. Peter could clearly see the heat, longing, and madness in those eyes.
"What is it?"
"Peter, our Osborn family has a hereditary congenital genetic defect, reverse transcriptase virus proliferation. My father told me to find you before he left."
"You must have a way to cure me, right? Right?"
"Please, Peter, I don't want to die. I'm still young."
After revealing the truth, Harry's emotions became more and more intense, and he finally hugged Peter, crying bitterly.
Peter, now looking confused, is still pondering Harry's words. Suddenly, a light bulb goes off in his mind, remembering the transgenic grafting technology that his boss gave him some time ago.
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