Chapter 31

Lockheed is a high-ranking aviation manufacturing company in the United States, known for its advanced aerospace and defense products. Aston Martin, on the other hand, is renowned for its luxury cars, a name familiar to many.

"Then it looks like I got a bargain," Merlin said, looking around and noticing that the equipment was still very new and hardly used. He nodded with satisfaction and proceeded to transfer the money.

Of course, Merlin had bought the aircraft manufacturing plant to develop helicopters and fighter jets. Aircraft development requires a large area and specialized equipment, which differs from the needs for vehicles and weapons. If it were just the engine, the requirements would be different.

"It's indeed a big deal, but what I didn't expect was that you actually wanted to rent this factory," Happy said, a bit surprised as he saw the payment confirmation on his phone. He remembered that Merlin was still a high school student. Recently, Merlin had developed an electromagnetic pulse transmitter and received $10 million for it. Happy knew about this due to the ongoing cooperation with his boss's company.

What surprised Happy was Merlin's courage to rent an aviation factory on his own. Happy recalled that at Merlin's age, he was still drooling over the cheerleading goddess every day.

"I want to look into this," Happy said, clearly impressed but curious.

"Do you need help? I can find some for you," Happy offered.

"No, not needed yet," Merlin replied confidently.

After completing the formalities, Happy left the aviation manufacturing factory. Although Stark was urged by Captain Rhodes to go to Afghanistan, Pepper in the company still needed his protection.

Merlin stayed behind to start up the equipment. He began re-planning the production line and installing intelligent robotic arms. The factory's advanced technology allowed him to streamline the setup process and ensure everything was in place for the research and development phase.

Merlin stayed in the workshop until evening, taking a short break to adjust his mental state. He thought about heading to the Osborne Building to study the serum with Gwen. For now, he temporarily closed the factory door and left quickly on his motorcycle.

Due to the high population in Brooklyn, gang fights almost never stop at night. Therefore, Merlin rode his motorcycle very fast on the street without any pause. Only a red line could be seen as his phantom flashed across the street.

However, just as he was passing through a secluded suburb, a Ford Mustang suddenly sped from directly across the street and accelerated towards Merlin. Inside the car, a pale and arrogant young man wearing a black vest, with a cigarette in his mouth, stared at him excitedly, stepping on the accelerator to the maximum. The black Ford Mustang roared loudly like a violent beast, heading straight towards Merlin.

In the passenger seat, a few young men who looked like gangsters were sitting. They mockingly watched Merlin on the motorcycle, as if they had already envisioned him being knocked off.

The fire control radar alarm sounded quickly. "I didn't expect the first one to come out so fast," Merlin chuckled as he faced the roaring muscle car. He simply pressed the button.

"Puff!" Under the dim streetlight, a missile roared out with its tail fin.

"Boom!" The next moment, a bright fireball soared into the sky on the dark and silent street. At the moment of the explosion, Merlin could even see the terrified expressions of the people in the car illuminated by the fire.

Family members? Who knows? Who the hell goes out with missiles?

Merlin stopped the motorcycle, and the blazing firelight illuminated him red. He had become accustomed to this. In this free country, he was basically slow-handed and could not take any chances.

After admiring the art of the explosion, he restarted the motorcycle and left the scene. But before he went far, he seemed to notice something and stopped beside a trail.

Looking along the path, Merlin saw a villa at the end, with the distinctive ruts of Ford Mustang tires extending from the lawn. As if he had thought of something, he quickly took out his phone and checked it.

"Tsk...what a coincidence." After confirming the identity of the villa's owner, he smacked his lips, then turned the bike and drove over.

Following the quiet path to the villa, he saw the door had been violently destroyed and the interior was in a mess. The cold moonlight shone in the hall through the windows and doors. A man and a dog lay on the ground, their condition uncertain, with blood pooling on the smooth floor.

Merlin walked forward and looked at the man who was unconscious on the ground with blood on his forehead. The man had long black hair, a sexy beard, and a face full of melancholy and a hint of coldness.

The killer, John Wick, was a ruthless man who had killed three people in a row with just a pencil.

Thinking that they just needed an experimental subject, Merlin decided to take the beagle away. After looking at John, who was still unconscious, he left an app on John's phone and left the scene, carrying the beagle.

At Osborne Industries, in the Interspecies Genetics Laboratory:

"Oh my God, Merlin, why did you bring a dog in?" Gwen exclaimed, pointing to the beagle in Merlin's arms.

"I found it on the road. Don't we have no experimental subjects? Let's use this dog." Merlin put the beagle on the test bench. The dog, having galloped all the way, was still breathing its last breath.

"Using dogs for experiments..." Gwen couldn't bear it.

"Okay, it's dying. If you can revive it, it's okay to help with the experiment." Merlin quickly urged. Without making a regeneration potion, this dog would really be helpless.

"Dying?" Gwen now focused on the beagle's condition. She had originally thought Merlin had caught it from somewhere, not realizing it was in such a dire state.

Seeing the dog's weak and fading breaths, Gwen's expression softened. "Alright, let's do what we can," she said, moving to prepare the necessary equipment.

Merlin nodded, already setting up the lab tools and retrieving the lizard regeneration gene samples they needed. The urgency of the situation demanded quick action. The beagle's life was hanging by a thread, and if they succeeded, it would not only save the dog but also provide critical data for their antidote serum.

Gwen carefully injected the regeneration serum into the beagle, monitoring its vital signs closely. Both of them watched with bated breath as the serum began to take effect. The next few moments would determine if their gamble had paid off.

"It's almost dead. Will the regeneration potion still have an effect?" Gwen looked at the dog with blood on its mouth and couldn't help but feel pity. "Who on earth was so cruel to it?"

"It depends on the situation. As long as the stem cells don't die before they divide and produce new cells, it's fine," Merlin replied.

Under the attention of the two, the damaged cells in the beagle's body were dividing at an extremely fast rate, producing new cells to fill the damaged area. With the production of new cells, its weak breathing gradually stabilized.

"Have you ever neutered any animals?" Merlin asked.

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Yeah Jhon Wick's dog is male,but not for long....

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