Original God Traveler in Marvel

"In the right hands, there is a symbiotic relationship between man and suit."

"A battle suit has energy, and a person harnesses that energy."

Dr. Pym and Hope stood at one end of the corridor, and Scott at the other.

"You have to be skilled, agile, and most importantly, fast enough."

Scott moved his body, shook his hands, and did a full set of stretches.

"Shrinking and growing are instantaneous, so you can adjust the size and adapt to the situation."

Dr. Pym rubbed his hands and closed the wooden door in front of him.

The handle of the wooden door is made of beautiful glass. Below the handle is a small keyhole.

Dr. Pym pulled Hope back a few steps, and he said loudly, "Try to go through the keyhole Scott again, pay attention to the key points of the movement."

Several people who were eating breakfast at the table not far away poked their heads towards Dr. Pym when they heard the voice.

"A run-up with a normal body size, a reduced body size to pass through, and then get bigger after drilling out."

"Grandpa Pim, you have said many times that Paimon can recite it! Come and eat, the eggs are getting cold! Sister Hope~"

Dr. Pym and Hope smiled and waved to Paimon that they were coming.

"Scott, start, run!"

Following Dr. Pym's order, Scott's approaching sound came from the other end of the wooden door.

After a second.

boom----! !

"Ow!"

Scott's wailing came as promised.

Dr. Pym turned his head, Hope supported him, and the two walked towards the dining table without looking back.

"What novel food did Sora cook this morning?"

"It's vegetable boxes, fried dough sticks and boiled eggs!"

"Not bad, we're lucky again."

"Hope's sister, Grandpa Pim, come quickly, and breakfast will be eaten up if you are later."

Pai Meng invited the two to sit down, and happily received their compliments: "Pai Meng is really sensible."

"Hey! It's all flying dwarf viola melons you ate, how did Mr. Cost eat them all? Don't talk about it!"

Hearing the bustling sounds outside, Scott limped open the door and ran out of the corridor: "Wait, brothers, save me a bite!"

The same scene happened almost every day for a week.

Training room.

"Energy is compressed when you get smaller, so the strength of your ninety-kilo person is concentrated in a hundredth of an inch fist."

Hope explained: "For example, at that time, you were a bullet."

Scott raised his eyebrows, indicating that he understood.

Hope continued: "If you punch too hard, you will kill others. If you punch too lightly, it's like a loving tiger touch."

"In other words, you have to know how to punch."

Scott didn't take it seriously, he pointed at Hope with a serious face and looked at Lin Ze Paimeng who was listening, and a few people frowned: "Guys, I have been in prison for three years, of course I know How to punch."

Hope rolled her eyes, and she raised her hands: "Show me?"

Lin Ze poked the one who was squatting on the ground so bored that he was playing with ants, and motioned him to turn around and watch the show.

"Be careful, punching with a fist the size of a sandbag hurts a lot, oh!"

Scott's fist swung at Hope was easily dodged, and in the next second he received a solid punch in the face.

Hope's punch hit him so brightly that the bird squeaked.

"Pfft hahaha!!"

Yidou covered his stomach, and laughed very shamelessly.

"Brother Scott, are you okay?"

Scott shook his head, rubbing the sore corners of his mouth: "Don't laugh at me, stand here, and you'll get beaten too!"

"Hope learned martial arts in Chinatown for a while, it will be bad luck to underestimate her, Scott!"

Lin Ze came over and patted Scott on the shoulder, signaling him not to be discouraged.

Scott covered the corner of his mouth and gave Lin Ze a pitiful look of "Thank you for comforting me", then stood up helplessly.

"Brother, you have to reward me well at noon. You see how much I sacrificed, and I was beaten every day."

"Well, it makes sense. No problem, I will do whatever you want me to do."

Lin Ze was very generous.

As soon as the corner of Scott's mouth was raised, he screamed in pain, hiss... He took a breath, watched Lin Ze's eyes roll, and began to boldly ask.

Scott: "I want to eat stuffed chicken with sweet flowers."

Lin Ze: "ok~"

[Restore health, heal the injury to normal, satisfy him! 】

Scott: "I want radish croquettes!"

Lin Ze: "Hmm~"

[Increase attack power, there is indeed a demand, satisfy him! 】

Scott: "I want fisherman's toast!"

Lin Ze: "Yes."

[Increase defense, this er... is very reasonable, satisfy him! 】

Scott: "Another Teyvat omelette!"

[It's about to slam, satisfy him!Cough, wait, wait, this is not enough! 】

Lin Ze covered Scott's mouth when he reported the name of the dish: "There is no need...we haven't reached this level yet..."

"what?"

in the afternoon

Dr. Pym's knowledge class.

"Be careful not to touch the regulator, if the regulator is broken, you will enter a subatomic state."

Pym pointed to the little red button on Scott's suit.

Scott's eyes revealed a stupid brilliance of wisdom: "What do you mean?"

Pym: "Meaning, you will enter the quantum realm."

Scott swallowed the saliva in his mouth: "What do you mean?"

Pim took a deep breath: "It means that you will enter a reality where the concepts of time and space are meaningless."

"Because you're shrinking, everything you've ever known and everything you've loved is lost forever."

Scott with his mouth wide open looked up at Dr. Pym: "Ah..."

Pym: "..."

He let out a long sigh of relief, and raised his head to look at the roof with a spoiled and loving smile:

"Good boy, come down, don't hide, Grandpa Pim has seen your little feet."

"Hehehe, I'm sorry, Grandpa Pim, Traveler and Sano are busy playing cards, Sister Yanfei is out to meet clients, Sister Hope is also at work, Paimon is really bored, I just want to come to see Scott's class, not on purpose Bothering you."

"Ok?"

Pim watched a chicken leg in each hand, and the little paimon with its oily mouth slowly flew down.

So Pym smiled and pulled a silk handkerchief from the pocket of his expensive suit.

He waved and wiped the little guy's mouth carefully.

"Okay, grandpa didn't mean to blame you, go ahead, sit on the sofa and eat chicken legs."

"Uh-huh."

Little Paimon responded happily.

She flew forward, as if thinking of something, and flew back immediately.

"Grandpa Pim, I'll give you this chicken leg. Paimon didn't eat this one. Scott was so hungry just now that Paimon didn't give it to him. Paimon gave it to grandpa."

"Oh ho ho ho! Ha ha, good, good."

Pim took the oily drumstick in surprise, the wrinkles on his face almost disappeared from the smile.

"Not really fragrant."

One old and one young, the two of them gnawed on the chicken legs, which was a happy and warm scene.

Scott with his stomach growling and drooling:

"..."