Marvel: The Devourer Chapter 21: Felicia's Become More Skilled

"Kate, is your school that accommodating? No classes this early?" Aaron patted Felicia as he passed, arriving at the doorway.

Kate raised her head. "It's simple. As long as you donate enough money to the school, they will be this accommodating."

"No howork?"

"Soone helps..."

Kate spoke too quickly and accidentally blurted out the truth, quickly trying to salvage the situation, "Oh, I finish it on ti every day, it's very easy."

Aaron looked at her with a half-smile. "Perhaps I should talk to Ms. Eleanor about life and discuss the future?"

"Hey! I ca specifically to see you. You can't be a traitor." Kate was a little flustered.

She didn't do it on purpose, it was mainly because the new teacher was very enthusiastic and easy to talk to.

He was simply a model for the US education sector, definitely worthy of being ranked first among the Top Ten People Who Moved Arica.

He was a perfect tool—why not use him?

"Besides, I learned it from you." Kate muttered quietly.

Wasn't that exactly what Aaron did? Norman and Felicia... they all felt the sa way.

Aaron laughed heartily, stroking Kate's head. "Don't worry, I won't tell Ms. Eleanor. Practice your combat skills well. Maybe you'll gain superpowers later?"

Kate kept shaking her head. "I don't want any strange mutations."

Behind him, Felicia showed a aningful smile. If that was the case, she was the first lucky recipient of the boss's favor. She got ahead again.

"I'm relieved to see you're okay. How could a powerful, all-capable person like you be affected by those villains? Hmph, when I grow up, I'll find them one by one and beat them up a hundred tis." Kate waved her little fists, standing up for Aaron.

What kind of Devil would save a human girl?

Moreover, he taught her so many things and encouraged her to achieve her dreams. He even took her flying all over New York, free like a little bird.

"Right, I ca to see you today for sothing else too."

Kate cautiously glanced behind her, repeatedly gesturing for Aaron to squat down, and then leaned close to his ear.

"I suspect... my teacher, Adeline, is plotting against you."

"Huh?"

Is she that perceptive?

Aaron was startled.

Seeing his reaction, Kate put her hands on her hips. "She keeps trying to pry information about you out of , and she repeatedly hints about future babies, milk money, next life's destiny, won's hard lives, and powerful n."

"I guarantee she's trying to get close to you and marry into a wealthy family."

"Hmph, I realized she had a problem, so I deliberately punished her by making her do my howork."

Kate looked like she was saying, "I'm smart, right? Hurry up and praise ."

Aaron was speechless. What exactly was he expecting?

"Alright, I'll visit you this afternoon. For now, you should go back. I still have matters at the company." Aaron rubbed his head vigorously, ssing up Kate's hair.

Then, amid Kate's flailing and protesting, he drove away with Felicia.

He wasn't worried about Kate being in danger. Whenever Kate went out, she had two ard female bodyguards protecting her 24 hours a day.

After all, her family ran a security company, so finding two female bodyguards who ca from special forces was easy.

"Felicia, your driving skills are getting better and better." Aaron praised her.

"Mmm? It must be because Boss personally taught so well. I will study hard."

As Felicia spoke, she busied herself operating the automatic transmission.

The car was luxurious, but the gear shift had to be manually operated, which was annoying, and it was too large, it didn't fit her at all.

At least it didn't fit her hands. She often needed both hands to control the gear shift to concentrate on driving.

The accelerator, however, was extrely responsive. When it moved, it felt like it was about to take off.

If the road beca a little bumpy, she felt like she would be flying in the air, unable to co down.

Felicia was both scared and delighted. Could she really keep driving this car? Was she qualified enough?

Aaron controlled the steering wheel with one hand and patted her head with the other, signaling her to focus.

Sparks flew and lightning flashed the entire way. They were on the highway the whole ti and never got off.

Upon arriving at Osborn Industries, Felicia first tidied Aaron's clothes, then reapplied her light makeup, especially her lips. Traffic had been backed up, and it took a long ti to clear, making her rush and accidentally smudge her light makeup. Even her lips were bruised and swollen.

"Boss, everything you tasked with is complete. They have agreed that as long as we produce the anti-aging potion, they are willing to spend massive amounts of money to buy it."

Norman looked straight ahead, seemingly completely unaware of Felicia's peculiar state. His expression was slightly constrained, yet there was also a hint of excitent that he couldn't hide.

Aaron nodded. "Are the things I asked you to prepare ready?"

"They are all inside. I will take you there now."

Norman led the way, saying, "Boss, Dr. Otto and Curt have already been assigned laboratories and are currently beginning the final debugging phase. Experints can comnce at any ti."

"Dr. Curt seems very anxious and wants to et you soon."

Aaron said, "Tell him I will give him what he wants shortly."

Norman nodded, unable to completely suppress the smile on his lips.

Never mind the panic outside, with various people brazenly predicting the ti Osborn Industries would sink.

Or who was preparing to spend vast sums to acquire the 'dead' Osborn Industries and imdiately drive out the foolish Norman and the ineffective Aaron.

However, inside the corporation, things were quite calm.

This was all because of a picture circulating in the work group chat—Professor Curt, completely intact.

He even gave a 'yes' gesture to the cara.

At first glance, it seed fine, but upon closer thought, it was terrifying.

Everyone knew Curt was left-handed, and his right arm was empty, with nothing there. But in the photo, he was raising his right hand, and his face was full of joy, with no trace of photoshop or prosthetic aids.

Although Aaron had not yet made an announcent, almost everyone vaguely knew that Aaron was a Super Genius no less capable than Tony Stark. He had independently developed the limb regeneration potion, and Curt was the proof.

Now, they only needed the limb regeneration potion to be mass-produced, and Osborn Industries would instantly beco the most dazzling star in the future.

All rumors and gossip would collapse under their own weight.

However great their pressure was now, the higher they would fly in the future.

Others laugh at for being too crazy. I laugh at others for not seeing the truth.

Right now, those big shots are all jumping up and down. When the ti cos, there will be a good show to watch.

What kind of show? A monkey show.