Chapter 186 The Magical Formula

There is indeed a formula in the briefcase left by Richard Parker, but it is not one as Connors said, but two. Moreover, the formula was not written in a notebook, but printed with an old-fashioned printer. Come out and bind it into a book.

Connors was actually right. Richard Parker's first derivation of the formula was indeed recorded in a notebook, and there was indeed only one formula. But after the two separated, Richard Parker deduced a variant of the formula and printed it out on an old-fashioned printer in preparation for publication. Unfortunately, Richard Parker had not yet made an appointment with a publisher. He has passed away.

Of course, the biggest doubt is that Richard Parker signed his and Mary Parker's names at the end after the formula was deduced. According to Connors, he claimed that he derived the formula. , which made it difficult for Peter to accept,

"I don't know much about what my father left behind. This photo was always on the TV." Peter lied shamelessly, without a blush on his face or a heartbeat in his heart.

"Dr. Connors, can you tell me the characteristics of that formula or the characteristics of that notebook. I can help you look for it when I go back." Peter still left a little room for it and said.

Connors looked delighted. Just as he was about to speak, his whole body suddenly twitched.

"No, inhibitors will have side effects when you are emotionally excited." Connors felt like his whole body was being torn apart.

"Dr. Connors, what's wrong with you?" Peter hurriedly walked to Connors' side, but was pushed away by Connors.

"It's okay, I'm okay." Connors said reluctantly, but he still looked very painful.

"This is a little bit of the after-effects of my early injuries on the battlefield," Connors said, holding back the pain.

"As long as I get a little excited, my whole body will hurt." Connors said, his face became pale, and sweat continued to appear on his forehead.

"Is this so? I know a doctor. His medical skills are very good. It's just a pity that he is not in New York now, otherwise he will definitely be able to cure your pain." Peter said.

The doctor Peter was talking about was of course Baron Mordo. He had been summoned back to Karma Taj by Ancient One. Peter went to the Sanctuary to look for Baron Mordo, but he only saw Chicliffe Luther there.

Chicliffe Luther naturally knew about Baron Mordo's little experiment, but he was not interested in experimenting with Peter. He just casually said that Baron Mordo was not in New York and sent Peter away.

"Yes, is there such a magical doctor in New York?" The pain in Connors' body gradually subsided, and his speech became more coherent. The color on his face returned, and only sweat was still flowing.

"When he gets back to New York, I'll beg him to cure you," Peter said.

"Then, thank you very much."

"Dr. Connors, I will go back first. After I go back, I will take a good look at the things my father left behind. If there is the notebook you mentioned, I will contact you." Peter said while standing at the station.

"Thank you, Peter, you are a good boy, worthy of Richard and Mary's child." Connors praised.

"Don't say that, Dr. Connors, I'll be proud." Peter scratched his head, and a tram stopped in front of him. It was the tram he took home.

"Then I'll go first, Dr. Connors. May God bless you." Peter jumped on the tram and waved goodbye to Connors.

"Goodbye, have a safe journey" Connors also waved.

When the tram left, Connors fell into deep thought again.

"Fortunately, I managed to stabilize my mood just now. It would be troublesome if I fell into that state in public." Connors was naturally talking about his lizard-man state, although he was still a little embarrassed about his state. I am proud of it, but if Peter sees it, it will be difficult to get the formula left by Richard Parker from Peter.

"I hope Richard's relics are still there, otherwise I won't be able to perform full-body activation and will have to live in pain for the rest of my life."

Connors didn't take the doctor Peter mentioned to heart. When he was a senior expert at the Osborne Group, he knew all the famous doctors in New York, but none of them satisfied him with their medical skills. He didn't know Peter until high school. The doctor you know can treat you.

On the tram.

Peter was crowded with the crowd, his head lowered, thinking.

"Why do I always feel that something is not right about Dr. Connors?" Peter touched his nose. He didn't realize that this was a slight warning from the spider sense.

"He pushed me away" Peter suddenly thought of a strange place.

"Why was he able to push me away? With my current strength, how could he push me away?" Peter's strength now exceeds twenty tons, and an ordinary person cannot push Peter away at all.

"There must be something weird about the two formulas my father left behind."