The Arrival Of Harry Osborn

Nash approached the wall and attempted to climb it. Just as his feet touched the wall, a strange static force lifted from the soles of his feet, causing the soles of his feet to closely adhere to the wall.

"It feels like Chakra is climbing a tree!"

Nash was ecstatic, recalling a scene in Naruto in which Naruto and Sasuke climbed a tree with Kakashi's training, and then he raised his other foot, and finally, both feet stood on the wall at the same time.

Nash walked carefully on the wall at first, afraid of falling off, but after getting used to it, he became more at ease with it. He not only walked on the laboratory wall but also ran outside the Osborn Company building.

Running around on the windows of the glass wall.

"In this way, I will be more flexible when facing the enemy in the future," Nash exclaimed, "and by the way, after injecting Peter's Spider-man gene, my strength should increase, and although I didn't transfer the web-spitting ability, the web-spitting biological instinct is still there, so let's try to see if it can enhance my finger strength."

Nash considered this and hung a metal plate on the wall.

He took a step back about ten meters, stretched out his right hand, and controlled the growth of his phalanx.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

With the spread of five dull explosions, jade-coloured crystal phalanxes emerged from Nash's five fingers and shot towards the metal plate on the wall.

He noticed five startling depressions on the metal plate in the blink of an eye. Nash approached the metal plate, took a closer look, and discovered that his phalanx had pierced through two-thirds of its thickness. It's only a third short, and it'll get through.

"This metal plate is 3 millimetres thick, about the thickness of a standard car body."

Although the power of my fingers has increased, it does not appear to be excessive. The steel plate of the car body is generally 0.53 mm thick, and a bullet can pass through it. "Certainly, hitting the buttocks of a taxi will not penetrate it."

"However, this trick can be strengthened through continuous practice, so practice more if you don't have anything else to do in the future."

Nash scheduled the finger-piercing training plan. This move is extremely useful, and it is also his only long-range attack method at the moment, so he must be familiar with it; at the very least, the power must be comparable to bullets.

Following that, some experimental evaluations were performed, and after becoming acquainted with his new ability, Nash packed his belongings and prepared to leave Osborn Company and return to school.

"What about going back to school?"

Dr Lizard's rioting in the business district ruined the previous dinner plan. He needs to make amends for Gwen. He must also discuss future training plans with Peter, such as gymnastics.

The finger piercing training is not only tedious but also extremely slow. Everything will move much more quickly with Spider-Man as a partner.

As soon as Nash left Osborn Company, a black extended Lincoln slowly drove over on his back.

The driver, dressed nicely, respectfully opened the door.

A middle-aged Caucasian man followed him out of the car. He was dressed nicely in a suit and appeared to be successful. His eyes were full of deep light, like those of eagles and falcons. He exuded confidence and authority. He appeared to be a big shot who was frequently in a high position.

And there is a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old Caucasian boy behind the middle-aged man; his face is a little sickly pale, but this paleness makes this boy look handsome and strange, like a vampire.

"Harry, I brought you back this time to live a normal life, just as you expected."

"I've already arranged for you to attend school. Dr Connors will be your teacher at an urban high school in Queens."

"if you have any learning questions after you return to the company after school, you can ask Dr Connors."

"Okay, Harry, I still have things to do, so you can visit the company first to familiarize yourself with the business,"

the middle-aged man said coldly, looking at his watch.

"All right, father."

The boy nodded indifferently.

Norman Osborn is the middle-aged man behind the entire Osborn enterprise.

The boy is Norman Osborn's only son, Harry Osborn, a close friend of Peter Parker and Nash who abruptly dropped out of school three years ago and vanished in Queens, New York, with no one knowing where he went.

"Master Harry, please accompany me to the company."

"After you have waited, I will accompany you to the city high school to see the school."

Dr Connors, dressed in a white coat, approached Harry and smiled.

"Oh."

Without looking at Dr Connors, Harry responded lightly and walked straight into the company.

Dr Connors was unconcerned and stuck to the past.

Although Dr Connors was introducing the Osborn Company's business situation to Harry, it was Harry wandering around aimlessly by himself, and the doctor followed behind and continued to introduce.

Soon, the two found themselves outside Nash's laboratory.

"Huh? Whose laboratory is this, Dr Connors?"

"How come there is no one?"

Harry frowned and gestured to Nash's laboratory.

"Oh, this is an intern's laboratory at our company."

"He is a gifted young man who was chosen as our company's exclusive intern in the first place, so he was assigned to an independent laboratory. His name is Nash Winston. But Nash still has to go to a city high school, so he only comes on weekends." said Dr Connors.

"What? Nash?"

When Harry heard this, his eyes flashed.

"Do you know Nash, Harry?" Dr Connors inquired.

"Well, I know him; he's a fascinating man."

With a smile on his lips, Harry opened the door to the laboratory, walked in, and walked around it, looking very interested.

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to an experimental bottle.

Inside the experimental bottle was a pitch-black substance that appeared to be rubber but was more liquid-like.

When Harry saw this, he couldn't help but exhale a small gasp because, if he read it correctly, it appeared to have moved.

He couldn't help but pick up the experimental bottle.

But the moment he picked it up, he became dizzy. It appeared that an illness had occurred.

The experimental bottle slipped from his grasp, landed with a thud, and shattered. In the blink of an eye, it crawled into Harry's trousers, retracted, and vanished.

"Is everything alright, Harry?"

Dr Conners had keen eyesight and quick hands, and when he noticed Harry was about to pass out, he quickly helped him up.