Pym Technology

Pym Technology

Ta-Lo.

Lin Feng appeared inside the base in a flash.

He walked over to the antique wooden table used for research and activated the holographic screen. "Nuwa, make preparations. We're synthesizing Pym Particles now."

Lin Feng tapped the screen several times, summoning the equipment needed to produce Pym Particles.

"Yes, sir. Starting up. Please begin."

After saying that, Lin Feng entered the formula for Pym Particles and activated the device that captured them.

Hum—

The sound of machinery came from a room concealed by a dark green canopy. Streaks of red light slowly seeped through the gaps between the green leaves.

As time passed, the red glow grew brighter and brighter.

Pfft!

After a sound like escaping air, the dazzling red light abruptly vanished. A few wisps of pale white smoke drifted out of the room as though it had been vented.

Lin Feng rose and entered the room. He lifted the leaves hanging over the doorway and looked at the silver-and-white machine in the dim interior.

He stepped up to the machine, bent slightly, and fixed his gaze on several tubes of red liquid inside it.

"It worked."

Lin Feng picked up several tubes, then turned and walked over to the Twilight Sword.

He carefully controlled the dosage, steadily tilting the vial in his hand.

A drop of red liquid slowly flowed from the edge of the test tube and landed directly on the Twilight Sword.

Whoosh!

The Twilight Sword instantly shrank. Its four- to five-meter blade became only as long as a finger.

"Huh? Why is it so small?!"

Lin Feng stared blankly at the finger-length Twilight Sword on the ground.

He had not expected this outcome, so he hurriedly searched through the memories in his mind again.

"I still need to make an adjuster... Damn, I got too excited and overlooked that."

Lin Feng sighed helplessly, picked up the Twilight Sword, and placed it on the wooden table. Then he began tapping away at the holographic screen again.

Before long, he was holding a metal piece resembling a sword guard, with two buttons on it.

He first placed Pym Particles into one slot of the adjuster, then took another vial and dripped Pym Particles onto it. Whoosh!

The adjuster instantly shrank to the same scale as the Twilight Sword. Lin Feng reached toward it, and his hand somehow began shrinking halfway there.

By the time it reached the Twilight Sword, which was now only finger-sized, his hand had shrunk to just the right size to grip the tiny sword.

Lin Feng carefully attached the adjuster to the Twilight Sword's guard, then pressed one of its buttons.

Whoosh!

The Twilight Sword instantly returned to its original size.

Lin Feng looked at the four- to five-meter Twilight Sword, tapped the adjuster a few times, and pressed another button.

Whoosh!

The Twilight Sword shrank again. This time, however, it did not become finger-sized. Instead, it became like an ordinary longsword, just over a meter long—perfect for Lin Feng to wield.

"This will do. And that crown can be shrunk while I'm at it."

Lin Feng swung the Twilight Sword a few times, then reached out and pulled over a chair that had been sitting nearby.

He lightly swept his sword across it, and the rust-red blade effortlessly sliced through the metal chair.

"It really is sharp."

After testing the Twilight Sword a few more times, Lin Feng shrank it to finger size and placed it on his bracelet.

Several tendrils automatically extended from the blood-red bracelet, passing through the Twilight Sword's hilt and turning it into a decorative charm.

Lin Feng then made a matching adjuster for Surtur's Crown and resized it so that an ordinary person could wear it.

That way, if he traveled to another world someday and happened to like someone, he could just toss this thing to them without worrying about Surtur resurrecting through the Eternal Flame.

"Nuwa, prepare the Time Machine. Begin the journey."

After hanging Surtur's Crown on his bracelet as well, Lin Feng walked over to the Time Machine and prepared for this journey.

He actually had another way to obtain the Time Stone.

He could use Pym Particles to develop time-travel technology, but that would be far too difficult. It required countless calculations and took too much time.

It would be better to use the current Time Machine. There might even be a greater chance of success.

"The Time Machine is ready. Please prepare yourself, sir. Time travel begins. Three, two, one, activate!"

As Nuwa spoke, the Time Machine gradually grew brighter. The glow of the Infinity Stones slowly illuminated the entire room.

Whoosh!!

Amid the multicolored radiance of the Infinity Stones, Lin Feng's figure instantly vanished.

United States, California, San Francisco.

Lin Feng appeared in a small alley somewhere in San Francisco. Looking at the familiar alleyway, he felt utterly helpless.

"Can't I appear somewhere nicer for once?"

After grumbling, Lin Feng walked out of the alley and surveyed this world.

Outside, it seemed more or less the same as San Francisco in Marvel's America. There did not appear to be any major differences.

But every world always had one or two subtle deviations. Lin Feng searched the street for newspapers.

At that moment, a light rain began to fall from the sky. Fine strands of rain settled on people's faces like mist, and the damp air slipped into their noses and mouths.

Lin Feng took a light breath, then stopped beside a small metal box that held free newspapers.

He did not bend down. With only a glance, he discovered that the newspapers inside had long since disappeared.

"Want a newspaper? I've got some. Five cents each."

A strange voice suddenly came from behind Lin Feng, as though someone were speaking in a shrill tone.

He turned around and saw an extremely disheveled homeless woman leaning against the wall. She lifted the filthy sheet covering her legs and pointed at several brand-new newspapers.

Lin Feng did not answer her. He merely glanced over the paper a few times and finished reading its contents.

"Life... Foundation? I've never heard of this company."

Lin Feng recalled the Marvel movies, but he did not remember the company's name.

He stood there thinking for a moment. His somewhat dazed appearance made the homeless woman on the ground think he did not intend to buy her free newspaper, so she quickly covered it up again.

"Dressed so nicely, yet you don't have money."

The homeless woman sneered mockingly, completely failing to notice that she herself was far poorer and more destitute.

"Do you know where the Life Foundation is?"

After thinking it over, Lin Feng casually asked the homeless woman.

"Ten dollars."

The homeless woman extended a thin, withered finger covered in black grime and spoke with a calculating smile.

"Here. Take this."

Lin Feng patted himself down, then turned and peeled off an intact circular piece of sheet metal from the metal box that should have held newspapers.

The metal disk rested in his hand for a moment. When Lin Feng turned back and handed it to the homeless woman—

The coin-sized piece of metal had already turned into a gold coin.

The homeless woman's cloudy eyes immediately erupted with brilliant light. Her slouched body instantly straightened, and she snatched the gold coin from Lin Feng's hand.

She examined it carefully in her palm, then bit it. Only after confirming it was real gold did she grin and carefully tuck it into the inner pocket of her blackened clothes.

"The Life Foundation is in that direction. Go that way from here, turn left, then take the subway to the last stop. Walk another hundred meters, and you'll be there."

The homeless woman eagerly pointed out the route for Lin Feng, and he looked in the direction she indicated.

Neither of them noticed that at the intersection not far away, a slightly chubby man wearing a hat stood with his hands in his pockets, staring coldly at the homeless woman's chest.

Clearly, someone had noticed Lin Feng giving the homeless woman a gold coin.

But Lin Feng had no need to worry about such things.

The homeless woman had nothing to do with him. Once Lin Feng learned the location of the Life Foundation, he lifted his foot and left.

The moment Lin Feng was gone, the homeless woman sprang up as though she had done something guilty. She hunched over, looked around nervously, clutched her belongings, and hurried away.

The slightly chubby man in the hat followed close behind, his eyes locked onto the homeless woman. One hand in his pocket was gripping a bulging object.