Dr. Connors was slightly surprised.
He gave Harry a questioning look.
"You know Peter?"
Harry lowered his head and smiled faintly: "Yeah. We went to school together for a few years when we were kids. After I went abroad, we lost touch. Back then, we were really close."
"Is he an expert in biology?"
Dr. Connors shook his head.
"No, no. He's a high school student like you, with about two months left before graduation."
"But I've talked to him before. He has unique insights into cross-species genetics. Since we're stuck at a bottleneck now, why not consider more opinions? It might help us break through."
Dr. Connors didn't deny that he was grasping at straws.
After all, there was no other choice.
As he said, he was probably the person in the world who wanted this technology to succeed the most.
This research had consumed a huge amount of his time and energy.
Ever since returning from the battlefield, he had devoted himself to biological research.
While others were busy enjoying cigarettes and alcohol, he was in the library reading papers and reports.
While others were spending time with their wives, he was dissecting lab mice in the laboratory.
While others were with their families, he had already experienced countless failures.
Dr. Connors always appeared easygoing to others, but that didn't mean he didn't have a fire burning inside him!
He desperately needed a success!
At the beginning of this research, his goal was simply to heal his own disability.
But now, the desire for success had become an obsession in his heart.
"By the way, it's been a long time since I last saw Peter. I wonder if he still remembers me, his old friend."
Harry forced a bitter smile.
Looking at the Oscorp building in front of him, this was the business empire his father had built.
If he died, the entire Oscorp would fall into someone else's hands.
He couldn't accept that!
He absolutely couldn't!
...
"Is it really necessary to train so hard that you end up like this?"
Gwen's two fair, long legs were draped over Peter's lap.
What was a girlfriend?
A girlfriend was someone you could do anything to, and she wouldn't get mad.
Including, but not limited to, giving her a leg massage.
The two lay on the bed, Gwen eating chips and watching TV while enjoying Peter's massage service.
She couldn't help but feel grateful for Peter's presence.
Even without any filters, Gwen had a soft spot for Peter.
Who could resist a tall, well-built, gentle, and handsome guy?
Just then, Peter's phone screen lit up.
He picked it up and felt a little puzzled.
"What's wrong, Peter?"
"Nothing. Do you remember Dr. Connors?"
"Of course, I do."
"What does he want from you?"
Peter shook his head: "He didn't say specifically. He just wants to meet tomorrow at the Oscorp building."
"Well, I don't have anything planned for tomorrow anyway."
"I'll go and see what he wants."
After saying that, Peter couldn't suppress his desires any longer. As a normal man, sitting next to a beautiful girl wearing hot pants and showing off her long, fair legs, anyone would feel parched.
"Gwen, I think we could try something..."
"Huh?"
Gwen was stunned but quickly realized what he meant.
Her face turned visibly red.
As a normally developed girl with a boyfriend—a very handsome one at that—she had thought about certain things before.
But she was still a little scared.
For her, fear outweighed anticipation at this moment.
What if she got pregnant?
Would she have to attend classes while taking care of a baby?
Would she have to set an alarm to feed the baby while wandering the streets of New York?
Gwen wasn't ready for that kind of life yet.
So, she said apologetically: "Peter, can you give me a little more time?"
"It won't be too long. I need to ask my mom about some things."
"Gwen, you're already 18."
"I know, but I'm just not ready yet. Don't worry, it won't take too long."
Peter asked curiously: "What are you going to tell your mom?"
"I'll just say Peter wants to..."
Peter: "..."
...
Although Peter didn't know exactly what Dr. Connors wanted, it wasn't hard to guess his intentions—it was definitely related to the cross-species genetics experiment.
"Never mind, don't say it."
"Let's just sleep."
The next morning, while Gwen was still asleep, Peter had already taken a taxi to Oscorp.
"Hello, Peter."
Dr. Connors extended his left hand to shake Peter's as he entered.
"Hello, Dr. Connors."
"Why did you ask me to come?"
Peter got straight to the point.
"Have a seat."
Dr. Connors gestured for Peter to sit down and brought him a cup of coffee.
"You know, I've been researching biological gene transfer engineering."
"Like we discussed last time, using certain animal genes to replace human genes."
As expected.
Peter wasn't wrong. Dr. Connors had called him here for this.
But this wasn't Peter's area of expertise, and he didn't have any good suggestions.
In fact, he wanted to stop Dr. Connors from continuing this research.
After all, in the movies, Dr. Connors turned into the Lizard because of this experiment.