Pym Particles

Chu Hang lost his patience.

Scott Lang's training looked like a clumsy circus act to him. He watched the man wobble atop an ant, spending an entire night just barely mastering how to take off. That level of efficiency was unbearable.

Waiting for Scott to fully figure out the Ant-Man Suit's functions before copying them from him was like waiting for an elementary school student to solve college-level math. Too slow.

He decided to change his approach.

He did not need to wait for the fruit to ripen. He could simply obtain the cultivation method for the entire tree.

His target was Hank Pym.

That night, while Hope and Scott were out buying ingredients for dinner, he found Hank Pym calibrating equipment in the basement.

Chu Hang used Mental Law to conceal his presence, and Hank Pym did not notice someone had appeared behind him at all.

Chu Hang reached out and lightly tapped his shoulder.

The system prompt sounded in his mind.

"Target detected: Henry Pym. Copyable ability list: [S-rank · Quantum Physics Mastery], [A-rank · Insect Behavior Research]..."

Chu Hang chose the former without hesitation.

A vast, orderly torrent of knowledge flooded into his mind. It was not mere memorized data, but an entirely new perspective on the world, an intuitive understanding of the laws of physics at the subatomic level.

He instantly understood the essence of Pym Particles.

They did not simply shrink things. Through a special quantum field, they forcibly compressed the space between atomic nuclei and electrons, folding three-dimensional matter across higher dimensions.

Chu Hang withdrew his hand and silently turned to leave. The old man remained focused on the instrument in his hands, utterly unaware of what had just happened.

Back at his base, Chu Hang headed straight for the workbench.

He did not