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Chapter 369 Norman and the Green Goblin

Chapter 369 Norman and the Green Goblin

It was about an hour ago.

When Norman Osborn heard that Hamilton was playing the role, he was already certain that the actor was the so-called Fairy King.

Without a doubt, the Fairy King and Norman knew the Green Goblin's personality exactly the same. Norman had already confirmed the Green Goblin's AI data and there were no problems. Therefore, the Fairy King could only be Barton Hamilton, who knew the Green Goblin.

But now, all of that is over.

So, after confirming that Captain America had captured Hamilton, Norman couldn't wait to take his leave. He no longer wanted to share his mind with another consciousness; he didn't want to remember any of the actions he didn't recall, any memories that didn't exist within him.

Norman then went to Osborn Technology and arrived at the laboratory, where the cognitive enhancement device based on the brainwave analyzer was ready.

"The equipment is operating normally, and we have adjusted its stability to 97%."

His employees reported on the machine's condition, then looked at Norman: "If further improvements are needed, it could take several months."

"Then there's no need to consider it."

Norman quickly made a judgment. He ordered his men to start debugging the device while he prepared to change into his experimental suit and enter the device.

However, after much deliberation, he decided to make two phone calls first.

He first called Peter Parker, but there was no response. Considering Peter's previous battles, he might need a rest, so Norman simply left him a message.

"Peter, good news. You don't have to worry about the Green Goblin anymore. After today, he will disappear forever."

After leaving those words, Norman hesitated for a long time before calling Harry, only after his men started urging him.

"Feed? Harry?"

"Dad? What's wrong?"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry about what happened after your mother passed away. I'm not saying I'm going to blame it all on my other self, a personality that doesn't even remember what he did, but he might not exist today, Harry."

"What are you saying? I don't understand!"

Harry on the other end of the phone was clearly confused, while Norman didn't explain further: "The Avengers have captured the so-called Fairy King. I'm innocent, Harry. The Green Goblin isn't behind all of this."

"Oh, uh, okay, Dad."

"From today onward, there will be no more Green Goblin, Harry. By then..."

Norman remained silent for a while before finally saying what he wanted to say.

"Perhaps we can face this together, the fact that your mother has passed away."

Or perhaps it's just that I need to face this matter myself, and by pushing everything onto the Green Goblin, I can start all over again.

Norman took a deep breath, changed into his test suit, and entered the stealth pod, venturing into the depths of his memories.

Norman Osborne returned to his childhood, found his old home, and saw his father.

Old Osborne is beating his son. This old redneck has no skills whatsoever, except that he has a clever son who has designed many patents since childhood.

As a result, the news media lauded this child prodigy, reporting almost monthly on young Norman's latest inventions. Meanwhile, old Osborne's job was to drag his son onto various shows and interviews, making a fortune.

"Why didn't you come up with anything new today! Were you slacking off?!"

Old Osborn, who had been drinking, saw that young Norman might not be able to present his invention for the show next month, and in a fit of rage, he picked up a bottle and smashed it over Norman's head.

Norman watched as his younger self frantically dodged, then saw his father, angered that he dared to dodge, grab a broom and prepare to strike. So he stepped forward and punched the father from his memory, knocking him to the ground.

Norman smiled with satisfaction. Just like that, he had been looking forward to this punch for far too long.

The advantage of this machine is that it allows you to enter the depths of your own consciousness and subjectively modify your memories. In other words, no matter how you thought or remembered yourself in the past, you can modify them here to suit your needs.

In this way, he would no longer need the Green Goblin personality for protection, because in his memory, it was not the Green Goblin who protected him, but an adult version of himself.

"Come on, you old bastard, do you think I'm afraid of you? You deserve to be beaten up a long time ago!"

Norman, filled with rage, kicked old Osborn. He remembered that time when he had finally managed to join the D&D game organized by his classmates, playing a goblin that nobody wanted to play.

A goblin named Green, a green goblin.

Then his father stormed in, dragging him home because Norman was no longer earning money for him, followed by another round of beatings.

"I! Never! Need! Green Goblin! Again!"

Norman kicked his father hard on the ground, as if he were the Green Goblin he was about to abandon.

But he heard his own laughter.

"Norman, think it over carefully, Norman."

The younger version of himself suddenly laughed, looked at Norman, and asked a question.

"Did I really appear here to protect you?"

"What exactly did the Green Goblin you forgot, the me you imagined, do?"

Norman was stunned, unsure how to answer for a moment, then looked to the side, where... The young Norman finally made his choice and began to develop his new invention.

It was a bomb inside a plastic pumpkin toy, a new invention that had not been patented.

"I didn't do it, Green Goblin did it, I didn't do it, Green Goblin did it."

As Norman spoke, he made a goblin mask, put it on his face, knocked on his father's door, and threw the first pumpkin bomb inside.

Norman Osborn never conceived of the Green Goblin to heal his childhood trauma.

Norman Osborn forgot that he was once the Green Goblin.

"Hamilton lied to me?!"

"I lied to you, Norman."

Young Norman Osborne looked at him, his face undergoing a noticeable change; he now had green skin and sharp teeth, and stared at Norman.

"Because I have always been the wiser being that you have forgotten."

"Norman Osborn never needed the Green Goblin's protection. On the contrary, Norman Osborn forgetting about the Green Goblin is your own way of protecting yourself!"

That's all for today. I'm a bit tired because the last chapter was almost 3 words long.

I'll make it up at dawn tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)