After Osborne Jr. returned to the Osborne group, he put the results of the "negotiations", a large suitcase, in front of the elder Osborne: "Father, Mr. Florence told me that only you can open it. ”

Old Osborne nodded, reaching for the handle of the box. After a mechanical noise, the crate opened automatically: there were only three boxes inside......

Old Osborne glanced at the two boxes with "Giveaway: Nano Protective Suit" written on them, and looked up at little Osborne: "Did Mr. Florence say anything about these two boxes?" ”

Little Osborne nodded: "There may be something big going to happen recently." ”

Listening to his son's rather nonchalant attitude, old Osborne shook his head and reached out to take out one of the giveaway boxes.

When opened, it contained a watch......

"It's so damn......"

Little Osborne just scolded and was stopped by old Osborne: "Shut up! Let's see it first! ”

With that, old Osborne picked up his watch and put it on his wrist......

Looking at his father, who is over half a hundred years old, constantly doing the game of "changing clothes", little Osborne was a little speechless......

It's really a weapon of disguise!

But isn't this thing called protective clothing?

"Father," little Osborne looked at old Osborne, who was still changing, "Father," little Osborne looked at the old Osborne, "won't you go and verify the protective function?" ”

Old Osborne sighed: "You take these two protective suits to the laboratory!" ”

Seeing his son leave, the elder Osborne shook his head and opened the rest of the box: inside was a thirteen-inch computer with only a keyboard.

Old Osborne was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he pressed the power button excitedly. Then, old Osborne's eyes couldn't be pulled out......

After three or four hours, little Osborne, who was a little depressed, came back with two watches, threw them on his father's desk, and replied with a blank face: "The test report is still in the laboratory, and they will send it later." ”

Old Osborne, who was busy flipping through the information, nodded mechanically and replied in a coping manner: "Oh! ”

"Father, aren't you worried that Mr. Florence is lying to you?"

Little Osborne muttered quietly, but when he looked up, he found that his father, who was supposed to be reading the information, was staring at him with a smile......

Broken!

Little Osborne panicked and explained with a smirk: "Father, I'm just joking. ”

"Harry!" Old Osborne sighed, "I know that you have always regarded the Osborne Group as your own and worked hard for it, but, you know what, Harry......"

Old Osborne stood up, walked up to his son, and patted his son on the shoulder: "When the Osborne Group started, it was just an insignificant supplier of air force supplies, and it was also a family business that was about to go bankrupt, and I,"

Old Osborne smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's just a college graduate who is about to start a family business." ”

Little Osborne's eyes lit up and he took over the topic: "And at that time, you met Mr. Florence, who was an Air Force pilot?" ”

"Yes and no," sighed old Osborne, "Mr. Florence at that time was already a flight instructor in the Air Force. Relying on this relationship, the Osborne Group did not die. Later, the mutants rose ......"

After hearing the "genuine" history of the Osborne Group, Harry Osborne's brain was a little dizzy: every leap forward of the Osborne Group, there was Claude behind it? L. Florence's Shadow ......

"Harry, do you know why I'm telling you so much today?"

Harry Osborne glanced up at his father and sighed, "I have a problem with Mr. Florence's attitude. ”

Old Osborne nodded: "If Mr. Florence is just a simple partner, there is nothing wrong with your attitude. However, when the myth is reflected in reality, if you want to persist in the United States, which has no foundation, you need to follow in the footsteps of the strong. ”

"The strong?" Little Osborne was a little confused.

"Yes, it's the strong," Old Osborne sighed, "the world's first mutant apocalypse, you should have heard of it, right?" But why was Egypt not able to rule the world in the era of the rise of the apocalypse? ”

Why?

Little Osborne was stunned, staring at his father with a puzzled face.

"Because he met the hero King Gilgamesh, and Nduki, who completed the trial of the gods!" Old Osborne sighed, "Because when he conquered the Uruk Kingdom, he was blocked and the apocalypse was seriously injured, so he wanted to eliminate the injury by changing his body, and the result was ......"

Little Osborne didn't quite understand: "But father, does this have anything to do with the United States?" ”

"God comes from mythology, and the power of God comes from legend, so ......" old Osborne shook his head with a wry smile, "America without any background, without the blessing of high-level power, and ......"

Old Osborne glanced at his son, smiled and continued, "You must have heard of the gods in Chinatown, right? ”

Little Osborne nodded, but he felt that something was wrong, thought about it, and looked up at old Osborne: "But what you said has nothing to do with Mr. Florens, right?" ”

"As far as I know, the gods of Chinatown only appeared in the circle of the Chinese community after Florence came to the United States. And......" sighed old Osborne, "Mr. Florence is from across the ocean, and it is surprising that all the information about his previous activities has been artificially destroyed. ”

"And the people of S.H.I.E.L.D., when combing through the modern history of the Huaguoli world, found that all the mysterious changes were related to one person. And this person left only one name, Liuyunzi. Old Osborne smiled, "And Mr. Florence's full name is precisely the corresponding translation of the word Liuyun." ”

"I'm X!" Little Osborne burst into foul language.

Old Osborne sighed and patted his son on the shoulder meaningfully: "You should be glad that Mr. Florence doesn't value money very much, and he doesn't have a good impression of you. ”

"I know what else to do!"

"By the way, I forgot to warn you," said old Osborne, gloating at his son, "if you are to judge by your game terms, Mr. Florence's level of psychology is at the full level!" ”

Oh my God, I won't let people live!

Complaining is complaining, but little Osborne was still very happy in his heart: when he met with Mr. Florence, he did not slander each other in secret......

Seeing that his ideological and political lessons had worked, the elder Osborne smiled with relief, returned to his seat, and continued to study the materials of nanobots......