Ten Years of Planning

The moonlight shone through the clouds, illuminating the land of America.

In New York, Manhattan, on the top floor of the Umbrella Building, Adam sat in the executive chair, gazing out the floor-to-ceiling window at the scenery outside while gently swirling a wine glass in his hand.

It's been over ten years since I came to this world. Time flies so fast.

The plot of the Marvel world is about to unfold, isn't it?

A few days ago, it seemed that Tony Stark had already returned from the Middle East.

"Knock, knock..."

At this moment, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Come in."

As the office door opened, a tall blonde beauty with a set of files swayed her way inside.

The sound of high heels clacking on the floor echoed like the gears of fate turning.

The secretary quickly approached Adam from behind.

"Boss, the full payment from the Middle East has come through, and they're urging us to ship."

Adam turned his chair to look at her.

His secretary's name was Luna, a typical Western beauty with a height of about 1.7 meters, green eyes, a high nose bridge, long blonde hair, a voluptuous figure, a slim waist, and long, slender legs dressed in black stockings.

He chose her as his secretary not just for her beauty but because she was an orphan he had raised since childhood and was absolutely reliable in terms of loyalty.

Taking a sip of the wine in his hand, Adam said calmly, "Since they've paid in full, arrange for the shipment."

The buyer from the Middle East had ordered thirty vials of the C-2 virus.

The C virus was a new RNA virus developed from the T-2 virus, which combined the T virus with the progenitor virus and further integrated the G virus.

It can reorganize biological genes (DNA) to transform organisms, granting the host extraordinary strength and resilience.

Moreover, the C virus significantly activated the insect gene segments in the T virus, causing those infected to develop insect-like characteristics and undergo a complete metamorphosis stage, turning them into entirely new species.

However, the initial C virus caused the host to lose self-awareness, becoming a monster mentally—a less-than-ideal product.

Thus, Adam removed the C virus's respiratory tract infection ability, making it injectable only, and ensured it wouldn't strip the host of self-awareness, creating the C-2 virus.

For those in the Middle East who face sanctions and cannot buy heavy weapons, the C-2 virus is the best choice.

No maintenance or ammunition logistics are needed, it's highly concealable, and a single injection can enhance one's capabilities—practically perfect.

The C-2 virus is slightly expensive, though, priced at ten million dollars per vial.

But for those wealthy Middle Easterners, what is three hundred million dollars? They pay in full without leaving any outstanding balance, which is why Adam enjoys dealing with them.

After finishing, he cautiously added, "Make sure to take precautions and avoid any accidents."

"Yes, I will assign trustworthy people to follow the task."

"Boss, here are the documents you requested."

Luna placed the files down.

Adam nodded, picked up the documents, and began to review them.

The top was a detailed report on a company called Starship.

The Umbrella Corporation had already become a world leader in biopharmaceuticals, touching upon various medical and cosmetic fields, so he recently intended to enter the aerospace industry.

However, the acquisition price of Starship seemed to exceed his budget.

To gain over twenty percent of the shares and have a voice, his current assets would definitely face a crisis.

After some thought, he put down the documents and said, "Find some environmentalists to cause trouble for Starship, then have someone criticize its prospects, and proceed to short the stock."

In America, the simplest way to mess with a company is by hiring environmentalists—it's also the most cost-effective method.

There is no reason environmentalists can't find, and no company they can't trouble.

He had faced harassment from these environmentalists before. Although not skilled at solving problems, he excelled at dealing with the people causing them.

"Yes, boss, I'll make the arrangements."

Seeing Adam bow his head, Luna swayed her hips and elegantly exited the office.

With the office door closed again, Adam whispered, "Red Queen."

In the next second, a projection of a cute little girl in a red dress appeared before him.

"Master, what are your orders?"

The Red Queen was his golden finger after traveling to this world—a powerful artificial intelligence with all kinds of data from the Umbrella Corporation, including the progenitor virus.

His T virus, G virus, and C virus were derivatives he developed based on the Red Queen's instructions, having acquired the Stairway of the Sun flower in Africa to extract the progenitor virus.

"What's the research progress on the controllable G-3 virus?"

Compared to the T virus, which can be controlled when injected from the embryonic stage, and the relatively less infectious C virus, the G virus is more volatile and difficult to control.

This is why he has been selling the T and C viruses but never the G virus.

A businessman has business ethics and won't sell products he can't control.

"Master, the G-3 virus has entered the final testing phase and is now awaiting human trials."

"Then have the action team find some homeless people for human trials."

When it comes to America, what's the most abundant? Homeless people, of course—they are a specialty.

Every year, there are millions of illegal immigrants and nearly a million legal immigrants in America, but have you ever seen its population increase over the years?

The reasons behind this need not be explained to those who understand.

"As you wish, master."

"Any progress on the Blacklight Virus research?"

Besides possessing a database of various viruses, the Red Queen also has the ability to conduct independent research.

Adam had only described the characteristics of the Blacklight Virus before tasking the Red Queen with the research.

"Master, according to your description, the Blacklight Virus is incredibly powerful, and the research has hit a bottleneck. We can't proceed with human trials unless we obtain self-healing and absorption-type X-genes."

"X-genes, huh..."

Adam nodded, picked up the wine glass from his desk, took a sip, and turned his chair to gaze at the night view outside.

At that moment, the moonlight appeared from outside the window, but it eerily bypassed his silhouette.

It seemed as though even the moonlight dared not touch this man.

"Soon, the era of the extraordinary will begin..."

In this Marvel world, there are indeed mutants.

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