Chapter 67: The Hearing Did Not Conform to Procedures
Since World War II, Hydra has been lurking in the shadows, stirring up chaos, especially wars, around the world for their greater goals.
With the equipment provided by Osborn, the military is even more powerful.
Imagine if the US military in Vietnam had power armor...
This obviously goes against Hydra's purpose of causing chaos.
The balance of the war has tilted, and they obviously don't want the war to stop.
"Hello, Colonel Rhodes."
"Hello, Mr. Osborn."
Harry shook hands with the Minister of Arms Development, who was not wearing his War Machine suit today.
Due to Rhodes' status, Osborn and Rhodes often interacted with each other.
It's just that the relationship between Rhodes and Harry is not like that with Tony. The relationship between the two is more business-like.
Harry quickly saw the exoskeletons and power armor captured by the US military.
The US military has strict control over power armor, and every mission is recorded, but this batch is obviously not in the US military's records.
The control of powered exoskeletons is looser than that of power armor, but whether it is powered exoskeletons or power armor, the US military guarantees that they will not be stolen or misused.
"We compared the exoskeletons used by the enemy with the powered exoskeletons of the Osborn Group and found that the technology is indeed very similar."
Rhodes took out a piece of information.
As a developer, Harry could see that the design ideas of this equipment were very similar and that they were imitations.
"Even their energy source is the same technology as the Osborn Group, strontium-90, thermoelectric battery." Rhodes handed over a box.
Harry already knew what was inside, and there was no need to open it.
Although the technology is very similar, it is still a little more behind than Osborn's. The battery efficiency is not high, and the quality of the peripheral protective wall is very poor. Those who use imitation products are prone to radiation sickness.
"But it really has nothing to do with Osborn." Harry spread his hands. "But there was indeed a theft before this."
The so-called theft refers to Kingpin stealing it once and then giving 50 sets of the original version of the power armor to the Hand and the Society, but they were all blamed on Kingpin.
"Stolen? Why wasn't it reported to the Military Commission?" Rhodes frowned. This thing is a controlled product.
"I did. To be precise, I reported it to the local National Security Bureau. Do you remember that time when the New York Police Department raided the Hell's Kitchen gang? Maybe you should ask the National Security Bureau agents?"
There are indeed a lot of strange things about this matter.
For example, on the night of the accident, the New York Police Department suddenly became silent. However, after Norman came to power, he checked the New York Police Department and found that there were indeed no illegal operations, or it was impossible to continue the investigation.
If you think about it carefully, there is a high possibility that Hydra is involved in this matter.
As for the Hand and the Society... Looking back, those powered armors were, as expected, traded to Hydra. Otherwise, 50 powered armors wouldn't change anything. After all, the Rand Group has nothing to do with the military industry. If they want to copy They don't have the ability to use power armor technology.
Thinking back on these things, Harry suddenly felt that Hydra was indeed an insidious opponent - if he were a local aborigine, he might still be in the dark about it now.
However, when ctOS is fully rolled out in New York, Hydra's activities in New York will be significantly restricted.
After hearing Harry's words, Rhodes immediately called Congress.
"Hello, Colonel Rhodes...are you talking about Osborn's stolen powered exoskeleton and powered armor? The National Security Agency is tracing it, but because the mastermind behind it is dead, there is no progress on many things for the time being."
Harry spread his hands.
"Look, Colonel Rhodes, it's really not my fault. I'm just a good businessman."
The information at hand made Rhodes very uneasy, and he was keenly aware that the things behind this might not be that simple.
Harry patted his shoulder: "But you don't have to worry too much. Osborn's new power armor will be on the market soon. This time it uses plutonium-235, and the armor has also been upgraded."
After hearing this, Rhodes turned sideways and looked over: "How much is it?"
Harry spread his hands and said, "Anyway, you can definitely afford it. The battery is the same as before, so don't worry."
After talking about this, a group of soldiers appeared, menacingly, as if they were here to arrest people.
"Uh, Colonel, is there anything else the military wants me to do? Today is the day when ctOS goes online in Manhattan, and I want to go back and participate in the silhouette ceremony."
Rhodes shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.
"Mr. Osborn, you are requested to appear immediately before the Senate Armed Services Committee."
"Now?"
The soldier nodded expressionlessly.
Harry also wanted to ask for some detailed information, but the other party was obviously not well-intentioned. None of the participants could comment on the content of the meeting.
"I'll escort Mr. Osborn." Rhodes also felt that something was wrong and suggested.
"I'm sorry, Colonel, but the committee assigned us the escort."
It seemed that he had no choice but to go. Harry touched his chin. He didn't know what tricks Hydra wanted to play.
Do you want to accuse yourself of treason?
Under the escort of the soldiers, Harry got into the truck heading to the White House.
The atmosphere in the car was so dull that one even thought they were trying to kidnap Harry.
He couldn't understand. The hearing didn't work for Tony, so how could they think it would work for them?
Soon, Harry arrived at the door of the White House. The place was not as lively as the last time Harry came, and he didn't know how many people were invited by Hydra.
Harry sat where Tony had sat, and the person in charge of presiding over the hearing was still the same Senator Stern.
"We meet again, Mr. Osborn."
Harry ignored him and controlled Lenin to enter the surrounding broadcast equipment from the ground.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Osborn, that this hearing was held suddenly and did not give you much time to prepare."
Although he said he was sorry, the fat-headed and big-eared Senator Stern was obviously very proud.
"You should indeed be sorry. I must remind you that your job is to serve taxpayers, especially good law-abiding citizens like me, not to waste their time and pull them over for any hearing."
Harry turned on his cell phone, but there was no signal. It seemed like they had done something.
"My job is to keep American citizens safe at all times, but the Osborn Group appears to have made some very serious mistakes."
Harry ignored his words, and soon Lenin found the source of the interference, which was a small signal jammer hidden on the roof.
Lenin disabled the device with ease, and Harry now knew what they were doing.
The signal jammer caused a delay in the live broadcast. The reporters on the scene were all their own, and during the delay, the team behind the scenes played a trick of cutting one line from three rounds.
For example, in the first sentence, Harry's words were shortened to "I don't have time for any hearings."
Stern's line "I didn't give you much time to prepare" was also cut.
As soon as the mobile phone had signal, Harry called Norman.
Seeing Harry take out the phone, the expression on Stern's face became wonderful - how come these Osborn Starks each have tricks they don't know about?
"Sir, as much as I would like to continue, the holding of this hearing does not seem to be in accordance with the process, and I believe that other members will soon notice this issue."
"Until then, please allow me to remain silent for the time being."
Harry leaned back and crossed his legs.
As for the so-called process...in fact, everyone is not following the process.
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Chapter 68: Clown Councilor
"Now, let me welcome the New York congressman and the Illinois congressman, as well as my colleagues on the Armed Services Committee, to this meeting."
Stern clapped his hands and nodded to his two colleagues, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that his smile was a little forced.
"Can we continue, Mr. Osborn?"
With this interruption, the broadcast returned to normal, and Osborn's media quickly arrived at the scene.
"You don't need to ask me, Congressman, I'm just a law-abiding taxpayer. It's just that I remember the last time you held a hearing, you called a weapons expert to help you make a judgment. This time, there's no need?"
"No, no need, thank you for the reminder, but we all know that the Osborn Group has been providing the United States with highly lethal weapons, even comparable to Iron Man..."
"No, no, no, Mr. Congressman, I have to remind you that Iron Man is not a weapon. He is a high-tech prosthetic limb. Have you forgotten? Maybe you should find a weapons expert to help you refresh your knowledge."
The gag about high-tech prosthetics once again amused the audience. Stern patted the conference gavel.
"No matter what you say, power armor is strictly controlled and is prohibited from being sold to any unit that is not qualified to purchase it. However, at the Stark Expo not long ago, the Osborn Group was proven to retain these weapons and formed a considerable scale. Armed..."
"I must remind you, Congressman, first of all, it is the responsibility of the Military Commission to strictly control the power armor in service. Secondly, the power armor at the expo is only for display, they are not 'sold.' If you think this is a buyer-seller relationship, I have to wonder if your brain was bought from your mother through illegal trade. This is a serious illegal organ trade."
"Although the Osborn Group has made some achievements in artificial organ technology, it is still unable to create an artificial brain. I am sorry for that."
The scene was once again amused by Harry's words, and Harry spread his hands.
It was the same scene again. Stern once again thought of the hearing he had prepared for Tony here last time. He cursed in his heart, and then turned on the conference room screen with a smile on his face.
"But how do you explain this?"
As expected, what Stern played was indeed a video of the enemy possessing power armor.
These power armors are almost identical to Osborn's power armor.
This was too coincidental. Yesterday, Rhodes informed him that the enemy was using powered armor, and today the congressman sent him a surprise summons.
"The video shows that our enemy has the power armor of the Osborn Group and is causing a lot of trouble to our troops on the battlefield..."
The appearance of the imitation power armor obviously caught the front line off guard, but Harry scoffed at it:
It can be said that I caught you off guard the first time, but you were beaten violently the second time, so it can only be your problem.
At this moment, Harry's phone rang; it was Tony calling.
"I did you a big favor; how should you thank me?"
"I owe you."
While he was talking, the screen on the TV suddenly changed. In the image, it was Iron Man exchanging fire with several enemies in power armor.
Stern's expression immediately changed, and he stood up anxiously. He wanted someone to pull out the wires, but he suddenly remembered that they pulled out the wires last time and asked Harry to play the video!
Soon, Tony, who was more agile and had the ability to fly, defeated these enemies and dragged them out of the iron shell.
It's just that these people looked frightened and shouted, "They're going to explode."
"Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon, let us now reveal the answer: where did they get these power armors?"
Under the aim of the repulsion cannon, the man quickly said:
"The armor was stolen from an abandoned warehouse where no one was guarding it..."
There was an uproar at the scene.
Harry felt that it must not be simply stolen, because each piece of power armor was strictly guarded.
He is more likely to think that Hydra copied these armors and put them in the ruins for them to steal. This way, even if the military found that someone else produced these power armors, it would be difficult to trace them to Hydra.
It won't be long before Rhodes will know that someone is copying these things.
But this news is enough for now.
"I guess you won't say that I put it there, right? Congressman Stern, this is a free act. Osborn wants to make money."
"Well... I think Mr. Osborn has proven his point. The issue has been resolved, and the Military Commission will..."
Stern took out a tissue from his pocket and frantically wiped the sweat from his face.
"Member, MP," Harry clapped his hands. "I also have to say you're welcome. Look, I helped you find the weak spot in your security system."
"But what I'm trying to say is, are our taxes supporting people like you?"
"The Osborn Group has paid billions of dollars in taxes to the government over the past year, and now you're dumping your responsibility on me?"
Stern turned into a pig liver face, and he became a clown again in this hearing. Maybe the media will have to give him a nickname—Congressman Clown.
Harry knew it was time for this hearing to end.
"The Osborn Group invented artificial organs in the past year, saving thousands of lives, and launched the Biological Era Project to save many people who were born with genetic diseases;"
"Powered armor has received rave reviews during several terrorist attacks. You should see what the American people have to say about it, so that you can remember that the American people chose you to become a senator!"
"Not to mention that Osborn achieved controllable nuclear fusion for the first time, giving the United States the most advanced energy technology that will surpass other countries for decades!"
"Now you actually blame the Military Commission's mistakes on strategic equipment management issues on me?"
"I made this country more advanced."
The crowd clapped their hands, and Harry's words were true. Just as they agreed with Tony, they also recognized the outstanding achievements of the Osborn Group in the past year.
Harry stood up and put on a rather gentlemanly smile.
"You know what? It's Congress that owes me a Medal of Excellence, not that I owe you anything."
Perhaps it was because Stern was widely reported by reporters after he used swear words last time. This time, he did not use swear words again and could only keep nodding with a stiff smile.
"Okay, let's break up the meeting, everyone."
Harry turned around and walked through the middle of the road cleared by the crowd. This time, many military bosses arrived at the hearing.
Looking at the gray hair on the heads of these big guys, Harry hugged and shook hands with them cordially.
These military bosses have all used the Osborn Group's weakened version of the activity enhancer, and they all want to ask Harry for a refill.
Having experienced the excellent life-prolonging effect of active enhancers, they had long since become Osborn's loyal fans. Harry also needed these old guys, at least in the next few years.
Take what you need.
[Task Release: Power]
[Task content: Control more than 50% of the power in the United States]
[Progress bar: 28%]
The power in the hands of these old men is not small, but if they want to exceed the 50% value, they still need to continue to work hard.
But the moment they walked out of the conference hall, news came from Lenin and Aiden.
Someone is hacking into the ctOS server in Manhattan.
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Chapter 69: ctOS Trial
Harry returned to New York immediately.
It's peaceful here, and the ctOS trial run was successful. Regardless of public opinion, at least the city's efficiency has greatly improved.
Now it gets interesting.
Looking at the surveillance video, the person who invaded the ctOS server was a strong man who seemed to be an expert in operations.
He may have thought that his actions were very covert, but he was still captured once by ctOS, and then he was targeted by Aiden.
But Harry didn't let Aiden handle the agent.
Then Lenin discovered that someone had uploaded the program to the server without permission.
Harry sat in the control center of ctOS; he was the only one here now.
In the server, Lenin clearly felt the unusual level jump. The program was copying information and attempting to send it to the outside world.
Hydra had written this program into the ctOS server before the trial run. This was their real purpose.
A super control system that would soon be rolled out across the United States.
If nothing else, Hydra would help Osborn promote this thing because they had already uploaded Dr. Zola's program into the system.
Dr. Zola is Hydra's top scientist, equivalent to Hydra's Howard Stark.
After World War II, he was recruited by Project Paperclip. Although his body was dead, his consciousness was uploaded to an abandoned military base on the east coast through a special method.
It is a real information life, not some artificial intelligence.
There are many ways to transmit information, and for information life, this is how they survive.
Dr. Zola lives in a large computer made in the 20s. He relies on electricity to survive.
From this point of view, Lenin completely restrained him, especially since the program in the server was not Dr. Zola himself. At worst, it could be physically formatted.
After sitting in front of the server for a long time, Harry decided not to clear Dr. Zola's program yet.
Hydra must have thought they had obtained the highest authority over the system, but software authority meant nothing to Lenin.
Sending them filtered information might allow Hydra to do work for them without their knowledge.
And it can also prevent this group of energetic underground parties from bothering him anymore.
.....
After deciding on a countermeasure, Harry came to Manhattan, and it was time to start ctOS.
"Gentlemen and ladies, today we will see our cities become smarter."
Harry and Norman stood in the center.
"I believe everyone here has downloaded the ctOS software; now turn on your mobile phone."
As soon as he finished speaking, exclamations came from the audience:
When they turned on their mobile phones, the world in front of them seemed to have been digitized.
Huge amounts of data were uploaded to the server, and everyone was planned by a higher power.
"I know many of you have been skeptical about this system, so now let's put it to the test."
Harry checked the time.
"20 kilometers away, an ambulance will leave in 1 minute. Does anyone know how long it takes for this ambulance to get here under normal circumstances?"
Someone raised their hands in cooperation: "I am an ambulance driver. If the situation is good, it will be one hour. Of course, it is obviously not a good time now."
The time now is 12:30 noon, which is indeed not a convenient time for transportation.
"It seems that everyone is deeply aware of this. Let me tell you that during this time in New York over the past year, the average speed of cars was 8 kilometers per hour."
"Of course, the ambulance has the right of way. Even if everyone evacuates, according to the gentleman, it will take an hour in the best-case scenario."
"And now, ctOS tells me it only takes 17 minutes for the car to arrive...it's off, so we'll see."
On the big screen, an ambulance left the hospital, and Norman specially arranged a helicopter to follow and report.
At the moment the ambulance left, all the traffic lights completed their planning, and the ambulance traveled smoothly.
When the time came to 15 minutes, the people present could already hear the sound of police sirens in the distance, and they all expressed their admiration.
"See, this is very convenient, and this benefit will eventually be fed back to each of you users!"
"More than that, under the surveillance of this system, no criminal can hide. Now you can sleep with your door open at night, and you will see it soon."
After Harry finished speaking, he handed the microphone to Norman.
"I'm glad I chose Osborn—if that sounds a bit disingenuous."
There was cheerful laughter from the audience. Thanks to these incidents, the Osbornes already had many fans.
Standing in front of the stage, Norman lowered his head and pondered his emotions for a while.
"I need to apologize to everyone for what happened the last few times."
As soon as Norman finished speaking, someone in the audience responded.
"It's not your fault, Governor; we saw those big guys from the National Guard, and without them, my son and I would have died in there."
This statement was obviously approved by others, and many people were nodding in agreement.
These extras are very dedicated—but nothing they say is a lie.
"But anyway, if the National Guard hadn't happened to be nearby at that time, the riot could have caused a lot of casualties," Norman continued.
"The National Guard can't keep practicing every day, and we need to do a better job of defending our cities."
"And that's the second thing I stand here to announce today."
The screen on the booth switched to a document authorized and approved by the state assembly.
"With the support of your constituents and the state Legislature, New York State will pass the following legislation:"
"The National Guard will have temporary patrol stations throughout New York City, and these stations will be set up next to the civil defense measures in the center of each borough."
"At the same time, 24-hour surveillance will be installed near these inspection points. To reassure voters, citizens can check these cameras at any time through the ctOS system."
"Our city will be indestructible, and anyone who dares to step into this city to cause destruction will feel the wrath of New York State!"
"God bless America, God bless New York."
"God bless America, God bless New York!"
Most of the people present were supporters of Osborn and Norman, and these people were in high spirits.
A series of bills passed not only gave the National Guard the right to enter the city but also strengthened the relationship between Osborn and the militia.
In spirit, it is very similar to the federal Patriot Act, which blurs some civil rights for the purpose of counter-terrorism. Although the federal government has some opinions, it has little impact.
The only opposition comes online, but as long as no one takes to the streets to protest, that's not a problem.
These so-called temporary inspection points were actually urban bunkers built under the auspices of Osborn. Norman had absolute command over the National Guard stationed in the city.
This is big news.
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Chapter 70: Nick Fury Visits
"Sir, Osborne has turned New York into their backyard. Don't we need to investigate?"
Inside S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury is asking his superiors for instructions.
In his opinion, the Osborne Group had reached a point where it was necessary to penetrate and monitor. After his report was submitted, the higher-ups were originally inclined to investigate, but they suddenly changed their minds for some unknown reason.
"The actions of the Osborne Group are currently fully within the scope of the law, and the risk of exposure is high if we act rashly."
"Really? Is it legal for the National Guard to be stationed in the city?"
"Do I need to remind you that states have a considerable degree of autonomy?"
"Isn't this the reason why we launched the targeted plan? They control the executive power, legislative power, and judicial power in New York. The recently popular blind lawyer is also one of Osborne's people!"
Alexander Pierce, the superior Nick was speaking to, fell silent upon hearing this.
"Now that they have ctOS, they're monitoring everyone! We need to monitor Osborne."
Nick stood up with his hands on the table, staring at the person on the screen.
After a while, Alexander said slowly, "This is why I don't want you to rush into covert operations. That system greatly increases the possibility of our agents being exposed. We cannot conflict with Osborne head-on."
"What's going on with the undercover agent?"
Hearing this, Nick fell silent for a moment.
"Things are improving, but the latest reports indicate an increased risk of rebellion."
"It's amazing..." Alexander sighed, turning back to Osborne. "After the last contact, he didn't seem to be too hostile to us. Let's focus on friendly contact."
The conversation ended, leaving Nick sitting alone in the office.
S.H.I.E.L.D. had two contacts with Harry. Once, Natasha contacted Harry in Hell's Kitchen but seemed to show boredom towards Natasha.
The second time, Agent Coulson contacted Harry at a Stark charity dinner, but the result was not ideal either—he even mentioned S.H.I.E.L.D.'s underground base in New York.
Later, the agency planned to move the New York underground base to Chicago, but Chicago was also disrupted by Harry, and now it has become a loyal supporter of the Osborne family.
Now it seems that it is impossible to conduct activities in New York secretly. Even as Osborne becomes more powerful, future activities on the East Coast of the United States may require Osborne's consent.
It's time for him, the boss of S.H.I.E.L.D., to come forward and contact Osborne.
.....
ctOS has been operating in Manhattan for several weeks, and the response has been very positive, which has accelerated the efficiency of the system's promotion in New York.
Lenin is also working hard to learn from ctOS how to process data.
"Well... now I want to find a man who is blind in one eye, has little sparkle, and is well-dressed."
Lenin quickly transmitted back to Harry surveillance footage of objects that matched the description as requested.
Although Harry felt that this description should only apply to William Rollins in all of New York, there were actually several people who looked like this, and several of them were young people who were cosplaying.
"Very good, now I think... Well, a black man with an eyepatch on his left eye, wearing a black fur coat and bald, there should be no other targets this time, right?"
Soon, Harry was under surveillance by his target, Nick Fury.
What surprised him was that the one-eyed man was walking towards the door of Osborne Tower.
"Hurley, are you there? Did a one-eyed black man make an appointment with you today?" Harry called the internal phone.
"One-eyed black man? No, I've never seen such a person."
"Is that so? When he comes later, just ask him to come up and see me."
"What? I mean, how did you know that such a person would come to you?"
"I saw him." Harry hung up the phone.
Within a few minutes, Nick Fury arrived, led by Hurley.
"Harry, you said... well, one-eyed black man. Should I go back to work now?"
Hurley's eyes kept wandering between Nick and Harry before finally returning to work at Harry's signal.
Nick Fury naturally took a cup of coffee from the beverage machine at the door and then sat on the sofa.
"I like that snack machine very much. It was made when I was in junior high school. It has Coke, coffee, tea, wine, and some other things... you have everything you want. Tony came here once, and he liked cheeseburgers."
Harry also poured a cup of tea from the snack machine.
Nick looked at the tea in Harry's hand. "Pu'er ripe tea. I've always felt that this drink is not very popular among young people."
Harry spread his hands. "I like cultural stuff; you should know that."
This was obviously the first time the two met, but they acted as if they knew each other very well—like old friends who had known each other for several years.
Nick took a sip of coffee but looked at Harry without saying a word.
Harry felt that the king of secret agents was here to show off his cards, so he was not in a hurry. He liked to play Zen, so he would play along.
"You already knew about us."
"Well, it depends on how you define 'know.'" Harry was not in a hurry. "If you're talking about your names and the underground base in New York, then I do know you."
"But if what you mean by 'knowing' is like you placing agents inside others and secretly monitoring them, then you don't know. Osborne doesn't have agents."
Harry said this very conservatively. In fact, he knew everything, but it didn't make much sense to expose too much right now. Even if he told Nick now, "You have Hydra inside," and Nick went to check it out, what next?
If it weren't for the superhero buffs of Captain America and Black Widow in the plot, Nick would have no chance of making a comeback.
Harry would not conflict with them now; everything would have to wait until after the Battle of New York.
After World War II, Howard established the Strategic Science Corps, the predecessor of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Norman Osborne would be a completely different president after the Battle of New York—and would naturally have his own "game."
Harry wanted to convey two meanings with these words: I am unhappy with you because you are spying on me, but I didn't reveal what you were doing just to give you face, so don't push too hard.
These two meanings were indeed conveyed to Nick, and he also came to another conclusion: Osborne did not know as much about S.H.I.E.L.D. as he thought.
Although that's what Harry wanted him to think.
Whether it is S.H.I.E.L.D. or Hydra, dealing with them now is not worth the gain, so it is best not to interfere with each other.
Nick turned sideways like an old man who had been sitting for a long time and then produced a piece of information from nowhere.
"I see what you mean, Mr. Osborne, and we can be friends."
Not surprisingly, Nick is here to show his kindness.
Harry took the file, and luckily it wasn't the "List of S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents Stationed in Osborne."
That would have been a real loss of face.
"Cross-species genetics research, top secret, S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
Harry looked at Nick again. The bald man didn't say anything but just motioned for Harry to open it and take a look.
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Chapter 71: Friendly Meeting
This was indeed a pleasant surprise.
Harry now liked Nick a lot. It seemed that he still understood the basic principles of life.
The information revealed that Richard Parker and Mary Parker, Peter Parker's biological parents, were a pair of talented biologists and botanists.
Their main focus was cancer treatment, and Richard Parker ultimately created an organism that could "repair" the patient's body, which was of epoch-making significance.
In the early stages of research, Norman Osborn noticed Richard Parker and decided to provide him with research funds. It was also with Osborn's sponsorship that Richard produced this organism.
Seeing this, Harry's expression became strange: this so-called "organism" was not the mutant spider. In other words, these two Parkers took Osborn's money and conducted research without showing it to investors?
Nick saw Harry's expression and explained aloud, "After creating living organisms, they found that this technology could not only affect animals but could even affect humans. Although this is dangerous, it is very useful—in the military field."
Harry glanced at Nick after hearing this. He thought it might be better not to say anything. By saying this, wasn't Nick making it clear that Osborn would not use this technology for good?
Nick shrugged shamelessly; that's what he thought. Considering Norman's previous state, this was not impossible.
"Actually, their worries are not unreasonable. Keep reading," Nick said.
Soon, a group of strange men in black came to the door and wanted the Parkers to sell them this technology, but the Parkers felt that they were not good people.
At this moment, SHIELD appeared—they promised to provide protection to the Parkers and not abuse this technology.
As for the Parkers, they believed SHIELD was credible! At the same time, they didn't want to involve Osborn, so they quietly boarded a plane to Los Angeles.
Harry understood what the problem was... poor Mr. and Mrs. Parker, they had trusted the wrong people.
However, on the plane, the Parkers remained heroic and destroyed the organism and research materials.
Before they left, they recommended Connors to continue their experiment, connecting everything.
"I know you have been very close to that boy Parker recently. This is his parents' information. You can decide whether to hand it over to him."
Harry touched the cup. He needed a suitable moment to give this information to Peter.
Continuing to look down, the information also contained some of the Parkers' research results. They obviously had some concerns about SHIELD, and this information was also incomplete.
Dr. Connors would be interested in this.
Harry was quite satisfied with this information. The key point was that Nick's arrival at least showed that SHIELD was willing to show goodwill. It also meant that Hydra believed that ctOS had been hacked by them and would not hinder Osborn in the short term.
After reading the information, Harry asked, "There is one more thing I want to ask you. Do you know this person?"
The holographic projection lit up, and Harry showed the image of the agent who invaded the ctOS server a few days ago.
Nick frowned. "He is our agent. We received intelligence that a... high-risk target appeared in New York."
High-risk target? Several names came to mind, and Harry knew Nick wouldn't share them with him.
"High-risk target, right? Well, I'll just pretend I didn't see it."
Standing up, Harry took the initiative to shake hands with Nick.
"Good cooperation, Commander Nick Fury."
"I didn't say my name, Mr. Osborn, but it was a pleasure to work with you." Before leaving, Nick hesitated, finally deciding to share some news about "high-risk targets" with Harry.
"That target has evidence that he can influence the minds of other people."
At this point, Harry probably knew who it was.
Of course, this target could not be Professor.
The conversation was over.
All in all, his first direct contact with SHIELD was pretty good.
The two parties held a friendly meeting, and the Osborn Group stated that New York SHIELD could continue to work; SHIELD produced a precious collection of information.
The leaders of both sides shook hands cordially. Mr. Nick Fury said that he knew Harry liked cultural and elegant things, so he brought some souvenirs. Harry remarked that since Nick knew him so well, he also brought something: Osborn could open a dedicated energy supply line for his secret base.
Finally, in a harmonious atmosphere, the two sides reached a non-interference agreement, which was truly gratifying.
However, this information was still temporarily kept with Harry. After Norman became president, Peter would have his own place.
"Harry? Is that person gone? What did you talk about?" Hurley walked into the room holding the information. Although there was nothing wrong with her on the surface, she felt a little uneasy in Harry's "Link" vision.
"Nothing, just some... some solutions to issues left over from history. Yesterday, Musk invited me to take a space tour on his rocket. Do you want to join?"
Harry was in a good mood, and this conversation at least showed that things weren't going to be the worst.
"Space? No, I don't have a space dream." Hurley said as she placed the information on Harry's desk.
"Okay, I'm not too confident about his skills... How about going to Kuala Lumpur? We can spend the whole day in the villa—the memories from last time weren't bad."
The last time she referred to was in Paris. The two of them booked a suite in Degarles and indulged for a week, the kind of thing where they were honest with each other.
"Harry, you are now the chairman and CEO. I thought you hadn't forgotten?" Hurley opened the information.
Harry shrugged. He didn't know why, but he felt that he was becoming more and more dedicated recently.
But there were a lot of things going on.
"Washington thinks our electricity prices are too high. Some people are accusing us of creating a monopoly to raise electricity prices and asking us to lower them..."
Harry scratched his head, wondering what these people were up to.
Fusion is indeed clean, sustainable, and cheap, but it doesn't mean it's free.
The electricity price at Osborn is already half of what it was before. What are they doing?
Could it be that some shortsighted person is spreading the news that nuclear fusion is free of charge?
"Let the US Military handle it. If not, I will go directly to the other side of the Pacific to repair the power station," Harry waved his hand.
Capital has no national boundaries. If they don't want the technology, others will.
"That's what I thought too." Hurley said as she sent the already edited email. "The operation of ctOS has been very successful, and the crime rate in New York City dropped several points last month."
Considering that the National Guard had been stationed in the city since Norman came to power, it was indeed a huge breakthrough to be able to reduce it by a few points.
"Good news—but it's expected. When will ctOS be available throughout the city?"
"One month; that's what T-Bone estimates."
Harry nodded; that was good news.
"...Then there are the mechanical prostheses that have just been launched. They are selling well, but some people are cutting off their hands to fit the prostheses—the impact is not very good."
"..." Harry held his forehead, but he couldn't say anything. "The media should be under control."
"I'll just wait for your order—that's it."
Hurley then told Harry about the frenzy to get prosthetic limbs and neural implants.
Harry didn't know what to say about this.
The world seemed to be changing in another direction...
After listening to Hurley's report, Harry finally finished his day's work.
Just when he wanted to relax, his cell phone rang.
"Harry, the new element reactor is completed. You must come and take a look."
It was Dr. Otto. His voice was excited, but you could tell he was a little weak—it looked like he had stayed up a few more nights.
"Okay, doctor, I'll be there soon."
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Chapter 72: Skillful Engineering Ship
A triangle glowing blue.
A blue triangle that can provide huge energy.
Although this thing doesn't look as shocking as Dr. Otto's nuclear fusion, it is still impressive.
Dr. Otto has almost perfectly replicated the Arc reactor on Tony's chest. I wonder if Tony will call Osborn plagiarism after seeing it.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Dr. Otto said.
"Indeed." Harry took the reactor from Dr. Otto's octopus arm.
"The reactor is very stable and efficient as an energy supply. Such a small reactor can produce such high-power energy." Dr. Otto was full of praise for this gadget.
"Is it possible to use it commercially?" Harry asked the key question.
There are many factors that determine whether a new energy source should be commercialized. Not all new energy sources are suitable for commercial use.
The most important consideration is whether it can make money.
Although Tony built the Arc reactor just after returning from Afghanistan, it was actually put into commercial use on the eve of the New York War.
Dr. Otto said it was possible, but not as good as imagined.
"Although this element is extremely efficient when used to supply energy, it is very troublesome to manufacture. If it is used to supply power, the cost may not be much better than the technology we use now. I am not boasting."
It's not impossible either.
Tony connected his Stark Tower to this energy in *Avengers 1.* But only in Stark Tower.
From subsequent conversations between Pepper and him, it seemed like they were selling this energy more to private users than to cities.
Or maybe they didn't have the ability to supply power on a large scale at that time.
Besides, Harry is expected to dig soil on the moon next year, so he might as well use Dr. Otto's next-generation fusion technology.
"So, the best use of this thing is..."
"Military use." Dr. Otto said this with a heavy tone. "Are you going to take it out for military use, Harry?"
"Not now, Doctor." Harry shook his head. "And it has other uses. Doctor, take a broader view, such as aviation. I want to connect a new person."
Harry operated the equipment in the laboratory, and a huge sky ship was projected out of thin air in front of the two of them.
Otto looked at Harry, then at the huge ship, and instantly understood what Harry wanted to do.
Osborn was about to start developing Sky.
Rather than using weapons, Dr. Otto sincerely appreciated Harry's choice.
"Mr. Osborn? The ship has been designed and it should meet all your needs." On the other side of the phone was Philip, an engineer from Osborn Aviation.
"Very good, now introduce your design to Dr. Otto next to me, and then tell him your needs for the energy supply unit." Harry said while sitting aside.
"Dr. Otto? Are you Doctor Octopus? Nice to meet you, doctor! I'm Philip Bennett." Philip looked very happy and wanted to run along the network cable to shake hands with Otto.
"Nice to meet you, Philip, let's get started, shall we?"
With the holographic projection equipment, communication between the two becomes extremely simple.
The huge ship was dismantled bit by bit, revealing the internal power supply lines.
"...The most important part, the thruster, was designed by Mr. Osborn, and I have to say this is something that is an era ahead of the current aerospace technology."
Hearing Philip's words, Otto squinted his eyes and looked at the thruster again, and then looked at Harry:
"Ion thruster?"
Harry nodded. The surprise on Dr. Otto's face was very helpful to him, and he thought that he was now a master of engineering.
Although it is not clear to the outside world, Dr. Otto knows that Osborn has the most advanced superconducting materials in the world.
"I see, let's move on."
As Philip introduced the disassembly, Dr. Otto and Harry nodded again and again. This engineer hired from Hammer Industries obviously had something to offer, and many designs had his own unique insights.
Harry became more and more certain that this person was definitely not an unknown person, but he couldn't remember it clearly.
"Finally, the most important place is here, the energy cabin." Philip's explanation quickly ended.
The energy cabin was larger than Harry imagined, and it seemed that Philip had left room for further modifications.
"Well...it's a little too big, but that's a small problem." Dr. Otto's opinion was similar to Harry's.
This sentence made Philip look forward to the day when the ship would be equipped with energy and fly into the sky—it seemed that Dr. Otto's words convinced him even more.
"Very good, let's finish here today, Philip, and complete the production of the first ship as soon as possible. Dr. Otto, the specifications and output lines of the reactor still need to be adjusted by you."
"Of course, it's my honor." Dr. Otto clicked his claws on his limbs a few times.
"Mr. Osborn, there is one more thing." Philip said suddenly. "I haven't named the spaceship yet."
The engineer was quite good, and Harry didn't expect that he would keep the naming rights to himself.
"In that case... let's call it Voidrunner Type 1."
Philip quickly recorded the name of the spacecraft in his notebook, but he was a little strange:
According to Mr. Osborn, it seems that this large spacecraft is going to be mass-produced?
After finishing the matter here, Harry returned to his laboratory.
He has many talented people who can help him advance technology and company development, but he also has to work hard.
He wants to complete the design of the construction robot on the engineering ship by himself. It will be difficult to start from scratch, but with the system guiding him, this can be regarded as learning at best.
These robots operating in outer space have two universal thrusters for flexible movement in space.
They have six flexible arms that can be used for various tasks such as transportation, assembly, and welding.
After integration, the design of this construction robot can not only be used in the construction industry, but also in industrial production buildings. Harry immediately installed several intelligent robotic arms in his laboratory.
These manipulators are very similar to the intelligent manipulators in Tony's laboratory, but they are not as intelligent.
Time passed quickly, and Harry spent a peaceful month.
Until he saw a piece of news on TV:
"...Rumors were rampant about a violent fight between the US Military and unknown enemies inside Culver University, with two sophomores witnessing the entire incident."
"One of them was a reporter from the school newspaper and he took the footage with his mobile phone."
"That's a huge thing, big, green, super strong..." The student interviewed kept gesturing with his hands.
"The search for the mysterious Hulk has been delayed due to thunderstorms in the national forest."
This is the climax of the Hulk incident.
It seems that General Ross didn't think of a way to put those neural implants into the Hulk.
Or maybe the neural implant was just as Harry thought—useless against the Hulk.
While Harry was still thinking, General Ross called.
"Harry, are you sure those neural implants of yours will work on the subject I describe?"
"Not sure. General, I haven't conducted experiments on that object, so of course I can't be 100% sure."
"And according to your description, the target's muscle density and surface hardness are terrifying. Do you really have a way to get the implant into the designated position? I've seen what happened at Culver University."
Harry took a sip of tea.
General Ross did not answer the question directly, but said: "...Well, it better be useful."
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