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The Yellowjacket suit. At this moment, it was nothing but a joke.
Bitterness flooded Darren Cross's heart. In a matter of seconds, his towering ambition had been smashed to pieces by Mike.
He had finally witnessed one of the world's strongest powers. Although it was just the tip of the iceberg, it was enough for him to see an insurmountable chasm.
To think that he had previously hoped to reach Mike Kent's height using the Yellowjacket suit...
It was laughable.
Darren Cross mocked his own ignorance internally.
With a thought from Mike, his psychic power acted like countless invisible threads, compelling everyone in the Pym Technologies building to leave. At the same time, Mike took out his phone. Right in front of Darren Cross, he called the Avengers and relayed the information about MODOK.
Hanging up the phone, Mike looked at Darren Cross and rubbed his chin. "How should I deal with you?"
Darren Cross broke out in a cold sweat. Just as he was about to beg for mercy, Mike suddenly smiled. "Hank pleaded for you, asked me to spare your life."
Before Darren Cross could react, Mike directly took control of his consciousness. He made Darren take off the Yellowjacket suit, casually stored it in his pocket dimension, sealed Darren's memories, and then manipulated him to leave the building.
Now, as soon as the building was detonated, the matter of the Pym Particles would be resolved. But...
Mike looked at the spot where Scott Lang had disappeared. After pondering for a moment, he decided to wait a little longer.
If Scott Lang didn't appear soon, the probability of him escaping the Quantum Realm would become increasingly slim.
I hope this guy can successfully escape the Quantum Realm just like in the original plot.
Mike murmured to himself.
Meanwhile, in the command room at Hank Pym's house.
Hank Pym took off his glasses, rubbed his temples, and let out a heavy, mournful sigh.
"Scott Lang is dead. The mission... is over."
Hank Pym felt somewhat despicable.
Because apart from feeling sorry for Scott Lang, he actually felt a trace of relief, a 'thank goodness' sort of joy.
Thank goodness he had let Scott Lang execute the mission. Otherwise, the person who had disappeared might have been Hope.
"Dead?"
Hope suddenly looked at Hank coldly and said angrily, "He just disappeared! How can you call that dead?"
Years ago, it was the same with her mother. Now, it was the same with Scott Lang.
Without confirming whether they were truly dead, Hank Pym's tone of judging them as deceased was the source of Hope's anger.
Hank Pym looked at Hope calmly. "Hope, you should know what state that is."
"After shrinking to the size of an atom, he will be lost in the Quantum Realm. That place..."
"You said it yourself, lost! Just like Mom!"
"Janet..."
Hank Pym murmured the name. Before the pain and sorrow could surge uncontrollably in his heart, his body slumped involuntarily.
Seeing this, Clark gently nudged Hope. Hope was stunned for a moment, then said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Hank. I didn't mean to say that. I..."
"It's okay. It's my fault," Hank Pym murmured, looking as if he had detached from the world.
Silence reigned in the command room. Only Mike on the screen was still waiting quietly in place.
Just then, Mike suddenly looked toward the spot where Scott Lang had disappeared.
"Hank! Scott is back!"
"What?!"
Hearing Mike's words, Hank Pym jumped up from his chair in excitement.
If Scott could come back, that meant there was a possibility his wife could come back too.
He looked at Hope, and both saw the surprise and joy on each other's faces.
In the next instant, Mike appeared in front of them. The Pym Technologies building exploded violently, then vanished completely as if sucked into a black hole.
But now, no one cared about the vanished Pym Technologies building. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Scott Lang, whom Mike was carrying.
At this moment, Scott Lang had returned to his original size but was unconscious.
"Mike, how is he? Does he need medical treatment? Is he okay?" Hank Pym asked nervously.
"He's fine," Mike said calmly. "He just passed out."
Phew!
Hank Pym let out a long breath.
"Right now he..."
"Hank, I know you have a lot of questions for Scott, but I think he needs to rest now. It won't be too late to ask him when he wakes up."
Hank Pym nodded. "I was too impatient."
Mike carried Scott Lang to the guest room. Under Hope's arrangement, Mike's family stayed overnight at Hank Pym's house.
The next day, the sky was clear and cloudless.
Scott Lang, still sound asleep, turned over, mumbled something, and went back to sleep.
Seeing this, Hank Pym fumed, "I'm going to wake him up! Does his sleep have no end?"
He had waited since last night until eight in the morning, but Scott Lang showed no signs of waking up.
"Suit yourself."
This time, Mike didn't stop him.
He took two steps back, pulled the curious Gwen and Liam out of Scott Lang's room, and said to them, "It's Monday. You have school."
"But we're in San Francisco right now, I..."
Before Gwen could finish, Mike opened two portals.
"Don't worry, you won't be late," Mike smiled faintly.
Little Liam cheered, while Gwen pouted. "Cheater!"
She wanted to stay here and play because Hank Pym had promised to let her play with the ant-control gadgets, but that was obviously impossible now.
"Let's go, sister!"
Little Liam was actually quite happy. Since he was still in kindergarten, most of his time was spent playing. Having many classmates to play with was much more interesting than being at home.
After the siblings walked through the portals with different moods, Scott Lang was also awakened.
He looked around groggily. When he saw several pairs of eyes staring at him in the room, he sat up abruptly and grabbed the blanket to cover his face.
"What do you want? Why are you all in my room?"
"Scott!"
Hank Pym, standing by the bed, yanked down the blanket Scott was holding up and asked nervously, "Do you remember what happened last night?"
"Last night?"
Scott Lang frowned, sinking into memory, then nodded.
"Before the laser grid closed, I thought that as long as I became small enough, I could dodge the grid. So I pressed the shrink button, and then I ended up in a strange space."
"The Quantum Realm!" Hank Pym added excitedly.
"Probably," Scott Lang agreed, continuing, "Then my consciousness gradually blurred, and I almost forgot who I was."
"Then how did you get out?" Hank Pym and Hope asked nervously.
"I was woken up by someone."
Scott Lang frowned, as if trying to recall the person who woke him up. Seeing Hope and Hank Pym staring at him with hopeful eyes, he said helplessly, "Sorry, apart from this, I really can't remember anything else."
"No, you've done enough."
Hope was extremely grateful.
Scott Lang looked bewildered.
What did he do?
Didn't he fail the mission?
"You brought back hope."
Hank Pym's eyes shone with light. He looked as if he had been injected with adrenaline, appearing extremely excited.
"Oh!"
Scott Lang was still confused but responded instinctively.
"Hope's mother also accidentally entered the Quantum Realm before but couldn't get out. Your experience this time proves a possibility," Clark explained simply, and Scott Lang understood instantly.
"If there's anything you need help with, just say the word," Mike said to Hank Pym.
"Thanks for the offer, but this is my area of expertise. You... don't seem like you'd be of much help."
The corner of Mike's mouth twitched. Seeing Hank Pym's smug face, he snorted coldly. "I was just being polite. Even if you asked for my help, I wouldn't give it!"
Hank Pym waved his hand dismissively. "Hurry up and go back. Leave the rest to us."
"Hank."
"Hmm?"
"Waiting for your good news."
"Alright!"
Mike smiled and patted Hank Pym's shoulder, then said to Clark, "You stay here and help. We'll head back first. We can discuss your and Hope's wedding after this matter is settled."
"I know."
Clark nodded. He watched Mike and Raven walk through the portal, then gently hugged the excited Hope and kissed her forehead, feeling happy for them.
Midtown School.
This school had both middle and high school campuses. Gwen was in the middle school campus.
After coming out of the portal, she arrived at school on time.
Because middle school had elective courses, apart from Peter, who was also a top student and chose the same courses as her, Luke and the other two chose relatively easier courses, so they were in different classes.
This led to them seeing each other less often, but during lunch, they would still gather together to chat about the day's interesting events.
"Finally, break time. I'm starving to death."
During the lunch break, Gwen groaned and slumped onto the desk.
Peter looked amusingly at Gwen, who seemed to have melted, and said, "Let's go to the cafeteria."
"Okay!"
Gwen responded and stood up briskly.
"Wait a minute."
Peter looked at Gwen in surprise. "Why are you empty-handed?"
"Empty-handed?"
"Yeah! Where's your lunch box?"
They had known each other for several years, and this was the first time he had seen Gwen not bring a lunch box.
"Not today. My dad was busy with other things and didn't have time to make it for me."
Gwen smiled and pulled Peter along. As they walked out of the classroom, she said, "It's okay once in a while. I'll just eat the lunch provided by the cafeteria."
"Let's hurry, don't keep Luke and the others waiting."
Peter squeezed his hands together, blushed slightly, responded in a low voice, and hurriedly chased after her.
The two arrived at the cafeteria, bought lunch, and looked for Luke and the others.
"Gwen, Peter, over here!"
Mary Jane waved to the two.
They walked over. When the three saw that Gwen hadn't brought a lunch box, they were also surprised.
After Gwen gave a brief explanation, the group chatted casually about the interesting events of Sunday.
Listening to their stories, Gwen laughed happily.
She had always enjoyed this feeling of sharing joy.
"What about you, Gwen? What did you do on Sunday?" Mary Jane asked curiously.
Luke grinned. "Did you guys go out again? I didn't see Uncle Mike go grocery shopping."
Gwen nodded. "We went to San Francisco."
"San Francisco? What's fun there?" Luke asked strangely.
"Not for fun. My dad went to visit an old friend and discuss my brother's wedding by the way."
"Oh, so it was... a wedding!?"
The four of them exclaimed in surprise.
"Shh!"
Gwen glared at the four of them. "Calm down!"
"Calm down about what! No matter which of your three brothers gets married, it's a sensational event!"
Harry roared in a low voice, his face full of gossip.
"Who is it?" Mary Jane couldn't help but ask.
"Brother Clark."
Hiss!
The four of them sucked in a breath of cold air.
Superman was getting married!
"You have to keep it a secret. Apart from our family, you are the only ones who know this news now."
Gwen instructed the four. Seeing them nod, she picked up her burger, took a bite, and frowned slightly.
Accustomed to the lunch prepared by her father, the school cafeteria lunch could only be considered barely filling.
"By the way, the news this morning said that the Pym Technologies building in San Francisco exploded and disappeared."
Peter looked at Gwen and asked carefully, "That wouldn't... have anything to do with you guys, right?"
"Not much to do with us."
So, it does have something to do with you?
"What happened?" Harry asked curiously.
Gwen thought for a moment and briefly recounted the story.
Shrinking to the size of an ant?
Controlling ants?
Listening to Gwen's words, the group was amazed.
They never thought ants could do so many things.
Suddenly, Harry couldn't help but say, "I think spiders are also amazing."
"Spiders?" Luke curled his lip. "What's amazing about them?"
"Spider silk is very tough. Its strength is much greater than steel of the same width. It can withstand five times the weight of equivalent steel without breaking. Some special spider silks can even withstand more weight."
Peter pushed up his glasses and shared some knowledge he knew.
"Right, and some spiders can jump very far, dozens of times their own body length. Some have great strength and can..."
"Okay, I get it."
Luke interrupted Gwen, looking at the two helplessly. "Just how bored are you guys to read up on this stuff?"
"Not boring at all." Harry looked mysterious. "Imagine, if these abilities of spiders could be inherited by a human, how powerful would that be?"
"How powerful? Anyway, not as powerful as Uncle Mike."
Luke muttered. Harry's mouth twitched wildly.
He couldn't refute that at all.
"Alright, let's talk about something else." Mary Jane changed the subject. "Someone commissioned a task on our Titan Team website."
(End of Chapter)