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Chapter 473 Ant-Man's Wife

The Mysterious House, unseen for a long time, was released by Connors once again, becoming transparent and enveloping him.

In the minimalist living room, on the huge sofa, Connors rested his head on Alison's lap, her delicate fragrance not affecting his thoughts at all: "Doctor Strange told me three useful pieces of information."

"First: The Illuminati now consists of only him and Namor, who pose no threat to me, and neither of them is hostile to me."

"This is barely good news. Although I'm not familiar with them, I'm really good buddies with their Earth Zero isotope. It would be best if we could avoid becoming enemies with them."

"Secondly: Ant-Man recruited me to use me as raw material to create a telepathic machine—but who is he going to telepathize with?"

"On the surface, there is almost no place on this earth that Ant-Man cannot reach. He is hiding in the quantum realm, and even I cannot find him."

"The mutants are finished, the Inhumans' moon was shattered by the Hulk, and his targets are not these two groups—"

"Allison, have any figures wearing green cloaks and metal masks appeared before?"

Wearing a soft, thin silk nightgown, Allison Xuan Yin was intently twirling a strand of hair from Connors' head between her fingers.

Hearing Connors ask her, Allison's eyes darted around: "You mean Doctor Doom? Come to think of it, he hasn't shown up for months."

Connors turned his head and rubbed his face against Allison's thigh, which was as white and tender as a peeled egg. He was quite satisfied with her answer: "In that case, the timing matches up. I joined forces with three magicians to kill Mr. Fantastic Reed from a distance in the multiverse. Doctor Doom discovered this and immediately went into hiding, and started to trace Reed's cause of death in reverse."

"But the fact that Ant-Man knew of my existence and used me to make a telepathic machine remains a mystery. Unfortunately, I don't have intuition or precognitive abilities, so I can only find out the truth step by step."

Alison listened quietly to Connors muttering words she couldn't quite understand, without disturbing him at all, just with a serene smile.

Aside from Cindy Moon ("Spider Silk"), Alison Hyun is one of the few women who doesn't talk much when she's alone with Connors.

This is the exact opposite of her ability to "convert sound into light energy".

"Oh right, something else happened a few months ago: the Inhumans were forced to flee with the moon." Connors suddenly remembered this and sat up abruptly from Alison Xuanyin's arms.

"The Black Bolt I met was a Skrull; the real Black Bolt is nowhere to be found; the Inhumans and mutants are at war; the Inhumans are running away with the moon; I killed Reed from the multiverse."

"These events all happened at almost the same time, and the target seems to be Doctor Doom."

When Alison saw Connors sit up straight, she leaned against his shoulder instead. Because she was wearing a silk nightgown, the friction was too small, and her soft body naturally fell onto Connors's lap.

"The third piece of information Doctor Strange gave me: The Illuminati is inherently divided."

"This is very much in line with the comics, and it also fits Doctor Strange's style. You can tell from the fact that he didn't have any negative emotions about not saving Ant-Man's life."

Connors possesses superhuman senses; it's impossible for him not to notice Alison's subtle actions.

Instead of stopping Allison, he even slightly raised his buttocks.

"With internal discord within the Illuminati, Doctor Strange has also subtly distanced himself from Ant-Man, the subtext being: his actions have nothing to do with me."

"Perhaps I could try going to Ant-Man's lab or home to see what this guy is up to."

""

With that final decision, Connors has confirmed his next steps.

But there's one more thing to do before that: transforming into a hardworking little bee, Alison Xuan.

The two had already been completely open with each other at the hotel where Allison was staying, and even the clothes the other was wearing were taken from the Mystery House by Connors.

This made Allison almost instinctively close to Connors, without any sense of distance between them.

So Connors stopped sitting upright and instead relaxed and leaned back on the sofa.

"—Are you Dr. Pym's wife?"

Connors looked at the white-haired old woman in front of him, puzzled.

The old woman, with tears in her eyes, hugged a yellow battle suit and nodded.

That was the Yellow Jacket suit that Ant-Man wore before he died. He himself had been completely shattered into a pulp by Hulk's punch, so there was no way he could just pack it up and put it in front of the old woman.

So this suit is essentially Ant-Man's corpse.

"Ant-Man looks no older than fifty, but his wife is probably in her seventies or eighties. This means Ant-Man may have spent a considerable amount of time in the quantum realm."

Connors silently noted down the age difference.

After spending a day with Alison Hyun in the Mysterious House, he has now arrived at Ant-Man's laboratory in New York City.

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It's called a laboratory, but it's actually an entire building, and his residence is also in this building.

In this world, Ant-Man's wife is not the Wasp. She seems to have no involvement in any of her husband's work. When Connors finds out, he visits her under the guise of being a colleague of Dr. Pym's Illuminati.

"His lab is on the 20th to 33rd floors. Please do as you please. I apologize for any inconvenience caused." The old woman walked away, trembling, clutching the yellow-clad warrior's suit.

Connors glanced at the other person's retreating figure with sympathy, but made no comment.

He hadn't forgotten that Ant-Man's purpose in recruiting him was to turn him into a telepathic machine. If it weren't for Hulk's interference, and his own strength wasn't enough, he would be the one dead now.

Alison X-Raymond did not come along; she and Lorna Polaris went to the headquarters of the mutant underground organization, which was also in New York.

With no outsiders around, and without using his super speed, Connors diligently examined Ant-Man's experiments and data layer by layer.

Things should have continued smoothly as they were, even if there were no results, which was within Connors' expectations.

But he habitually activated his telepathy and was shocked to discover that Ant-Man's wife, the old woman, had slipped into a room.

He wasn't a voyeur; rather, the old woman's body had stopped trembling, and the tear stains on her face had long since been wiped away.

She straightened her back little by little, but the wrinkles on her face deepened, and her skin tone turned dark green.

Another Skrull!