Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

"Technological resonance?" Hank sneered, as if he'd heard a bad joke. "Young man, do you even know anything about microphysics? You think money can buy truth? Go find resonance at your yacht party..."

"Enough, Father!"

Hope couldn't listen anymore. Seeing her beloved man being so rudely targeted and belittled by her father, her protective instincts kicked in.

She stood between Azu and Hank, her eyes fixed sharply on her father.

"Stop with your paranoia! Daniel isn't Tony Stark, and Starr Industries didn't start out making bombs!"

"Daniel is also a top scientist! His achievements in the field of microscopy are absolutely no less than yours!"

Hope raised her voice a few decibels, speaking out without hesitation for Azu.

"Don't always think you're the only one who knows the truth. You're not the only person in this world who can shrink objects!"

These words struck Pym like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

His body froze instantly.

"What do you mean?" Old Pym's gaze swept back and forth between his daughter and Azu, his voice low. "What do you mean by 'not the only one who can shrink objects'?"

As soon as Hope spoke, she immediately realized that she had let something slip in her excitement.

She actually revealed this without Daniel's consent.

She instinctively covered her lips, then turned to look at Ah Zu in a flustered manner, her eyes filled with apology and regret.

"I'm sorry, Daniel... I didn't mean to, I just..." she said in a low voice, trying to explain.

"It's alright, Hope." Azu gave her a reassuring smile, indicating that she didn't need to be nervous.

"There's no need to hide this from Dr. Pym. In fact, I'm here today hoping to have an in-depth discussion with him on this topic."

Under Pym's gaze, which was filled with doubt and even some wariness.

Azu stood up and slowly took out the uniquely shaped miniaturized and enlarged lamp.

He pointed the front of the device at himself and gently tapped his thumb on the sliding button.

"Open your eyes, Dr. Pym. There's never just one path to science."

"Buzz—!"

A slight high-frequency vibration sounded, and a pale orange fan-shaped beam of light enveloped Azu's head.

Right under Hank Pym's nose.

The tall, handsome Asian man's body shrank rapidly at a visible speed.

In the blink of an eye, it vanished without a trace before my very eyes.

"My God..."

Old Pym suddenly stood up from the sofa, his movement so abrupt that he knocked over the teacup in front of him, spilling black tea all over the floor.

Hope knew perfectly well what was going on. She gracefully knelt down and placed her fair, smooth palms flat on the carpet.

A miniature version of Azu, only a few centimeters tall, walked with a leisurely gait into Hope's palm.

Hope carefully cupped her hands and moved them in front of her father.

Old Pym stared wide-eyed, bringing his face just inches from Hope's palm, his eyes fixed on the miniature human standing in his daughter's hand.

"Incredible..."

As the inventor of the Pym particle, he understood better than anyone else in the world what it truly meant.

"How did you do that?!" Pym stared intently at Azu in Hope's palm, like an apprentice driven by a frenzied thirst for knowledge.

"No closed-body suit? No life support helmet? Not even any breathing aids?!"

It's important to understand that the most difficult technological barrier to overcome with Pym particles has never been shrinking things; the real challenge is shrinking living people so they don't die.

Azu began to briefly explain his advanced theories, which were instilled by the system.

"This technology does not rely on compressing atomic spacing; it is based on direct interference of Planck's constant waves... (The technology is too advanced to demonstrate.)"

Old Pym listened intently. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he uttered "God." As a leading expert in this field, he could understand every theory that Azu put forward.

Although these theories are groundbreaking, they are logically consistent within a specific high-dimensional physical framework.

An undisputed genius!

Old Pym slumped back onto the sofa, feeling utterly dejected.

The formula for the Pym particle was a miracle he discovered by chance in his experiments after countless coincidences; it was like the dice rolled by God, containing a huge element of luck.

No matter how talented others are, they can only follow in his footsteps and explore; they can never create something out of thin air.

The technique displayed by this young man named Daniel is clearly based on genius inspiration combined with solid theoretical foundations.

From nothing to something, it miraculously opened up a completely new path in microphysics.

At this moment, Hank Pym's perception of Azu took a complete 180-degree turn.

Putting aside his status as a senior executive at Starr Group, this young man's research capabilities alone are enough to earn his respect.

"You're a true genius, Daniel." Pym's tone shifted from disdain to genuine admiration.

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Hope felt a surge of pride when he saw that his father had finally accepted Azu.

"I told you so, Father," she added, seizing the opportunity to chime in.

"Daniel is a man who truly cares about the fate of humanity. He researches this technology to benefit the world, not to create chaos. We should trust him."

Old Pym's initial goodwill vanished instantly when he saw his daughter constantly siding with outsiders.

So what if he's a genius? A genius is still a man!

Any man who tries to abduct his daughter is a class enemy!

What's more, this man is a dangerous individual who possesses both capital and deadly technology!

Old Pym felt inexplicably annoyed, and a surge of anger welled up inside him again.

He gave a heavy, cold snort, his expression hardening again.

"Benefiting mankind? I've heard that kind of high-sounding talk far too many times." Hank glanced at Azu in Hope's palm, his tone sharp.

"Hope, you've been bewitched by him! Who knows if he's just putting on an act today? Maybe he's trying to use you to extract the core formula for the Pym Particles, and then combine those two technologies to create an even more terrifying weapon!"

"The capitalist's nature is greed; it's written in their genes!"

Hearing her father's stubbornness, Hope turned pale with anger: "Father! You are simply unreasonable!"

"Dr. Pym."

Just as the father and daughter were about to explode, Ah Zu spoke up in time to stop their argument.

Instead of acting like a paranoid patient here, worrying unnecessarily about whether I will cause trouble in the world in the future, you should think about the current situation.

"At this very moment, someone has already turned your life's work into a weapon and is offering it to the world's most dangerous buyer."

"And that person wasn't me. It was none other than your prized student, Darren Cross!"

Azu's words were like daggers, mercilessly reopening old Pim's wounds.