Before officially setting off, Lynn had to get Ant-Man out of the glass jar.
"Are you sure this method is feasible?"
In a closed laboratory, Lynn put on protective clothing from head to toe and asked Spider-Man.
"Using the high density of the shrunken Mr. Scott, we can use a high-speed centrifuge to separate him from the nanomolecules!"
Spider-Man wrote and drew on Jarvis' holographic panel, called up the experimental model, and gave Lynn an affirmative look with great interest.
"Oh my god! I hope he won't be turned into a rainbow." Lynn was a little worried.
"In theory, the human body's maximum overload tolerance is 9 times the acceleration of gravity. But that's because the human body is limited in surface area due to its weight and physique, and its structural strength is not enough to support it. But Mr. Scott has now shrunk to the size of a flea, and his theoretical tolerance is 140 times the acceleration of gravity! Don't worry, Lynn, Jarvis has calculated the specific value. In another minute, we will see Mr. Scott!"
"OK."
Lynn silently prayed for Ant-Man in his heart, hoping that he was okay. At the same time, he waved his wand to write in the air and gave him some precautions.
Soon, the experiment began with Ant-Man wailing, "Are you kidding me?"
“Ahhh…Ah…”
As the glass jar turned, Ant-Man's cry for help gradually became louder and soon turned into a buzzing sound.
One minute later, the experiment achieved the expected results. Obvious color distinction appeared in the glass can, and the blue gas became a ring and stabilized in the inner circle of the can, indicating that the nanomolecules were separated.
Lynn quickly glanced at Jarvis's panel and found that it had just reached the critical value, so he raised his wand.
"Broken glass!"
Immediately, the glass jar disappeared, and the little spider next to it was quick to collect the blue gas exposed to the air into a new device.
After doing all this, the two looked at each other and began to look for Ant-Man who was thrown away.
"Mr. Scott?"
"Mr. Scott?"
At this time, Ant-Man didn't know where he was thrown to, and they were worried that they would see a smear of mosquito blood on the wall when they looked back.
Fortunately, after a moment, a guy who was gradually getting bigger suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Ugh..."
“I’m going to die. I’m going to die…” (crossed out)
Ant-Man sat on the ground and tried to get up but fell down again. He was already unconscious.
After a moment, he gave up struggling and simply opened his mask, breathing fresh air, twitching on the ground.
This was originally a fellow with thin cheeks and alert eyes, but now he looked miserable.
"Oops, man, we seem to have used too much force..." Spider-Man quickly removed his hand from the controller.
"I hope everyone is okay." Lynn also quickly dodged the centrifuge, as if the whole thing had nothing to do with him.
Half an hour later.
Ant-Man finally returned to normal, but he still felt a little top-heavy when walking.
"Hey, my worker ant friend died. Can you give me a ride later?" Ant-Man packed his equipment and made small talk with Lynn Spider-Man.
"OK, no problem, but you better get smaller, Mr. Scott."
In fact, Lynn didn't really want to, he was worried that Ant-Man would vomit all over him.
"Hey, speaking of shrinking, man, did you just 'whoosh' that big glass jar down earlier? Can you do that, too?"
Ant-Man showed a curious and shy expression, and it seemed that he was worried that he was no longer the unique cool guy.
It's like Thor saw Captain America let his hammer shake.
"Heh, Mr. Scott, you're an expert in this area. That's all I can do..." How could Lynn not see what Ant-Man was thinking.
"Oh haha, yes, yes, I can become smaller. Oh, I mean, thank you very much for saving me, my friend You-Know-Who." Ant-Man smiled awkwardly, feeling relieved.
Just as he was about to say something else, Pepper came in with two boxes.
"Mr. Mysterious Man, before you take any action, you can try this first."
She first nodded to Lin En to express her gratitude, then placed the two boxes on the table.
"What is this?" Spider-Man was confused.
And Lynn guessed it.
"Tony has been trying to tailor a suit for you, give it a try." Pepper smiled encouragingly.
"Mr. Stark? For me?" Spider-Man was flattered.
He held his breath as he opened the box, then stared in amazement at what was inside.
It was an exquisite spider suit, made of high-strength materials woven through multiple processes. The red base had raised black metal lines, giving off a delicate luster.
And the spider symbol in the center seems to have another mystery. It seems to be equipped with an extremely complex mechanical device, which contains endless development potential.
"Oh my God, this is so cool..." Spider-Man was dazzled and wanted to put it on and go out for a walk immediately.
Seeing this, Pepper smiled.
Then she looked at Lynn and handed him another small box.
"Mr. Mysterious Man, this is for you. It is part of Jarvis's authority to deploy satellites. I hope it can help you."
Pepper looked apologetic. She felt that she should do more to show her gratitude to the mysterious boy who saved Stark.
But now they are facing a powerful enemy, and the box in her hand may be more valuable.
"Thank you, Ms. Pepper. Please take good care of Mr. Stark. I hope that by the time he wakes up, we will have returned with Dr. Strange."
Lynn didn't refuse.
"Be sure to be safe." Pepper looked at the three people again. She was also worried.
"Relax, Ms. Pepper."
Then, the rooftop of Stark Tower was opened and the three rescuers were ready to set off.
“Go!”
Meanwhile, in New York's West Side, Brooklyn.
A busy avenue is crowded with people.
It was the weekend, and most of them were taking a walk to relax, or walking their dogs or running. Some people stopped by the roadside to watch street performers.
No one realized that a huge terror was quietly approaching.
It lurks in the crowd, targeting innocent passers-by one after another, silently harvesting lives.
And behind it, there was a golden circle following him closely, chasing him relentlessly.
That was Doctor Strange.
"Stop!" He walked out of the golden circle again and quickly pressed the shoulder of the passerby in front of him.
The man turned back woodenly, his eyes empty.
"Damn, another one." Seeing this feature, Doctor Strange immediately pulled the man into the golden circle and took him to the nearest rooftop.
And just as he put the passerby down, something strange happened.
A person who was originally fine suddenly twisted and curled up, and then his abdomen suddenly exploded. Many bloody tentacles stretched out from inside, and they exploded in all directions, just like a biological bomb.
Strange, who was prepared, stepped aside. This was the fourth time he had encountered this situation.
And these are all masterpieces left by the mysterious person he is tracking down.