Marvel Disassembler

After returning home and closing the door, Arthur placed the small device on the table, activated the projection, and the data immediately spread out.

Arthur starting without wasting any time, the sooner this matter was resolved, the better!

With this resolution in mind, Arthur began his work.

Instead of looking for another lab, he reopened the basement of his house. The small, simple lab was enough for him to do the preliminary calculations.

Before dawn, everything had been calculated.

However, the result left Arthur a bit dazed...

"Was it really that simple?"

The result of the calculation was almost unbelievable.

Although the details of the genetic disease in Harry's family had already been sorted and filed, saving Arthur countless hours, he hadn't expected the result to be even more convenient than he had imagined.

At the beginning of the night, he had taken the wrong approach.

Using the Spider Venom as a basis, he tried to solve the riddle of the disease.

The more he calculated, the more complicated and tedious it became. Everything seemed tangled with no clear solution... until it all collapsed!

Simply using Spider Venom couldn't cure Harry's genetic disease; the most important factor remained in doubt.

Later, Arthur took a different approach, moving away from the limitations of Spider Venom. Using a Perfect Serum, combined with a few fixed equations, everything was easily solved!

"Wasn't this the difficult problem that had stumped two scientists for fourteen years? Or did they just take a completely different approach than I did?"

Arthur thought the latter possibility was likely.

The combination of two DNAs created too many possible outcomes - it became complicated and complex. Sorting out a single solution was no easy task. Even with Arthur's intellect, it would take years of hard work to find the key to the problem.

But the Perfect Serum...

"This Perfect Serum can only be described as a stroke of genius."

Arthur thought back to that night - half-conscious, half-dreaming - when the formula had come to him.

Even now, Arthur couldn't understand how he had come up with it... Was it a brief moment of connection with the truth of the world?

It was pointless to think about it now. Arthur began to organize the materials he had, comparing everything, and decided that tonight he would go to Harry's office, use the OsCorp Industry lab, and extract the serum.

"Then, a series of comparison tests will need to be done!"

Arthur rubbed his forehead, but then looked at the Perfect Serum again.

In a moment of inspiration, he suddenly thought - could the Perfect Serum be used to solve other complex diseases in today's world? Perhaps it could have a remarkable effect?

However, thinking about the complex calculations involved, he scratched his head.

"I don't have time to calculate all these things every day..."

He looked up at the ceiling. "Maybe I should just wait for Thanos... Maybe one day, when Thanos and his elk is done, I can actually spend time in the basement, studying the various possibilities of the Perfect Serum. Then I could start a company to invent serums and drugs to cure deadly diseases. It wouldn't be hard to get rich, and at least I wouldn't have to worry about money to travel the world with Lily... Well, I don't have to worry about money now either."

He suddenly remembered that he still owned 10% of Stark Industries.

Arthur laughed at his previous thoughts as pointless, but if he could help the world, it wasn't such a bad idea. After all, his values were filled with positive energy.

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...

Arthur rested during the day, and there was still no word from Natasha.

He wasn't worried. These things couldn't be rushed. If Natasha was in danger because of his impatience, he certainly didn't want that to happen, so he decided to wait quietly.

As night fell, Arthur returned to OsCorp Industry.

Arthur landed on the roof, and with a quick teleportation, he was instantly in Harry's office.

This time, Harry was sitting at his desk, looking serious and focused.

He was a far cry from the troubled expression he had worn the night before... The only similarity was that Harry still had no idea that Arthur had arrived.

Arthur was in no hurry. He casually found a seat and waited quietly.

From time to time he glanced around, unable to help but marvel at his surroundings.

The office was simple in design, yet unobtrusively luxurious. Even the most inconspicuous objects inthis office held immense value.

Then his gaze returned to Harry.

To be honest, he had no personal connection with Harry.

The two were on completely different levels and should never have crossed paths.

"That little spider sure is handfull" Arthur thought about why he was here - mostly because of that little red spider - and for a moment he couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all.

Even though he didn't feel like a parent, it was different than how it was portrayed in the movies.

From the first time he saw this kid running around the streets with a bunch of punks doing parkour until now, Arthur had to admit that he felt a bit like a mentor.

The reason he had come to Harry this time was simply to undo the tragedy that had befallen the little spider.

But of course, the little spider had no idea.

"Am I doing a good deed anonymously? Should I put it in my diary?" Arthur wondered, nodding to himself.

Perhaps his movement was a little too abrupt, but it finally caught Harry's attention.

When Harry saw Arthur, he almost jumped out of his seat, but after recognizing him, he sighed in relief. "You're here?"

"Yep, I'm here," Arthur nodded. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing much, just some company business..." Harry looked at Arthur, not sure what to say next. He casually added, "Some people don't seem to like me."

"Your company's top executives are old enough to be your parents or grandparents. How could they like a twenty-year-old brat becoming their boss?" Arthur shrugged. "Didn't you know this? Why did you relax afterward?"

"...Looks like you know everything," Harry said, his expression turning serious as he looked at Arthur. "Did you plan to make a deal with me from the start?"

"Don't make it sound so bad... My intentions are noble and pure," Arthur replied, standing up. He casually tossed the items he had taken from the office yesterday to Harry. "Take a look for yourself."

Harry stared at Arthur for a few seconds before opening the projection. Within ten minutes, his breathing became rapid, his eyes bloodshot, and his hands started shaking.

The state he was in... it was like he was having a breakdown!

(End of Chapter)

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