Marvel's Father Earth

This year's birthday is the happiest birthday Tony has ever had. There are no bad friends, no exciting music, no lively parties, and not even one of his favorite hot girls.

Tony was only accompanied by his parents, girlfriend, and friends, enjoying a rich dinner around the same table.

"I hope you're not bored, Tony."

"Boring? Of course not. In fact, it's good to be quiet once in a while. But why are you back? Have you dealt with that old stubborn Hank?"

Sitting opposite Tony were Gallon and Hope.

"You also know that Hank is just resentful that I was abducted by Galleon, and he won't really refuse to agree. Besides, it's not his turn to control what I want to do." Hope replied, spreading his hands.

"Well, you're a weird family," Tony complained.

"Are you qualified to say this? [Iron Man]?"

"Ahem... let's change the topic."

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Pepper sat next to Tony with a glass of wine.

This can be considered a rare leisure time. The current situation of Stark Industries is not very good. She will have to return to the company early tomorrow morning to continue to deal with the pressure from all walks of life.

"Nothing, can you tomorrow..."

"No, the person involved only knows how to bury his head in a pair of steel lumps, while my most effective helper is still out on vacation. Do you know how much trouble I need to solve?" Pepper complained.

"Cough cough..."

This arrow directly hit the knees of two people. Tony and Garen lowered their heads and said nothing.

"Don't worry, Pepper, this time Galleon's return means our vacation is over. I will go to work with him tomorrow." Hope assured Pepper.

"Then it's best...wait, are you with him?" Pepper asked doubtfully.

Hope previously stayed at Stark Industries as an expatriate exchange officer for Pym Technology. The exchange ended long ago. Hope should have returned to Pym Technology. Why did he go to work with Garen?

"Of course, I have quit my job at Pim Technology and am now a homeless person. Will you hire me?" Hope asked Pepper.

"Oh my God! The answer is of course "yes". My work will be a lot easier with your help! But..." Pepper was overjoyed. From the brief contact before, Pepper had already recognized Hope's excellence. To put it bluntly, even she herself can't compare to Hope, but there is still a very serious question, "...What about Pim Technology? That's your home..."

"Hank plans to let go completely. Pim Technology is in the hands of his students. He plans to focus all his energy on finding his mother. As the founder, he doesn't care, so why should I care? And I I don’t like Darren either.” Hope looked at Garen with a half-smile.

"Well... let me guess, he invited you on a date?" Tony asked Hope with interest.

"Yes, but I refused."

"He's still alive!?"

"of course."

Tony looked at Garen with a strange expression: "Can you bear this? Shouldn't you just send him to meet God with one [Light Speed ​​Punch]? Oh, no, send him to Hirazan to jump off the cliff?"

Garen rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Hope is mine, why should I vent my anger on a child?"

"I just love how confident you are."

"Uh... I'll interrupt you, I won't eat dog food now." Tony said, holding Pepper's hand.

"So... among the people here, I'm the only one still single?" Roddy also came over with a bottle of wine.

"No, there is Happy, but he is very smart and will not come here to ask for trouble." Tony joked.

"Okay, I thought I was a little hungry again, but now I'm full." Roddy smiled mockingly.

"Gallon, Hope, this is Roddy, Roddy, these are Galleon and Hope." Although we have seen each other at the dinner table and met several times before, this is considered a true acquaintance.

"Hello, Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes."

"Just call me Roddy. There are no lieutenant colonels here, but Garen, are you really...a Saint?" Roddy asked. He did not regard himself as an air force lieutenant colonel now, but was just Tony's friend attending the meeting. This birthday party.

"Yes, the Anzi Silver Saint, Garen." Garen did not shy away from Rody. The universe had already seen who the other person was, and even if he was exposed, he didn't care.

Mu and others concealed their identities just to avoid causing trouble and disturbing Athena. Naturally, he had no such concerns.

"Silver Saint...I heard that the strength of Saints is ranked in descending order from gold, silver, and bronze?"

"Don't underestimate Garen and Roddy. His strength ranks among the best among all Saints. Even the Golden Saints may not be able to beat him. Moreover, his twin brother is also a Gemini Golden Saint. "Tony explained.

"Wow, are you really that powerful?" Rody looked at Garen in surprise.

"Hey, do you want to try it?" Garen joked.

"If I were you, I would definitely not want to try it with my own body." Tony glanced at Roddy and said, this guy really drank too much and was dying. He wanted to experience the power of the Saint Seiya for himself.

"Forget it, but Garen... Do you think I have the potential to become a Saint?"

"Give up Roddy, even if you have the qualifications, it's too late." Tony waved his hand, trying to get Roddy to give up his unrealistic thoughts.

"How do you know it's not possible? Could it be that you..." Roddy looked at Tony with a half-smile.

"The training of Saints basically starts from childhood. It is very harsh, and there is fierce competition within, so you have no chance." Tony didn't pay attention to Roddy's teasing and explained directly.

"Harsh? How harsh? I'm a soldier, what hardship can't I bear?" Rody retorted.

"Steve was mentored by Garen. The requirement for entry is to break a boulder with bare hands. Do you want to try it?"

"Ah..." Rody was stunned and looked at Garen.

Garen just nodded with a smile. According to the perception of the small universe, Rodi is a good person, but he does not have the talent to become a Saint. Moreover, considering his age, it is already very late to start practicing now, unless a miracle occurs. It is difficult to awaken the sixth sense, and given Roddy's current status, it is impossible to become a Saint.

"Well...it seems like there is no chance." Rody spread his hands, but he was not too disappointed.

"Your wedding date has been set, right?" Pepper said for Garen and Hope.

"Well, the 18th of next month is a good day for divination by His Majesty the Pope." Gallon said.

"Oh! Congratulations then. Just don't forget to ask me to be the best man." Tony raised his glass.

"Do you mind if I get involved?" Roddy also raised his glass and asked.

"Hope's bridesmaid will be left to me." Pepper followed up with a toast.

Garen and Hope looked at each other, smiled, and raised their glasses to clink them.

"Just don't refuse then."

"Hahaha……"

……

At Merin's house, Hank planned to go back tomorrow to solve all the follow-up problems of Pim Technology. His daughter also got married, and his fiancé was very good and could take good care of her. Then his only wish was to find Janet. .

But before that, he had one more thing to solve.

His student Darren Krauss has been asking him for advice on the formula of [Pym Particles]. Hank knew that Darren Krauss planned to mass-produce [Pym Particles] as a tool to make money, so he never taught him , which also created an irreconcilable gap between teachers and students.

Moreover, Darren Krauss is also considered a genius, otherwise he would not be accepted by Hank as his only student. As far as he knows so far, Darren Krauss is using the knowledge he has learned. Restored the formula of [Pym Particles] and made good progress.

Hank, who once worked for [Snake Shield], knows full well what kind of disaster it will bring to the world if Darren Cross succeeds.

But now that he is old and can no longer fight like when he was young, he needs a successor to become the new Ant-Man to stop Darren Lawrence's plan.

Hank looked through a lot of personnel files collected from various channels, but could not find a suitable candidate.

At this time, Maierin handed him a cup of tea and asked him to slow down.

"Are you looking for a new heir?"

"Well, I made a mistake back then. I didn't expect him to be this kind of person." Hank took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes and sighed.

This is the shortcoming of ordinary people. Without awakening the sixth sense, they cannot use the small universe to perceive others. , it's too late.

Meyer picked up a few documents at random and looked at them. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. Hank was really taller among the short ones. They were all completely ordinary people, bank clerks, restaurant waiters, insurance salesmen, real estate... There is something for everyone.

"You are like looking for a needle in a haystack." Maier said as he put down the information.

"The background must be clean, I don't trust the people in the establishment; the life must not be too luxurious, otherwise I won't be able to seduce them; I must also have good skills and knowledge reserves, I don't want to teach everything over again; I must also be brave, otherwise I would not agree to do such a dangerous thing, or even risk surrendering to the enemy..."

"Why not find Garen? He is your son-in-law."

"There's no point in looking for him. He can't inherit my suit. And aren't you guys not going to get involved in these things? Aren't you afraid that your position will be undermined?"

"Our position is that we will not take the initiative to intervene in the battles of the mortal world, but it does not mean that we will stand and be beaten. You are considered Garon's family now, so what does it matter if you do things for your family? Saints are human beings too."

"...Let's forget it." Hank thought again and again, but still gave up the plan to ask Garen for help. After all, the successor he was looking for was not only to stop Darren Cross, but also to inherit the super hero [Ant-Man]. hero.

"But you can help me choose."

"I?"

"Yes, your vision can't be wrong, right?" Hank said, looking at Myrne teasingly.

"Hmm...Okay." Myron nodded, seemingly casually pulling out a piece of information from the pile and handing it to Hank.

"So careless?" Hank had a weird expression on his face. Maier didn't even look at it. He randomly picked out a piece of information and gave it to him. Then he opened it and looked at it. His face became even more ugly. "Are you sure you're not joking?"

"But what you said, believe my vision."

Hank's mood was very complicated. To be honest, the person chosen by Meyer was indeed very good, with a high degree of education and good skills, but he just had to wait a few years because he was still in prison.