"Food?"
After merging with the Mysterious Monster's genes, Norman Osborn's formerly frail body was now brimming with vitality. The hereditary disease that plagued his family vanished, and he was energetic, sharp-witted, and in the best possible condition, aside from becoming something… other.
He now possessed a Reactor-like Organ within him, capable of digesting radioactive substances. His muscular, nervous, endocrine, circulatory, and digestive systems had all undergone a complete transformation to harness the near-limitless power of atomic energy.
At this moment, very little of Norman Osborn remained human.
He swallowed the entire radioactive source, and the Reactor-like Organ immediately digested it, releasing powerful nuclear energy that his internal organs absorbed.
Norman Osborn's gaunt frame, a result of prolonged bed rest, visibly bulked up. His skeletal torso began to develop muscle definition. Tough, black scales covered his entire body.
Sharp dorsal fins pierced through the scales on his spine, emerging from his back, and a long tail swayed behind him.
After absorbing the nuclear energy from the radioactive source, his monstrous transformation, which had been interrupted by a lack of energy, resumed. Unfortunately, this amount of nuclear energy was only enough to transform him to this extent. If he wanted to achieve the enormous size of the Mysterious Monster, he would need more radioactive sources!
"I no longer need to get energy from these lowly foods. Nuclear energy, only nuclear energy can make me stronger!"
He stuck out his tongue, licking each finger, not missing any possible remaining debris.
Unlike the Lizard Serum, he didn't develop a new consciousness after injecting the Mysterious Monster's genes. Norman Osborn still retained his independent consciousness; the injected genes could only subtly influence him.
He even enjoyed being subconsciously changed. The personality that belonged to a human was no longer worthy of this powerful and perfect body.
Dr. Lada shivered. When he was reviewing the Mysterious Monster's data, he had wondered what sustained such a huge size.
Creatures the size of a blue whale need to consume about four tons of food a day. Based on its weight, if the Mysterious Monster's diet was similar to a blue whale's, it would need to eat about two thousand tons of food a day.
This was simply not realistic. Even if the Mysterious Monster spent all its time hunting, it would be difficult to replenish the energy needed for a day's activities.
It turned out that this monster actually fed on radioactive materials. No wonder it could grow to such an exaggerated size.
"Locate all nuclear power plants and ballistic missile bases around New York City."
Norman Osborn said with a somewhat greedy tone, confirming that this body was far from reaching its limit. As long as there was a constant supply of nuclear energy, he could continuously grow stronger.
Dr. Lada's pupils constricted. He quickly guessed Norman Osborn's intentions. Such a daring plan was simply courting death. Nuclear power plants would be manageable, but ballistic missile bases were among the most heavily defended places in America.
Perhaps only a being as powerful as the Green Goblin could force their way in.
"This is too dangerous, Mr. Osborn. Perhaps we could try acquiring them from the market first."
He cautiously phrased his words.
"Are you doubting my strength, Freddy?"
Norman Osborn's voice immediately became somewhat stern.
"No… of course not… Mr. Osborn… it's just that acquisitions are a more stable approach."
The Osborn Group, as one of the U.S. military's weapon manufacturers, has legal acquisition qualifications and can acquire nuclear fuel through legal channels.
Weapons-grade uranium is impossible, but ammonium diuranate (commonly known as yellowcake) can still be purchased.
"Are you stupid enough to think the current Osborn Group can still buy these things? Or do you think I don't know the situation outside, trying to deceive me?"
Norman Osborn exuded a terrifying aura, directly scaring Dr. Lada to the ground.
Although he had been in a paralyzed state before, seemingly without any consciousness, he was actually very clear-headed and understood everything outside through Dr. Lada.
The Osborn Group was finished; it was impossible to buy nuclear fuel anymore.
"Yes… Mr. Osborn… I will investigate immediately… The Osborn Group's database seems to have relevant information… We once won bids for several maintenance projects for the Pentagon's intercontinental ballistic missiles."
Dr. Lada quickly demonstrated his value. He felt that if he hesitated even for a moment longer, Norman Osborn would kill him.
The Mysterious Monster seemed to possess an extremely strong sense of territoriality; it could clearly sense enemies invading its territory. Having the Mysterious Monster's genes, Norman Osborn also possessed this ability.
The moment the Green Goblin entered the vicinity of New York City, the instinct he inherited from the Mysterious Monster awakened. This instinct almost frantically urged him to drive the Green Goblin out of his territory.
The chaos caused by the Lizardmen, the battle between the MK2 Armor and the Green Goblin, he perceived it all clearly.
Especially after the Green Goblin unleashed his full strength, the restless instinct suddenly shrank, as if frightened. Then came a surge of pure, all-consuming rage.
The genes within him seemed unable to tolerate such a weak self.
Norman Osborn walked to the bookshelf, twisted a mechanism, and the two rows of bookshelves immediately slid smoothly to both sides, revealing a metal passage leading directly underground.
"The preparations I've made are far more than what you see on the surface."
He sneered, walking into the underground passage.
The Osborn Manor's basement had long been hollowed out, with more than one underground laboratory. This particular basement was Norman Osborn's most secret lab, a backup plan for the Lizard Serum.
A grotesque Power Armor stood in the underground lab. Unlike Tony Stark's MK series, it was filled with a fantastical quality, resembling a goblin from European mythology. Beside the Power Armor was a personal flying device, similar to a skateboard. Rows of Pumpkin Bombs were neatly arranged nearby.
Norman Osborn broke through a preservation cabinet and retrieved a vial of serum.
The serum's color was a gorgeous pale green, as clear and translucent as jade.
"Trash."
He crushed the vial with his bare hand, letting the serum flow through his fingers. These enhancement serums were all failures, not only with limited enhancement but also with various side effects.
"I am perfect now. I will become the god of the New World!"
Norman Osborn laughed maniacally.
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