Chapter 22: A Community of Shared Future (Edited)

What? What's happening? The Cosmic Origin Will?

Speaking of Marvel's Cosmic Origin Will, what is it, the OAA or the Living Tribunal?

Clark stopped abruptly, turned around, and looked back at the place where he bought the mineral water. After receiving that system notification, the last place he had been to was that water stall, which naturally became his first suspect when a Cosmic Origin Will suddenly appeared.

However, upon looking, that place was... completely empty! Suddenly, Clark felt a chill rise from his heels to the top of his head.

What happened to the sci-fi world they promised? What's with this sudden supernatural effect?

Even the style has completely changed!

Looking at the now completely dark sky and the increasingly deserted streets, Clark lost all interest in continuing to run home. He decisively waved for a taxi at the roadside, marking his first taxi ride since crossing over.

Sitting in the taxi, Clark collected his thoughts and began to seriously consider what had just happened.

First of all, one thing was certain: he had been targeted by some powerful entity, beyond any doubt.

And since the system identified it as the Cosmic Origin Will, the prestige of such an entity must be at least at the level of the Living Tribunal, or even possibly that unspeakable supreme being, the OAA!

Even a level below, whether it be the Five Cosmic Beings or the Council of Godheads, would definitely not be worthy of this title.

Thus, it could be inferred that the entity must have observed him from the distant cosmos, similar to Heimdall of Asgard, so the entity could discover him, but he absolutely could not see the entity.

But this explanation couldn't account for the sudden disappearance of the drink stall.

However, despite some unresolved questions, this was the only reasonable explanation. Otherwise, could the Cosmic Origin Will really be that kindly old man selling water? Shaking his head, Clark decided not to dwell on this headache-inducing issue anymore.

It seemed likely that the entity had no malice towards him; otherwise, with its prestige, it could probably evaporate him, a mere ant, with just a thought.

Relaxing, Clark then noticed the black taxi driver occasionally glancing at him with a weird look.

Could it be, the taxi driver... was gay? Suddenly snapping to alert, Clark frowned and asked: "Why aren't you focusing on driving and keep looking at me? Haven't you seen Superman before?"

Received +3 impression points from Jerome Arnold!

"I'm wondering where you're going to pull out money to pay for the fare!"

...

Clark, who managed to show his student ID to Tony at the costume party, naturally had a place to keep money. He silently pulled out his wallet from a pocket sewn under the big red cape at his lower back and placed a $10 bill on the platform under the car window.

Returning home, Clark had just turned on his computer to continue writing when someone knocked on his door.

It was none other than the Pym father and daughter.

After inviting them in, Clark noticed Hank Pym's face always carried a kind smile, looking at him with eyes full of approval.

Remembering how Scott Lang was tricked in the Ant-Man movies, Clark couldn't help but be on guard.

This old man is tricky!

Hank seemed oblivious to Clark's thoughts and directly asked after sitting down: "Clark, are you interested in quantum mechanics?"

Quantum mechanics?

Clark was surprised: "You plan to teach me quantum mechanics personally?"

"Not just quantum mechanics." Hank's lips slightly curled up, seemingly pleased with Clark's surprised reaction: "I can even share the more precious Pym Particles with you. In return, after you have mastered all my knowledge, I hope you can help me save Janet."

Clark sat down and asked: "Why do you think I can do it?"

"I have to believe that because you're my only hope." Hank shook his head: "After all, you're the only one who has entered the quantum realm and come back from there. To some extent, you're the one who understands the quantum realm the best, even though you don't yet fully understand what you've seen."

Okay, Clark had to admit, even if the part of his memory lost in the quantum realm was fully recovered, he couldn't accurately describe what he saw to others. He couldn't just say, "Stay away from tardigrades after entering the quantum realm, take a left after seeing three light points, then go straight…"

Such a scene would be embarrassingly awkward to even think about.

Hope finally spoke: "Also, you don't have to worry about us harboring any malice towards you. To save my mother from the quantum realm, you are our greatest hope. Our interests are aligned."

Clark nodded slightly: "A community of shared future?"

"That's the idea, you summarized it more succinctly than I could." Hope winked playfully.

Hank then firmly decided: "Starting tomorrow, I will dedicate two hours every day to teach you about quantum mechanics. Forget about writing your novel; it's a waste of time."

"No way!" Hearing that he couldn't write his novel, Clark immediately objected: "No one can stop me from writing. If I have to make a choice, I'd rather give up the opportunity to learn quantum mechanics from you!"

Learning quantum mechanics, especially from Hank Pym, was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, akin to having Dugu seeking defeat teach you swordsmanship in a martial arts novel – a stroke of great luck.

However, if it meant giving up writing, that was something Clark could never accept.

Writing was his only way to quickly accumulate impression points, which directly affected the development of his cheat.

Choosing between a good teacher and a personal cheat, Clark wouldn't hesitate to choose the latter.

Seeing Clark's firm stance, Hank slightly frowned but took a step back: "You can continue writing your book, but you must dedicate two hours every day to study quantum mechanics with me. How you manage your time is your problem."

Seeing Hank relent, Clark secretly breathed a sigh of relief and made an OK gesture to him, agreeing to the arrangement.

After sending off the Pym father and daughter, Clark eagerly opened the system interface, his eyes shining at the "Random BGM Lottery Card" in the item bar.

What exactly is the "Cosmic Origin Will," and what consequences will being noticed by it bring? With Clark's current strength, it was futile to even think about it.

It was more practical to see what surprises the "Random BGM Lottery Card" could bring him!