I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

Hank Pym is a genius and an unlucky man.

He has a super high IQ and developed Pym particles that even Howard Stark cannot replicate.

But he was also unlucky.

When he was young, he had a falling out with SHIELD because of Pym particles.

In order to prevent an accident, his wife shrank herself to the subatomic level and entered the inside of the missile to stop the explosion.

Hank Pym lost his lover, but his daughter hated him extremely.

So much so that he did not hesitate to let his father be kicked out of the board of directors by the students.

For Hank, the biggest regret is the pain of losing his wife and turning against his daughter.

Although he possesses powerful Pym particles, he has to live alone in an empty house.

And today, for the first time, he received a message from his daughter.

That was about his own student, the ambitious Darren Cross.

He has completed the reduction. Sooner or later, the results that belong to Pym particles will become someone else's.

Hope has a strained relationship with her father and does not want Pym Technologies to become someone else's product.

"We need to stop him," Hope said to her father when she returned home. "In your own way."

"No, that won't work." Looking at his daughter, Hank's eyes were a little dodgey, "We have a better way."

Hope took a deep breath, "This is the fastest way. He is about to complete the research, and he will complete the restoration in up to half a year."

"I don't know what Wick brought to him, but Cross' research has grown by leaps and bounds since he showed up."

Wick.

When Hank Pym heard the name, he thought of the mysterious shareholder.

Amid the crazy hype in magazines and news, Wick's identity is no secret.

Hank didn't want to confront him if he didn't have to.

That's not Darren, and it's not Pym Technology.

That's the real behemoth, Taran Industries.

More importantly, Wick's name represents a huge alliance of underground forces that is tacitly approved by the government.

Even when S.H.I.E.L.D. existed, Wick was observed rather than intervened.

This shows the power represented by this name.

Darren wants to develop shrinking technology to make a suit and sell it to arms dealers.

Dealing with the people behind Darren was too complicated, and Hank didn't want to risk his daughter.

He lost his wife because of the military uniform, and he didn't want his daughter to have an accident because of the military uniform.

Thinking of this, he understood that he needed an heir.

to complete this dangerous job, but not Hope.

His refusal made Hope angry.

In her opinion, this is because her father looks down on herself as a woman.

This conversation was not pleasant.

...

Cross Private Winery.

Darren analyzes the blood with an analyzer.

He was surprised and looked at John who was studying the liquid in the wine glass.

"what is this?"

John did not drink this precious Lafite, put it down casually, and said lightly: "Blood from aliens."

"It's incredible." Darren is a doctor himself, a very talented one. He exclaimed, "The difference between blood and human beings is that there is a special gene in it."

"It can copy other genes to camouflage it."

Darren opens the door to a new world, and of course he knows there are aliens in this world.

The Chitauri fighting in New York, Thor from Asgard, and the group of dark elves that appeared in London.

Although these aliens and this bottle of blue blood do not have the powerful bodies of those guys, they have the ability to disguise themselves.

Putting away the shock, Darren asked: "What do you want me to do?"

"Do you know the Chitauri?" John raised his eyebrows and said, "They are semi-mechanical biological soldiers."

"I also read the news." Darren went to sit on the sofa next to John, poured himself a glass of Lafite, and smiled, "I once wanted to get some Chitauri weapons through the black market, but it was a pity that those things were Monopoly."

After saying that, he suddenly remembered that it was not just Stark who had a monopoly on Chitauri weapons, but also Tallar Industries in front of him.

John nodded and said calmly: "Since they can modify living things, why can't you copy the biological genes into the suit?"

Darren was stunned, as if he was looking at an amateur. He laughed and said: "It's a very clever idea, but with the current technology, even with such genes, it is impossible to make such a suit."

"Mr. Wick, I'm not throwing cold water on you. That involves many aspects of technology, and the current level of human science and technology cannot do it."

John was not angry and said calmly: "Nano."

"What?" Darren paused and said regretfully, "It's a pity that nanometers can't be so precise."

"You need a knitting machine," John stroked the ring. "The Regenerating Cradle can help you."

"Re-rebirth cradle?" Darren hesitated, "What is that?"

"A technology that can use nanotechnology to repair the human body." John picked up the wine glass and gestured, "Even your girlfriend can't see any difference in the places repaired by it. The most precise weaving in the world machine'."

Darren was completely stunned. If there was such a thing, he could enter the nanometer realm.

He asked with burning eyes: "Where? No, no, how much?"

"We shouldn't discuss money between us," John said meaningfully, "I'm not short of money, but I'm short of an ally, Darren."

Understanding what John meant, Darren thought for three seconds and raised his glass as well.

"Of course, we don't need those things between us, Mr. Wick."

John smiled with satisfaction, "Here's to us standing together."

Darren also understood that from now on, he could only stand by Wick's side.

He raised his glass to drink.

A genius doctor, only enough knowledge can make him surrender.

Unfortunately, John had these things.

He brought Darren in, not just because he was a shareholder.

What's more, Darren is a genius, but he doesn't have the same moral burden as Tony and Banner.

A person who wants to create shrinking technology and sell it to arms dealers for profit, his moral standards are only lower than profit.

After the two toasted, the banquet in another city also came to a quiet stage.

The guests left after the orgy.

That leaves the Avengers and their friends.

This is a banquet among the Avengers.

"That's definitely a lie," Barton, who had recovered, was lying on the sofa in an awkward position, obviously drunk. He pointed at Thor's hammer placed on the table and said in an exaggerated tone, "Everyone Those who are qualified can possess this power.”

"No matter how you say it, it's all a lie."

In response to his remarks, Saul just smiled and said confidently: "Everyone might as well give it a try."

Barton was stunned.

"Really?"

Of course Thor won't be angry.

Barton immediately stood up, and the Avengers' hammer-raising contest began.

This scene has some overlap with New Mexico.

The first one to appear was Barton. He grabbed Mjolnir with one hand and pulled it confidently.

Thor's Hammer remained motionless.

The second player, Tony, came on the stage. As a person who believes in science, Tony was as joking as ever, "As long as I lift it up, I can rule Asgard? Then I will re-issue the First Night Law."

He grabbed it with both hands and pulled it, just like Barton did, without moving at all.

He was a little embarrassed and said, "Wait a moment."

When he came out again, he had put on his armored arms.

Under his full strength, it was useless to push his arms.

After a while, Rhodes also joined the fight.

Neither man together could shake the hammer.

Banner also gave it a try.

He couldn't even lift it in Hulk form, let alone in human form.

Finally there was Steve, and Thor watched with ease as his companions tried.

Steve pressed his hands hard, and a slight sound made Thor's smile disappear.

Fortunately, Steve didn't pick it up in the end, which made him smile again.

Thor, who almost lost his throne, stepped forward and easily picked up the hammer.

"You are not qualified."

The act of showing off caused everyone to boo.

Thor smiled easily.

Electronic noise suddenly sounded.

Everyone wears a mask of pain.

"qualifications?"

A staggering figure came out.It had wires wrapped around it.

The body is composed of parts from Tony's Iron Legion.

"No, what qualifications do you have?"

"You are all murderers."

This unusual scene made people look solemn.

Steve calls Tony, and Tony calls Jarvis.

He didn't know that Jarvis lost contact the moment this existence was born.

The pieced together robot is the Son of Stark.

Ultron.

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