Working With Dr. Hank

The receptionist made a call, then rose from her desk, addressing Christopher politely, "Sir, please wait a moment. Secretary Susan will be here shortly to escort you to meet our boss."

After a brief pause, a short-haired woman approached Christopher, introducing herself, "Hello, Mr. Christopher, I'm Mr. Hank's secretary. Please follow me."

"Certainly," Christopher replied, trailing behind the secretary.

In Hank's office, Christopher settled into his seat, wasting no time with pleasantries. "Hello, Mr. Hank. I'm here representing SHIELD, and to be direct, we're interested in acquiring your Pym particles. Please name your price."

Hank reclined in his chair with a nonchalant air. "What brings you here?" he inquired lazily.

"To create weapons and protect Earth," Christopher replied firmly.

"Weapons are out of the question," Hank retorted. He staunchly opposed warfare, evident from his fallout with his protege, Darren Krause.

"Mr. Hank, you're aware of the current global threats. Alien invasions have wrought devastation on Earth repeatedly. Without adequate weaponry, humanity faces either enslavement or annihilation. As a brilliant scientist, don't you feel a sense of duty? If everyone acts selfishly and meets their demise, who will safeguard you, your wife, and daughter?" Christopher implored.

Hank sat up, visibly agitated. "You mentioned protecting my wife and daughter. Do you know where my wife is? Tell me, and I'll consider your request for the Pym particles."

Christopher's plan worked. The fish has taken the bait.

"Your wife, Jenny, isn't deceased. She's trapped in the quantum realm," he revealed.

Hank rose from his chair, trembling with excitement. "Is that true?"

"Yes, she's been stranded in the quantum realm, where time operates differently. Remarkably, she hasn't aged a day since her disappearance," Christopher confirmed.

To gain Hank's trust he started explaining some of the quantum theories inspired from "Ant-Man 2" along with his own hypothesis es.

Though initially skeptical of Christopher's intentions, Hank's doubts dissipated upon hearing his explanation of quantum concepts. With newfound clarity, Hank glimpsed the path to unlocking the secrets of the quantum realm.

"Fabulous, you have opened a whole new world for me," Hank exclaimed joyously.

Hank and his wife shared a profound bond. Hank's relentless pursuit of quantum research stemmed from his desire to rescue her.

"Now, about the Pym particles..." Christopher interjected with a sly grin.

Hank expressed his happiness, saying, "Yes, not only can I give you the Pym particles, but I can also provide you with the technology to extract them."

"For real," Christopher exclaimed, his disbelief palpable.

Christopher never expected things to unfold so smoothly. Little did he know the depths of Hank's love for his wife, and the relentless determination he possessed to find her against all odds. Now, faced with a glimmer of hope, Hank clung to it with all his might.

Hank nodded seriously and added, "Yes, but you have to help me rescue my wife, Jenny."

Extending his right hand, Christopher said, "Happy cooperation."

"Dad, you can't cooperate with him; he is lying to you."

Hope, a woman with short hair and flaming red lips, burst into the room and exclaimed loudly.

"Hope, you're being rude. How could you talk like this?" Hank scolded his daughter.

"Dad, think about it! Many people already know about Mom being lost in the quantum realm through your words. So, it's not surprising that SHIELD knows about it. As for the quantum realm, only we have mastered this technology. Even we can't find Mom in the quantum field; they don't even have quantum technology. Then how can they find her?" Hope reasoned.

"Okay, it seems so," Hank suddenly realized.

"Mr. Hank, have you heard of the Zola algorithm?" Christopher switched to deception mode once again.

Hank shook his head, replying, "No."

"The Zola algorithm is the work of Dr. Zola, a genius scientist during World War II. It can see everything. The reason why I know where your wife is and how to rescue her is because I have the Zola algorithm," Christopher lied smoothly.

Zola's algorithm is essentially a calculation method relying on vast data to deduce the desired information.

"I can give you Pym particles and quantum technology, but you have to rescue my wife first," Hank said, adding a condition to ensure Christopher's sincerity.

Christopher extended his right hand again, saying, "Happy cooperation."

Christopher was confident that with his abilities and Hank's expertise, rescuing Jenny wouldn't be a challenging task.

Hank reciprocated by extending his right hand, stating, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

"In order to study the transparent quantum field earlier, I suggest you come with me. I live on an island where there are various research materials and other scientists," Christopher proposed.

"Okay," Hank agreed without much hesitation. As long as he could save his wife, he was willing to do anything.

"Dad, I'm going too; I don't trust you," Hope declared, feeling uneasy about Christopher's intentions.

"If you go, who will manage the company?" Hank retorted.

Hope was left without a strong argument, and Hank, feeling free and easy, stated, "That settles it; you manage the company for me, and I'll pack up."

After Hank departed, Hope approached Christopher, disregarding his sturdy frame entirely, and issued a chilling threat: "If you dare to deceive or harm my dad, I won't let you off the hook."

"Oh really?" Christopher chuckled.

"No matter how strong you are, you need to know how to fight," Hope retorted sarcastically. She possessed agility and combat skills honed through training, even sparring with Ant-Man Scott. Moreover, she had her Wasp suits, granting her confidence against Christopher.

"Why don't we put that to the test?" Christopher suggested with a mischievous grin. Time to see how well she fares against him.

"Alright! Let's go to the rooftop," Hope agreed.

Christopher and Hope ascended to the rooftop, finding it empty and spacious—a perfect arena for their bout.

Christopher beckoned to Hope, saying, "Come on, baby."

Hope bit her lip, closing in on Christopher. Swiftly, she threw a punch, but mid-way, she switched to a kick aimed at Christopher's groin.

Christopher swiftly clamped his legs, trapping Hope's foot, and grinned, "You're too weak."

In response, Hope delivered a punch to Christopher's head.

Undeterred, Christopher caught her wrist with his left hand, smiling once more. "Still not strong enough."

Hope attempted to jab Christopher's eyes with her remaining hand.

Christopher dodged, seizing her right hand with his right, and grinned again. "Can you even move?"

With her hands and one foot restrained, Hope seethed with anger, hurling curses. "Let me go, you bastard! Release me, and I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

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