Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

Watching the two flirt so openly in front of him, he felt an itch in his teeth and a general sense of unease.

"SO!!!"

Old Pym angrily interrupted them loudly.

"Now that things are settled, let's not waste any more time! We need to act immediately according to plan!"

He walked to the door, opened the private room door, turned to Hope and called out, "Hope, let's go. There's still a lot of preparation to be done."

Hope was still angry with her father.

"You can go now. I still have some company business to discuss with Daniel in detail."

"you--!!"

Pym was furious at his daughter's words. What company business? Judging from her eyes, she clearly wanted to discuss something else!

But he knew his daughter's stubbornness, and if he forcibly pulled her away now, it would only backfire.

"Whatever!"

Old Pym huffed and puffed out a sentence before turning around and striding out of the private room.

Old Pym had only taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped. He remembered that Hope had driven the car over earlier that day, and she still had the keys.

"That brat, she's always causing me trouble."

Old Pym sighed helplessly, turned around, and walked back.

Upon reaching the private room, he grasped the doorknob and pushed the door open a crack, but his hand immediately froze.

Through the narrow crack in the door, he could clearly see everything that was happening inside the private room.

Hope clung tightly to Daniel's neck, practically hanging on him.

The two embraced and kissed passionately.

Moreover, the man's hand was already roaming freely over his daughter's perfect curves without any restraint.

The scene was so intense it practically set the air ablaze.

Old Pym was furious. He wanted nothing more than to rush in and give this bastard who had laid a hand on him a good punch!

But when he placed his hand on the door, ready to push it open, he stopped.

He looked at his daughter's blissful and contented expression. It was a radiance he hadn't seen on Hope's face since Janet disappeared.

at this point.

Should he rush in, mess things up, and make Hope hate him again?

Old Pym looked at the absorbed figure through the crack in the door with a complicated expression, and let out a long sigh.

He silently closed the gap gently, then turned and walked alone towards the elevator.

"Forget it, I'll just take a taxi..."

……

Inside the private room, the flames of desire were burning fiercely.

Azu's technique was extremely skillful. Every touch he made precisely targeted Hope's most sensitive nerves.

Hope felt weak all over, her reason gradually sinking into a sea of ​​desire. She responded passionately, almost melting in the man's arms.

But just as Azu was preparing to take the next substantive action.

"Ah...no, Daniel...we can't be here."

With amazing perseverance and self-control, Hope placed his hands on Azu's chest and gently pushed him away.

"Once all this is over... I promise..."

Her cheeks flushed red, and before she could finish speaking, she quickly pecked Ah Zu on the lips.

Then, blushing, she hurriedly straightened her clothes, grabbed her handbag, and rushed out of the private room.

Azu stood there, watching Hope's departing figure, and touched his chin helplessly.

This feeling of being stuck in the middle is absolutely awful.

He sat back on the sofa and took out his encrypted phone.

"Skynet".

"I'm here, sir," came the gentle voice from Skynet immediately.

"Within thirty minutes, I arrived at my suite at the Fairmont Hotel."

The SkyNet on the other end of the phone clearly noticed the unusual tone in Azu's voice. She didn't waste any words and even showed a hint of expectation.

"Yes, sir. I'll be there in twenty-five minutes," she added. "Just in time, there's some important new information about the Skrulls that I need to report to you."

"very good!"

Ah Zu hung up the phone and left the clubhouse directly.

……

Thirty minutes later.

The Presidential Suite at the Fairmont Hotel.

The bedroom curtains were drawn, and the air was thick with the scent of hormones.

It took two full hours for the commotion to finally subside.

Ah Zu leaned against the headboard and lit a Cohiba cigarette.

Skynet was like a docile cat, quietly resting on his chest.

"Are you feeling better, sir?" Miss Skynet's gentle voice carried a hint of contented languor.

He took the note left by old Pym from inside his suit by the bedside and handed it to Skynet.

"All materials and instruments listed on this sheet must be delivered to this address within three days."

Miss SkyNet's eyes gleamed with blue light as she swept them across the room.

"Data has been entered, and procurement orders have been issued. All supplies will be delivered to the designated location within 72 hours."

"And one more thing," Azu continued.

"Keep a close eye on Hank Pym's progress. Once he successfully synthesizes stable Pym particles using our equipment and completes the next generation of his suit..."

"Immediately, through Mitchell Carson, inform Darren that Hank Pym is creating Pym Particles and a new suit, as well as the location of the new laboratory."

Tianwang immediately understood Azu's intention.

"Darren Cross is an extremely greedy and unscrupulous person. Once he knows that there are readily available Pym Particles, he will definitely abandon his unstable Cross Particles and do whatever it takes to seize them."

"No one can match your wisdom, sir," Tianwang exclaimed sincerely.

"Alright, let's talk about the situation with the Skrulls," Azu asked.

SkyNet straightened up and began its report without any attempt at concealment.

"The Super Skrull experiments are progressing faster than we anticipated."

"Now that the technical obstacles have been largely cleared, they are ready to begin the first batch of super Skrull entities modified by fusing your biological samples."

"That sounds like good news," Azu nodded.

"But the bad news is that, because our infiltration was so successful, the first batch of test subjects compiled by Gravik consists entirely of T-1050 infiltrators that we sent to infiltrate them."

"This is a problem," Azu frowned.

"The T-1050 can only simulate appearances in essence, and is fundamentally different from the abilities of the Skrulls. Without the Skrulls' unique shapeshifting genes, if these Terminators were put on a Skrull's experimental bench, they would be immediately exposed."

Azu looked at SkyNet, "Since you brought this up, it means you already have a solution?"

"Yes, sir."

Skynet nodded in response.

"The reason why the Skrulls can change their appearance at will and even copy the short-term memories of a target lies in a unique unstable molecule in their bodies. This molecule gives their genetic chains extremely high plasticity."

"My plan is to extract unstable molecules from the captive Skrulls in the Alaska park and transplant them into the artificial biological tissue of the T-1050."