30. Life is near
"What is going on?"
After admiring his muscles for five minutes, Peter finally came back to his senses. He reached out to grab the glasses on the table and thought to himself.
Such a huge change was simply a miracle. There must be a reason for it to happen.
But now, Peter had no clue.
He sighed helplessly and put on his glasses, but he was stunned again.
The world behind the glasses was not as clear as before. Instead, it was blurry. Peter's pupils constricted and he quickly took off his glasses. Only then did his vision return to normal.
After repeating this three or four times with a look of surprise, Peter finally confirmed that this strange situation not only increased his physical fitness, but also his vision. He could even see the tiny mouthpart and six legs of a fly flying in the air.
"Could it be…"
His eyes inadvertently glanced at the spider building the web above the door. Peter vaguely realized something.
"When I was at the Osborne Group, I was bitten by a spider. Maybe it was because of this that this happened!”
He understood, and his expression flickered. No one knew what he had thought of.
…………
At the same time, in the Osborne family's villa.
After a long time of hard work, the butler finally contacted Norman through some of the methods he had left behind. When Norman's voice reached his ears, the butler shouted without hesitation,"Master, it's not good. The person who barged into the villa earlier has kidnapped Young Master. He wants you to see him. Otherwise, Young Master's life will be in danger!”
"That bastard, how dare he!"
On the other end, Norman suppressed his anger.
Although he was a villain, selfish and ruthless, he was also worthy of praise. He doted on Harry, his only son, and wanted to give everything to Harry.
Therefore, when he heard that Harry had been kidnapped, Norman, who had always been calm, finally exploded. A ball of anger surged in his heart, and he began to roar like a furious lion.
His expression was unusually ugly. In the forty years since he was born, he had never suffered such a loss. He was attacked, and countless of his subordinates were killed or injured. In the end, his son was taken away, forcing him to escape through a secret passage. This was simply a slap to his face and trampling on his dignity.
Not to mention, Tank had died in his villa. If Magneto knew, he would probably vent his anger on Norman and fall out with him.
However, now was not the time to consider these problems. The real despair Norman faced was that his lifespan was approaching the red line.
Due to his genes, he would not live for long. He would die in a hundred days at most. That was why he desperately urged Dr. Connors to speed up his research. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold on and die before the results were out.
He had thought that even though time was tight, he would still be able to make it. However, he did not expect such a thing to happen. The pain from Qin Mo's piercing of his calf, the series of tortures, and the anger from hearing that Qin Mo had caught Harry, all combined, instantly caused a magical chemical reaction.
Norman felt a sweetness in his throat, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood. As he spat out the blood, his face instantly turned as pale as a sheet of paper. His body swayed and he almost fell to the ground.
The remaining black hair on his head had completely disappeared and was replaced by white hair. More and more wrinkles covered Norman's face. At this moment, he looked no different from an old man in his seventies or eighties.
"It's over. My genes are about to collapse. I'll die in a few days!”
Norman's heart was as clear as a mirror. There was a trace of horror in his eyes. He knew that his life was coming to an end.
"No, I can't die like this. I can't accept this! Harry's not rescued yet, the masked man's true face is still unknown, and my ambition..."
His eyes kept flickering. He gritted his teeth and reached out with difficulty. He fumbled around on the table for a while. After a moment, he grabbed something and pressed it down. A ray of light shot out and a projection screen appeared. On the screen was the butler of the villa.
"Master!"
When the butler saw Norman turn on the video call, he quickly looked up. As soon as he shouted two words, he saw Norman, who had changed greatly and was in a miserable state.
With a sorrowful expression, the butler said in a deep voice,""Master, your genes…"
" I don't have much time left. I have to get Professor Connors to produce the finished product as soon as possible. Otherwise…"
Norman said slowly. After a pause, he continued,"Go to the company and find Dr. Connors immediately. Ask him to bring the healing potion over. No matter what the success rate is, we have to give it a try.”
"Yes, sir!"
The butler didn't dare to disobey Norman, so he immediately replied. After a moment of hesitation, he asked,"Master, are you alright? Do you need my help?”
"No need. Other than taking the potion, I want you to mobilize all your connections and forces to find out who the masked man who broke into the villa is!”
Norman replied coldly, and then he growled hatefully.
"Alright."
As soon as the butler nodded, the video call was hung up. He smiled bitterly and ran out of the villa without hesitation.
Time was precious now. He had to find Dr. Connors as soon as possible to get the potion. Only then could he save Norman's life.
………
The butler drove all the way through several traffic lights, and it took him more than ten minutes to finally arrive at the Osborne Group.
He pushed the security guard away and took the elevator to the second last floor.
"Dr. Connors, how's your research going? Have you developed the healing potion?"
The butler rushed straight to Professor Connors 'office. Before he could open the door, a sentence came out of his mouth.
When he saw the situation in the office clearly, he was a little stunned.
The office was in a mess. There were documents casually thrown on the floor everywhere, and the experimental equipment was placed in a mess. One had to know that Dr. Connors had obsessive-compulsive disorder. Usually, if there was even a little misplacement, he would be anxious for a long time.
His gaze swept across the office, and when the butler saw Dr. Connors, he finally exclaimed,""Dr. Connors? What happened to you?"
"It's nothing. I've been researching for more than 30 hours and finally developed a healing potion!”
Professor Connors was covered in dirt and his body was emitting a foul smell, but his eyes were extremely bright. As soon as the butler finished speaking, he impatiently took out a test tube from the test tube rack and handed it over.
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