American comics start with asking Iron Man a question.

This was his first time answering a question, and he answered it correctly. The excitement he felt was indescribable.

[Congratulations to Scott Lang for winning the prize: the Expanding and Shrinking Laser Gun!]

Swish!

With this system notification, Scott Lang suddenly had a laser gun that looked like a flashlight in his hand.

At the same time, the corresponding information was also instilled into Scott Lang's mind.

“Two buttons.” Tony Stark glanced at the laser gun. “One button to zoom in, one button to zoom out, right? But the design is so crude! Anyone who didn’t know better would think it was a flashlight!”

“You’re right, Stark. These two buttons are for zooming in and zooming out, respectively,” Scott Lang replied.

Then he eagerly looked around at his surroundings, trying to find a suitable object to conduct an experiment.

Unfortunately, the answer space was completely empty; there was nothing there.

Scott Lang eventually took off his coat, threw it on the ground, pressed a red button, and pulled the trigger on the coat.

Swish!

A beam of light shone on the clothes, and the clothes actually shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wow!" Scott Lang's eyes widened, and he exclaimed excitedly, "It really shrank! Did you see that? It really shrank! This is amazing, it's incredible!"

The elderly people who answered the questions all remained very calm. They had seen all sorts of bizarre things, and things like magnification and shrinking were just child's play to them.

But T'Challa's face showed utter surprise.

Their Wakanda technology is arguably the best in the world. Even the world-renowned super genius Tony Stark might not be able to surpass Wakanda in many aspects.

T'Challa had never even heard of, let alone seen, this technology that could arbitrarily shrink objects.

Snapped!

Scott Lang then pressed another button and shone the shrunken clothes again, causing them to grow larger once more.

And it became very, very large; one of its sleeves was as thick as a person.

“This thing is amazing! It’s really a wonderful thing! I love it, I love it so much!” Scott Lang nodded repeatedly.

With this, wouldn't stealing things become much easier in the future?

Once it shrinks, you can just put it in your pocket and take it; even security won't notice!

Get rich!

Now you can say you've struck it rich!

He won't have to go to jail, and he'll have money to pay his daughter's alimony. In the future, he can visit his daughter openly and honestly!

Scott Lang couldn't help but smile as he thought about this.

"Lang, can this laser gun be effective against living organisms, like humans?" Strange's voice rang out as he stared at Scott Lang with great curiosity.

“Sure! Of course!” Scott Lang nodded repeatedly, raising his gun at Strange. “Would you like to experience what it feels like to be shrunk or enlarged?”

“No, absolutely not!” Strange refused resolutely.

“What about you guys? Anyone want to try it? It would be really fun!” Scott Lang asked the others around him with great interest.

The result is obvious; how could anyone possibly agree to that?

“I guess this gun can only enlarge or shrink other things, but not the gun itself, right?” Tony Stark asked, glancing at Scott Lang.

The gun's design is so simple; it only has two buttons, and there's no third one.

How to use it and what functions it has are all easy to understand at a glance.

"What a pity, otherwise Lang could have become Ant-Man without the Ant-Man suit." Before Scott Lang could answer, Tony Stark added with a slight sigh.

Currently, once you shrink yourself with this gun, you can no longer use it to enlarge yourself.

After all, how could a tiny person use a "giant gun" to shoot itself?

[Answer complete. Answer explanation to begin!]

As the system gave this notification sound, a video flashed on the large screen.

"We need to find the prototype of this signal device first! It's a device I invented when I was working at S.H.I.E.L.D."

Hank Pym's voice rang out first, and they found themselves in a room, pointing to a map and explaining the situation to Scott Lang.

“We need to use it to deal with the credit guarantee jammer that Klaus installed in the vault of the future lab,” another very capable and dashing short-haired woman interjected.

Although we had never met that short-haired woman, she was a key figure in our previous quiz.

We all knew each other because we had done the survey.

That was none other than Hope Pym, Hank Pym's daughter.

Standing opposite the father and daughter was Scott Lang. Hank Pym and his daughter were explaining the operation to Scott Lang.

“That thing is gathering dust in Howard Stark’s old warehouse in upstate New York,” Hank Pym said, slapping several photos in front of Scott Lang. “It should be a piece of cake.”

"Is that white-haired guy Hank Pym? He's actually planning to go after Klaus? That Klaus? Klaus from Klaus Technology? That's insane!"

In front of the screen.

Scott Lang couldn't help but gasp in astonishment, deeply shocked.

He naturally knew about Klaus Technology; it was an absolute giant corporation, a well-known enterprise throughout the United States.

And in the future, he will actually help others deal with companies of this caliber?

They even went so far as to "invade" the Avengers base for this purpose?

This is insane!

"Darren Kraus was originally a student of Hank Pym, but he later kicked Hank Pym out of Pym Industries and renamed the group Kraus Technologies."

Captain America briefly explained the relationships to Scott Lang.

This once again provoked Scott Lang.

So that old man was actually Klaus's teacher?

Did Klaus steal his company from his teacher?

Why would he get involved in such a feud between conglomerates in the future?

Scott Lang was somewhat disoriented.

At this moment, a camera transition appeared on the screen.

But in the azure sky, a group of ants were flapping their wings and flying, and on one of the ants, there was even a person riding on it!

It was Scott Lang without a doubt.

Scott Lang is flying on an ant!

"Riding ants to fly? That's truly eye-opening," T'Challa couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

The others watching on the screen were also thinking, "Awesome! This move is truly amazing!"

"Guys, we might be in a bit of trouble."

Scott Lang's voice rang out, shouting into the comms channel, "Hank, didn't you say this was an old warehouse? This isn't at all!"

At this point, Scott Lang had already ridden the ant and flown to the destination.

But what appeared below was not the old warehouse that Hank Pym mentioned, but the Avengers training base!

Everyone watching on screen was speechless.

The discrepancies in the information are too great, aren't they?

People will die!

"Get out of there right now!" Hopepim yelled at Scott Lang first.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Hank Pym shouted repeatedly.

“No, it’s alright, it looks like no one is guarding it,” Scott Lang said, and instead of leaving as Hank Pym had suggested, he rushed straight toward his destination.

“Anthony, take me to the roof!” Scott Lang commanded his ant mount.

Whoohoo!

The ant mount's wings fluttered as it began to fly towards the roof of the base, as Scott Lang had instructed.

"He's going to lose his suit," Hank Pym said, looking utterly exhausted.

“No, he’s going to lose his life!” Hopepim added.

What were you thinking when you invaded the Avengers base?

Don't you want to live anymore?!

Under the watchful eyes of the two men, Scott Lang jumped onto the roof of the base.

Whoosh!

But at that moment, a figure flew down from the sky and landed on the roof; it was none other than Sam Wilson.

An "ant" had just landed on the roof when the falcon spotted it immediately. It has to be said that the Avengers are indeed the Avengers; they are terrifying.

"Not even a fly can get in" is usually an exaggeration, but here it is a completely true description.

Ants are even smaller than flies!

"What's going on, Sam?"

On Falcon's communication channel, someone started asking questions.

“There’s an intrusion alert, but I haven’t found anything,” Falcon replied, but he had barely finished speaking when he scanned something.

"Retreat quickly, retreat quickly!" Hank Pym was still yelling at Scott Lang.

“It’s okay, he can’t see me!” Scott Lang said calmly.

"I can see you!"

But the next second Falcon said this.

That was a slap in the face faster than light speed.

“He can see me.”