Marvel Disassembler

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"There is no need for me to prove anything. It all depends on whether you... want to live or die."

Arthur's tone was light, almost indifferent, and it looked as if he was completely at ease.

"Even without your help, I'm not going to die!!!"

Harry was furious. He slammed his hands on the desk and glared at Arthur, his eyes brimming with frustration and defiance.

Arthur laughed heartily. "No, no, no, you misunderstand. If you don't need my help, then you will definitely die."

With that, a gun appeared in his hand as he spoke. "Because I will shoot you."

Harry's mouth dropped open. What the hell was this? If I don't cooperate, you're going to kill me?

Seeing the stunned look on the young man's face, Arthur couldn't help but laugh. "Look at that, how interesting. You have a genetic disease. If you don't cooperate with me, if you don't let me help you, there is a high chance that you will die. So instead of letting you struggle in the depths of pain, I might as well just kill you now. It's better than letting you suffer for no reason. Of course, if you choose to cooperate with me, you have a much better chance of surviving... I can't guarantee how much, but it's definitely better than what you think. The most important thing is that if we cooperate, we can make a deal that's in your favor. For example, if you die during our cooperation, I get nothing. That should put your mind at ease.

Harry plopped down in his chair and stared blankly for a moment, unsure of what to say next.

After a long pause, he finally raised his head and looked at Arthur. "You're really that confident?"

"No, actually I'm not confident at all. But at least I have a direction..." Arthur looked at the things on the desk and sighed slightly. "I know your father left you a treasure, but unfortunately it now seems that even if there's gold inside, it's coated with poison. Compared to that, my solution might be safer..."

"What do you plan to do?"

"This is none of your business. Just wait and see." Arthur said. "Right now I need to hear your decision."

"I don't have a choice." Harry's face darkened as he looked at the weapon in Arthur's hand. "What do you want me to do?"

"Interesting..." Arthur said. "Since that's the case, let's work out an agreement..."

With that, he took off his mask and smiled. "To show my sincerity, let me show you my face first."

"...I have no interest in a man's face!"

Harry grabbed the computer and began to draft a contract.

The content was simple, although there were some parts that Arthur had to fill in. 

For example, what exactly did he want?

In truth, Arthur had never thought about that. He hadn't come here tonight with the intention of making a deal with Harry. He had simply hoped to resolve this situation in the simplest way possible, by preventing the creation of the second Green Goblin from the very beginning.

But he hadn't expected Harry's strange personality to lead to this result.

After a moment of thought, Arthur grinned. "What do you value most? Your life... or your wealth?"

"Life, which can be lost at any time. Since that's the case..."

Arthur laughed and said, "I want all the... OsCorp Industry stock you have!"

'Bang!'

Harry slammed his hand down on the table, his whole face twitching.

Arthur watched him calmly, expecting a refusal, but after a few more twitches, Harry gritted his teeth and said, "I agree. I'll trade you the entire OsCorp industry! As long as you let me live, I'll give you everything I have, no strings attached!"

Arthur blinked. "That is impressive! As expected of you, I should say? Some people in this world would rather die young with gold in their hands than live poor for a hundred years. But with your skills, even if you lose OsCorp Industry, you won't have any trouble standing out in the future."

"My father was able to create the huge OsCorp Industry, why can't I do the same?"

Harry's emotions had settled to a peaceful state as he looked at Arthur with calm eyes. 

"But remember, the terms of this contract are very clear. You must cure my genetic disease completely, from the root. Otherwise you will get nothing."

"I think we can add one more clause."

Arthur smiled. "During the treatment process, you cannot accept anyone else's help or try to solve your internal problems by any other means. If you do, and your genetic structure undergoes any changes, the consequences could be irreversible."

"Alright!"

Harry's breath was heavy, but it wasn't empty or without resolve.

The more assertive Arthur became, the more Harry believed what he was saying.

As he had already pointed out, Harry really had no choice.

Arthur's negotiating tactics were extremely ruthless - violent, even kidnapping.

You don't agree?

No problem, I'll just kill you!

The result was simple: Agree or Die...

If he agreed, there was still a chance of survival. If he died, everything would be lost.

And he was only twenty; he wasn't ready to leave this world so soon.

...

No matter what, both sides had come to an agreement. Even though Harry was somewhat reluctant, everything had already been decided.

Arthur took Harry's account privileges and related items. To secure them, he even made a special trip to the underground vault and obtained a vial of Spider Venom.

It was this substance that created Spider-Man.

But it would never be able to create another.

With everything in place, Arthur said his goodbyes and told Harry, "If all goes well, we should have a conclusion tomorrow. Whether you live or die will be decided within a few days... In the meantime, I suggest you concentrate on the company. After all, it will be mine in the future."

"What do you mean?"

Harry furrowed his brow, sensing that something was wrong with Arthur's words.

"Take a closer look..." Arthur shook his head helplessly. "Be more alert."

With that, he didn't say another word. His figure flashed and disappeared from Harry's office, soaring into the air.

Harry was left alone in the office. After a long time, he slumped into his chair, feeling completely drained.

"How can I possibly fight against someone like him?"

A sense of helplessness filled his body, his mind racing with thoughts.

In the end, he closed his eyes and murmured, "A few days… I can wait... I can wait..."

(End of this chapter)