Rumors spread like wildfire: Osborn's miracle cures were nothing but smoke and mirrors.
Reports surfaced of AMHP-9 pods melting patients, VitaCore liquid causing genetic degradation, and NanoGel being merely glorified acid.
For three tumultuous days, the internet transformed into a battleground, with protests erupting outside Osborn Pharmaceutical and Biotech Group's headquarters.
Governments issued temporary suspensions while the top ten pharmaceutical giants poured billions into fueling the panic, watching their stock prices soar as Osborn's reputation crumbled.
Then three days later, at precisely 8:00 AM Panterra Standard Time, Osborn fired back.
Every screen in Panterra flickered to life, public billboards, private communications, even military-grade holodisplays came alive simultaneously.
The iconic Osborn logo pulsed once before cutting to a stark white room where Old Henry stood at the center.
His expression was calm, but his eyes were sharp as a scalpel.
