Chapter 119: Hank Pym

Traveling the World with the Help of All Humanity Hawking Ring 2399 words 2026-04-13 10:23:02

"Please, have a seat," Hank Pym said, gesturing with his hand.

Wang Jing did not sit down. Instead, he stood before Pym and said, "My situation is somewhat complex; it’s difficult to explain clearly." He walked up to Pym, reached out his hand, and added, "I’ll take you to meet someone who can explain it properly."

"First off, don't take me too far!" Pym replied. He gripped Wang Jing's hand, and in the next instant, their surroundings shifted to the transit hall of the Main Plane.

Observing the sudden change in environment and the heavily armed soldiers stationed around them, Pym turned to Wang Jing and asked, "Is this teleportation?"

"No, it's interdimensional travel. Welcome to my world. Let me introduce myself formally: I am Wang Jing from another world, and you are currently standing in my world."

"How can you prove you haven't just brought me to a room you designed beforehand?" Pym questioned skeptically.

Wang Jing smiled slightly. Without any protective equipment, he brought Pym to the Wandering Earth plane. Though it was only for a brief moment, the thin air pressure, the biting cold, and the planetary engine in the distance spewing a pillar of blue light convinced Pym entirely.

"Alright, I believe you. Continue," Pym said, still reeling from the shock.

"My ability allows me to travel between different worlds. Aside from your own, we have established friendly mutual aid agreements with several other worlds."

"Naturally, the agreement with your world is currently underway, with progress at thirty percent."

"However, that is not the problem I need your help with. The issue is that my quantum state is linked to the quantum states of everyone in my world. Whenever I am injured, everyone else suffers as well."

"That is the problem I need you to solve. The specific details will be explained to you by him," Wang Jing said, gesturing toward Director Bai standing nearby.

"Hello, Dr. Hank Pym!" Director Bai walked over, beaming, and reached out to shake Pym's hand.

"Hello. Honestly, I’m still struggling to process this. You are from another world, and you have connections with multiple other different worlds?"

"That is correct," Director Bai nodded.

"And you still let him run around to other worlds, participating in combat?" Pym asked in astonishment.

"Alas! It's unavoidable. We cannot restrict his personal freedom indefinitely, nor are we capable of doing so."

"It's much better now, though. We don't worry as much because Wang Jing has the capability to protect himself. Beyond his armor, the ability to instantly travel between worlds is his best means of survival."

"Still, we believe it is best to resolve this connection to the quantum states of all humanity in our world as soon as possible," Director Bai added solemnly.

Pym nodded in agreement. "I fully understand your concerns. However, to solve the problem, I must first see your research progress and review all the data."

"All the data is right here," Director Bai said, handing a digital stylus to Pym.

Pym took the stylus and began to study the information intently. After a long while, he finished reviewing the files.

"This data is insufficient—too superficial. To understand the finer details, I must shrink him down to the quantum level, but he would never be able to return!" Pym frowned.

"Unless we build a machine," Wang Jing interjected.

"Exactly. But that would require massive resources and time, and we don't even have the schematics yet," Pym replied.

"That’s fine, as long as there is hope. We will handle the resources; as for the technology, I leave that to you, Dr. Pym!" said Song Guohua, who had just walked in.

"Let me introduce you. This is Song Guohua, the primary director of this base. You can come to him for anything you need," Wang Jing said.

"That's right. You can come to me with any questions," Song Guohua added with a polite nod.

"Hello, Mr. Song. Without further delay, let's begin. First, I must return to my world to bring over all my equipment," Pym said.

"No problem!" Wang Jing immediately took Pym back to the Marvel plane.

The sudden appearance of the two left Hope frantic. "Where did you go? It’s been so long, you had me worried sick!"

"It's fine, my dear. I was just assessing his condition," Pym explained.

"And? What did you find?"

"The situation is complex. This will be a long-term task; we need to move to a different location to conduct our research."

Pym took Hope’s hand and stepped outside the villa. He pulled a remote from his pocket and pressed a button; in an instant, the entire villa shrank to the size of a toy.

Hope, accustomed to such things, showed no surprise, but Wang Jing, seeing the Pym particles in action for the first time, was amazed.

Watching Pym pick up the shrunken house, Wang Jing sighed, "That is certainly convenient!"

"Everything is packed. Let's go!" Pym urged.

"Where are we going?" Hope asked, confused.

"Please, take my hand. You'll see in a moment," Wang Jing said.

Hope hesitantly took Wang Jing’s hand, and the trio arrived in the Main Plane.

"Where is this? And what just happened?" Hope looked around, panicked.

"Calm down, Hope. We’ve just arrived in another world," Pym comforted her.

"You can ask your father for the specifics. For now, let me take you to the laboratory prepared for you," Wang Jing said, leading the way.

On the way to the lab, Pym explained the situation to Hope. Upon learning of Wang Jing's ability to traverse different worlds, Hope kept staring at him with curiosity, which made Wang Jing feel a bit unsettled.

To welcome Pym, the United Government had built a quantum laboratory next to the base, leaving an empty plot nearby exactly large enough to accommodate Pym’s villa.

However, this brought up a persistent issue: the base was running out of space. It was unclear how the construction of the new base was coming along.

Along with Pym, the world's top quantum physicists had arrived, but since they lacked the necessary equipment, they had to start from scratch.

This meant that the day Wang Jing would finally be free of his constraints remained indefinitely far off.