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Chapter 600
chapter 0263 part 2
The current Tang Group could be described as a true behemoth, a giant multinational company spanning over two hundred countries. Some even said that the recent election of the Black Person President and the assassination of the former President were related to him. This was an "Important Figure" who could influence the Federation's political economy! Although Hank Pym had withdrawn from Pym Technologies, his connections in the upper class were still strong. He knew that Tang Song had resigned from his position in the Federal Senate two weeks ago, replaced by Lane, whom he had recommended.
But Hank Pym knew this didn't mean Tang Song's influence had weakened. On the contrary, he was shifting himself behind the scenes, just like the controllers of some true consortiums in the Federation.
Hank Pym just didn't know what the purpose of this "Important Figure" inviting him here was. "In the Quantum Realm, Dr. Pym, you are the most authoritative one on Earth," Tang Song cast his fishing rod and asked, "I heard that in the Quantum Realm, time and real-world time are not the same. Is there a possibility that we can travel from one Universe to Another Universe?"
"Uh," Hank Pym adjusted his glasses in surprise, "Multiverse, that's just a scientific mystery, and the Quantum Realm involves microscopic theories, which should be different from the macroscopic Universe!"
Tang Song couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The current Hank Pym was focused on rescuing his wife trapped in the Quantum Realm and hadn't delved deeply into many aspects of the Quantum Realm. "Not long ago, I caught a Stowaway from Another Universe. His method of smuggling was quite interesting," Tang Song glanced at Hank Pym. "They entered the Quantum Realm through Pym Particles from another Universe, and then entered our Universe through the Quantum Realm!"
"Pym Particles from Another Universe?!" Hank Pym's hand trembled, and the Purple Bamboo Fishing Rod in his hand plopped into the water.
Tang Song took out a cigar from his cigar box, puffed out smoke, and said, "A Universe with seventy percent similarity to our Universe. There is also a Hank Pym in that Another Universe. He researched Pym Particles and rescued his wife in the Quantum Realm!"
Tang Song waved his hand, retrieved the fishing rod that had fallen into the water, and smiled:
"I'm quite interested in this area. It's just a pity that my research laboratory lacks an expert in the Quantum Realm."
Tang Song handed the fishing rod to Hank Pym and smiled gently: "Interested in cooperation? Let's research together. I'll help you rescue your wife, and you contribute your wisdom!"
Hank Pym suppressed his inner excitement and asked with a somewhat serious expression, "Can you tell me, Mr. Tang, what is your purpose in researching the Quantum Realm? With your power, influence, and position, there's no need to research these matters."
"They say when in doubt, consult Quantum Science. I'm just more interested in Quantum Science."
"Technology can only achieve success through dedicated research. Because of my research team, human technology has leaped forward by a hundred years!
What do you think? If it weren't for my technology research institutes, where would those new energy utilization technologies come from?
How were those new high-power aerospace engines manufactured? The recently released, extremely energy-efficient small household magnetic levitation vehicles, who manufactured them? A large portion of these products that have improved our civilization come from the research departments under Tang Group, Dr. Pym. Clinging tightly to Pym Particles, relying solely on your own strength, how long will it take to fulfill your dream and rescue your wife from the Quantum Realm? Why not let me help you!"
Hank Pym looked at Tang Song, somewhat conflicted. For him, Pym Particles were his lifework, like his own child.
He didn't want his child to fall into the hands of someone with ill intentions, or rather, it was his private property.
He didn't want others to use it, except for the people he designated.
Moreover, the person in front of him truly didn't look like a good person. Not only was his rise to wealth shady, but he controlled over half of the Federation's energy, biological, and manufacturing industries. Hank Pym had lived for most of his life and had seen this typical capitalist face. Pym Particles falling into his hands might not be a good thing. Hank Pym couldn't help but shake his head.
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Tang, Pym Particles are my lifework. I cannot give them to outsiders.
Furthermore, as far as I know, Earth's aerospace technology development level has indeed advanced by decades because of your Tang Group, but you, Stark Industries, Weyland, and Osborn together have extracted profits from this that have almost made half of the Federation your personal possession."
Tang Song narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It seems that in Dr. Pym's impression,
Tang Group has a very bad reputation. But it doesn't matter. Since Dr. Pym is not interested, I will have to find someone who is willing to cooperate. I heard you have a student named Darren Cross, who is currently researching a new type of combat armor. I think he will reach a consensus with me.
Oh, and you also have a daughter who has made significant achievements in the Quantum Realm!"
"Darren Cross! That bastard is a thief, a pilferer! He stole my technology!"
Hank Pym was furious upon hearing Tang Song's words. When he heard Tang Song mention his daughter, he reached out to press the Ant-Man Suit activation device on his wrist, intending to teach this guy a lesson.
However, a gleaming silver fish hook flashed past his eyes first, hooking away the Ant-Man Suit activation device from his wrist! Then Hank Pym felt himself lose control of his body, standing there stiffly, like a wooden stake.
*Splash*, Tang Song waved the fishing rod, disturbing the Water Surface. On the Lake Surface, a Space Gate sparking and hissing opened.
Ivan Vanko, wearing a white research coat and covered in oil stains, walked out of the Space Gate.
"Boss, what are your orders? We are analyzing the experiment data recorded by Knowhere's Red Queen. Connors has dissected and researched a batch of vampires. Using King Kong's DNA, combining elements from the three, we have currently achieved a second-generation clone production line using cloning technology. However, according to my idea," Ivan Vanko walked out of the Space Gate, pulled over a nearby bamboo chair, and sat down, "Why not use Adamantium to produce a batch of Iron Soldiers? Increase the power of the Core Arc Reactor several times. No matter how many angels there are, ten thousand Iron Soldiers self-destructing can also blast them into dust!"
"Adamantium to build a hundred thousand Iron Soldiers?" Tang Song lifted his fishing rod, re-attached the bait, and cast it out.
"You really dare to think big. With the current Adamantium production capacity, a hundred thousand Adamantium self-destructing soldiers, I'd go bankrupt after only a few blasts!"
"By the way, Professor Connors is researching cloning technology, why are you there? Shouldn't you be researching that alien technology?"
"It was Professor Connors who felt that the performance of these clones on the battlefield was too monotonous in terms of attack methods, and wanted to equip them with high-energy machine guns and electromagnetic cannons, so he called me over to help..."
Ivan Vanko pouted, his gaze looking at the stiff, frozen Hank Pym beside him:
"Boss, who is he?"
"This is Dr. Hank Pym, an expert in the Quantum Realm! From now on, he will be responsible for the Base's research in the Quantum Realm! Take him back to the Base!"
Looking at Hank Pym's appearance, Ivan Vanko knew that this invited expert was not very willing, but it didn't matter. He believed that under the Boss's magical spell, he would quickly integrate into their big family.
Ivan Vanko hoisted the frozen Dr. Pym onto his shoulder and returned to the Research Base through the Space Gate.
Pym Particles, Imitate Heaven and Earth, interesting.
Tang Song narrowed his eyes, looking at the Fishing Float on the Lake Surface, smiling like an Old Fox.
(end of chapter)
The current Tang Group could be described as a true behemoth, a giant multinational company spanning over two hundred countries. Some even said that the recent election of the Black Person President and the assassination of the former President were related to him. This was an "Important Figure" who could influence the Federation's political economy! Although Hank Pym had withdrawn from Pym Technologies, his connections in the upper class were still strong. He knew that Tang Song had resigned from his position in the Federal Senate two weeks ago, replaced by Lane, whom he had recommended.
But Hank Pym knew this didn't mean Tang Song's influence had weakened. On the contrary, he was shifting himself behind the scenes, just like the controllers of some true consortiums in the Federation.
Hank Pym just didn't know what the purpose of this "Important Figure" inviting him here was. "In the Quantum Realm, Dr. Pym, you are the most authoritative one on Earth," Tang Song cast his fishing rod and asked, "I heard that in the Quantum Realm, time and real-world time are not the same. Is there a possibility that we can travel from one Universe to Another Universe?"
"Uh," Hank Pym adjusted his glasses in surprise, "Multiverse, that's just a scientific mystery, and the Quantum Realm involves microscopic theories, which should be different from the macroscopic Universe!"
Tang Song couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The current Hank Pym was focused on rescuing his wife trapped in the Quantum Realm and hadn't delved deeply into many aspects of the Quantum Realm. "Not long ago, I caught a Stowaway from Another Universe. His method of smuggling was quite interesting," Tang Song glanced at Hank Pym. "They entered the Quantum Realm through Pym Particles from another Universe, and then entered our Universe through the Quantum Realm!"
"Pym Particles from Another Universe?!" Hank Pym's hand trembled, and the Purple Bamboo Fishing Rod in his hand plopped into the water.
Tang Song took out a cigar from his cigar box, puffed out smoke, and said, "A Universe with seventy percent similarity to our Universe. There is also a Hank Pym in that Another Universe. He researched Pym Particles and rescued his wife in the Quantum Realm!"
Tang Song waved his hand, retrieved the fishing rod that had fallen into the water, and smiled:
"I'm quite interested in this area. It's just a pity that my research laboratory lacks an expert in the Quantum Realm."
Tang Song handed the fishing rod to Hank Pym and smiled gently: "Interested in cooperation? Let's research together. I'll help you rescue your wife, and you contribute your wisdom!"
Hank Pym suppressed his inner excitement and asked with a somewhat serious expression, "Can you tell me, Mr. Tang, what is your purpose in researching the Quantum Realm? With your power, influence, and position, there's no need to research these matters."
"They say when in doubt, consult Quantum Science. I'm just more interested in Quantum Science."
"Technology can only achieve success through dedicated research. Because of my research team, human technology has leaped forward by a hundred years!
What do you think? If it weren't for my technology research institutes, where would those new energy utilization technologies come from?
How were those new high-power aerospace engines manufactured? The recently released, extremely energy-efficient small household magnetic levitation vehicles, who manufactured them? A large portion of these products that have improved our civilization come from the research departments under Tang Group, Dr. Pym. Clinging tightly to Pym Particles, relying solely on your own strength, how long will it take to fulfill your dream and rescue your wife from the Quantum Realm? Why not let me help you!"
Hank Pym looked at Tang Song, somewhat conflicted. For him, Pym Particles were his lifework, like his own child.
He didn't want his child to fall into the hands of someone with ill intentions, or rather, it was his private property.
He didn't want others to use it, except for the people he designated.
Moreover, the person in front of him truly didn't look like a good person. Not only was his rise to wealth shady, but he controlled over half of the Federation's energy, biological, and manufacturing industries. Hank Pym had lived for most of his life and had seen this typical capitalist face. Pym Particles falling into his hands might not be a good thing. Hank Pym couldn't help but shake his head.
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Tang, Pym Particles are my lifework. I cannot give them to outsiders.
Furthermore, as far as I know, Earth's aerospace technology development level has indeed advanced by decades because of your Tang Group, but you, Stark Industries, Weyland, and Osborn together have extracted profits from this that have almost made half of the Federation your personal possession."
Tang Song narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It seems that in Dr. Pym's impression,
Tang Group has a very bad reputation. But it doesn't matter. Since Dr. Pym is not interested, I will have to find someone who is willing to cooperate. I heard you have a student named Darren Cross, who is currently researching a new type of combat armor. I think he will reach a consensus with me.
Oh, and you also have a daughter who has made significant achievements in the Quantum Realm!"
"Darren Cross! That bastard is a thief, a pilferer! He stole my technology!"
Hank Pym was furious upon hearing Tang Song's words. When he heard Tang Song mention his daughter, he reached out to press the Ant-Man Suit activation device on his wrist, intending to teach this guy a lesson.
However, a gleaming silver fish hook flashed past his eyes first, hooking away the Ant-Man Suit activation device from his wrist! Then Hank Pym felt himself lose control of his body, standing there stiffly, like a wooden stake.
*Splash*, Tang Song waved the fishing rod, disturbing the Water Surface. On the Lake Surface, a Space Gate sparking and hissing opened.
Ivan Vanko, wearing a white research coat and covered in oil stains, walked out of the Space Gate.
"Boss, what are your orders? We are analyzing the experiment data recorded by Knowhere's Red Queen. Connors has dissected and researched a batch of vampires. Using King Kong's DNA, combining elements from the three, we have currently achieved a second-generation clone production line using cloning technology. However, according to my idea," Ivan Vanko walked out of the Space Gate, pulled over a nearby bamboo chair, and sat down, "Why not use Adamantium to produce a batch of Iron Soldiers? Increase the power of the Core Arc Reactor several times. No matter how many angels there are, ten thousand Iron Soldiers self-destructing can also blast them into dust!"
"Adamantium to build a hundred thousand Iron Soldiers?" Tang Song lifted his fishing rod, re-attached the bait, and cast it out.
"You really dare to think big. With the current Adamantium production capacity, a hundred thousand Adamantium self-destructing soldiers, I'd go bankrupt after only a few blasts!"
"By the way, Professor Connors is researching cloning technology, why are you there? Shouldn't you be researching that alien technology?"
"It was Professor Connors who felt that the performance of these clones on the battlefield was too monotonous in terms of attack methods, and wanted to equip them with high-energy machine guns and electromagnetic cannons, so he called me over to help..."
Ivan Vanko pouted, his gaze looking at the stiff, frozen Hank Pym beside him:
"Boss, who is he?"
"This is Dr. Hank Pym, an expert in the Quantum Realm! From now on, he will be responsible for the Base's research in the Quantum Realm! Take him back to the Base!"
Looking at Hank Pym's appearance, Ivan Vanko knew that this invited expert was not very willing, but it didn't matter. He believed that under the Boss's magical spell, he would quickly integrate into their big family.
Ivan Vanko hoisted the frozen Dr. Pym onto his shoulder and returned to the Research Base through the Space Gate.
Pym Particles, Imitate Heaven and Earth, interesting.
Tang Song narrowed his eyes, looking at the Fishing Float on the Lake Surface, smiling like an Old Fox.
(end of chapter)
