[Drawing in progress...
Draw completed. Congratulations, Master, you have obtained the B-level active skill [Flash].]"
Zane opened the system interface to check the effects of this newly acquired B-level skill. However, this time, the system displayed two interfaces.
[B-level active skill [Flash], derived from the Summoner skill in "League of Legends," instantly teleports a short distance to the target location.]
The other interface was for [Flash] after being enhanced by the [Magic Furnace]. Zane almost forgot that after embedding the spatial gem, the [Magic Furnace] gained a significant buff for all spatial skills.
The [Flash] skill enhanced by the [Magic Furnace] had been upgraded from the original B-level to A-level. Although it was just a one-level difference, the effects were vastly different.
[A-level active skill [Flash], derived from the Summoner skill in "League of Legends," allows teleportation to any place previously visited, as well as any visible location, with no distance restrictions.]
"Wow, this is awesome."
Zane was about to sit up to express his excitement, but he noticed that Lorna was still sound asleep. He had to suppress this impulse. This surprise came too suddenly. He had been thinking about where to find teleportation abilities, and now he had one.
Moreover, the upgraded A-level [Flash] skill exceeded Zane's imagination. The description mentioned a feature: teleporting to any visible location with no distance restrictions. This wasn't just limited to the places within sight. Theoretically, Zane could teleport to any location. It was undeniably powerful!
Zane's current attribute panel is as follows:
[Name: Zane
Age: 16 years old
Active Skills: S-Rank [King's Treasury], A-level [God's Absence], A-level [Son of Light], A-level [Flash], B-level [Thousand Faces]
Passive Skills: S-level [Dead River] (Remaining resurrection times: 36346), S-level [Magic Furnace], A-level [Son of Death], C-level [Master Chef]
Draw Times: None]
Zane simulated various operations of the [Flash] skill in his mind, getting more and more excited. Finally, he couldn't help but kiss Lorna.
"Mwah!"
Lorna was awakened by Zane, and with sleepy eyes, she looked at the excited Zane.
"Darling, what's going on?"
Looking at Lorna, whose clothes were partially undone, Zane didn't hesitate to kiss her. The two rolled into a ball, and the night concluded with Zane's retreat and Lorna's sweet laughter.
When Osborn Tower finally recovered electricity, it was already two days later. The elevator was already blurred in Harry's mind, and two days without water, coupled with the torture of illness on his body, had brought him to the brink of collapse.
You know, a dark and closed environment will magnify a person's perception infinitely. In these two days, Harry could clearly feel every inch of change in his body, and he could clearly feel that his skin was already starting to decay. The endless waiting also made his mind fall into chaos, and now he hasn't gone crazy. The reason is that he has two beliefs supporting him.
One is to get the spider serum from the negative seventh floor to survive, and the other is to seek revenge on Peter Parker and those high-level executives of Osborn Industries.
When the elevator lights came on again, Harry burst into hysterical laughter. Even though his eyes, accustomed to the darkness, were intensely stung by the sudden exposure to bright light, he didn't close them. Instead, he widened his eyes, allowing tears to roll down freely, staring fixedly at the display screen on the elevator, which indicated that the elevator, powered up again, was slowly descending.
Although only about ten seconds had passed, Harry felt this time was incredibly long. He couldn't wait to give himself a healthy body and taste the blood of Peter and the betrayers.
Finally, the elevator door silently opened. Harry weakly supported himself against the wall, stood up, and staggered through the display cases, searching for what he needed the most. Finally, in storage room number 4, he found the spider serum.
Excitedly, he picked up the syringe, injecting the green spider serum, which looked like poison, into his body. Irrational due to fear and hatred, he didn't consider a simple truth.
That is, if this thing works, why didn't Norman Osborn, tormented to death by illness, inject it?
After injecting the serum, Harry laughed crazily, watching his hands, no longer trembling. He laughed so hard that tears flowed continuously, celebrating his rebirth.
But before Harry could enjoy his happiness for long, sudden pain spread throughout his body. The laughter that filled the entire underground space abruptly stopped, like a duck being strangled.
Sinister patterns started from the arm where he injected the spider serum, gradually spreading throughout Harry's body. Hair kept falling out, nails and teeth gradually sharpened. At this moment, Harry, no longer the former delicate self, looked more like a wounded beast. Even his pupils became murky.
The genetic pain, coupled with two days without food, had already weakened Harry to the point of collapse. The strong desire to survive kept him barely conscious.
He, not a fool, clearly understood that this spider serum was not a panacea to save him but a deadly poison accelerating his death. Once he passed out, he probably wouldn't wake up again.
Harry's mind worked at an unprecedented speed, trying to find where his way to survival lay. Inadvertently, he caught sight of a set of green armor in storage room number 7.
The information he had seen from the chip automatically surfaced in his mind:
Powered by human body energy and equipped with self-healing functions!
Self-healing functions!
This was his way to survive!
Ignoring the intense pain from genetic mutation, Harry crawled towards storage room number 7. His wails and screams grew weaker along the way, but he never stopped struggling.
Finally, Harry's hand touched the armor. Using his last bit of strength, he stood up, and as the armor recognized the approaching body, it automatically unfolded. Harry used his last strength to adjust his fall onto the armor, and then everything went black as he blissfully passed out.
As Harry's body approached, the armor wrapped around him, completing automatic dressing and recognizing that Harry was about to die due to genetic collapse. It decisively initiated the healing function.
At this point, Harry Osborn died. The one who survived had a new name – Green Goblin!
As for the young Spider, Peter, these two days hadn't been easy for him either. Witnessing the death of Electro, Peter had nightmares every night. In his dreams, those killed by Electro continuously roared at Peter with anger:
"You clearly have the ability, why didn't you save us?"
"Why?"
"It's not my business. The monster killed you. Why did you come looking for me?"
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