In Marvel's Kamen Rider Chronicle

Chapter 51 The Interrupted First Show ([-])

An office of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s underground scientific research:

"It's unbelievable..." Jenny covered her mouth and looked at the various readings on the instrument.

Hank Pym smiled and said to Jenny: "Surprised, I couldn't believe it the first time I saw it."

What the two of them were looking at at this time was a memory inserted in various glass instruments. The name of the memory was [ANTS].

"No wonder you are willing to exchange twenty tubes of Pym particles..." Jenny operated on the keyboard with brilliance in her eyes.

The corner of Hank Pym's mouth twitched. Can he say that when he returned to the laboratory and saw the two empty rows, only the two tubes of Pym particles standing there alone, he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage?
Later, Howard came to him and said that the ranger had taken it, and that the ranger had exchanged it with him, and then took out the memory.

Then Howard said [You Qi said, exchange your Pym particles with a medium, he lost money, but it’s okay, he doesn’t care about losing money], Pym almost wanted to rush to Devil City to follow You Ride desperately.

That was Pim's life's work!

But after checking with the equipment, what Pim had to admit was...

What Ranger said is probably true.

He really made money by exchanging Pym particles for this...

"This wavelength... this frequency..." Jenny's eyes radiated a light called seeking knowledge, and she looked at the various data on the screen without blinking: "I even doubt whether this small USB flash drive is all made of Quantum particles made of..."

Pim raised his eyebrows, he really didn't think about it, but if it's true...

how is this possible……

Quantum particles want to form such a USB flash drive, not to mention the quantity, there are two states of quantum particles being observed and not being observed, how could it be in such a stable form...

but……

There is indeed such a possibility, well, let’s write it in the experiment log.

After some operations, the door of the laboratory was pushed open.

"Oh, it seems that I came at the wrong time?" Howard joked as he looked at the bustling husband and wife in the laboratory.

"It's never the right time for you to come." Pym said bluntly to Howard.

How should I put it, most talented scientists have some common problems, such as arrogance, poisonous tongue, and not listening to other people's opinions.

Howard nodded: "I think so, well, then I'll just say it, Dr. Pym, I want to ask, have you ever used that memory?"

Howard pointed to the ant memory in the glass container.

Pim frowned: "What do you mean?"

Howard thought for a while, and took out the reactor memory from the inside pocket of his suit.

Pim narrowed his eyes slightly: "I remember, this was experimented by the military..."

Howard nodded: "That's right, I gave the military an experiment, but unfortunately, the experiment failed, and... the consequences are very serious...

In short, since you know about this, I hope you don't use this power. "

Pim frowned and retorted: "Don't you think it's too much for you to say this to me with the memory?"

Howard shook his head: "I tried to destroy it, but... I failed."

Howard shrugged: "Throw it into the stove, hit it with a hammer, or simply throw it from the plane..."

(Pim: You really have no quality.

Howard: shut up!I was thrown from a private jet! )

"Well, anyway, no matter what method I use, when I wake up, this thing will appear in my pocket."

Pim: "Have you read too many comics? Or are you high on drugs?"

Howard: "Hey! I'm serious! And I can't touch that stuff!"

Taking a few deep breaths, Howard looked at Jenny who had been listening silently: "Anyway, Mrs. Pym, I leave this memory to you, and you must not use its power."

Howard's serious expression reveals a trace of panic: "I have a hunch that if those of us who have memory use this power...

Then everything will be irreversible..."

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You Qi tapped on the solid mahogany tabletop, watching the parade on TV getting more and more spectacular, but his brows gradually wrinkled.

"What's wrong? Ranger sama?" Izzy asked after noticing Ranger's expression.

"No, it's nothing, it's just that those politicians didn't pay the price for this parade, and I always feel very uncomfortable...Huh? Izzy?" The ranger finally realized that it was Izzy who asked him...

Izzy blinked, data flowed through his eyes, and he tilted his head in some doubts: "What's wrong? Wandering sama?"

"No...it's nothing." You Qi smiled, didn't say anything, just stood up, and then walked into the back room of the bookstore.

It seems that the singularity is approaching, so now, let Izzy go with the flow, although Izzy should have done this, but Izzy is now on the edge of the singularity, so I can't let him waste time In such trivial matters.

While thinking about it, Ranger passed through the gray border of the world and came to...

Here's the parade in Boston.

The reason for the parade in Boston was that the parade was captured by the FBI, or the FBI disguised by Hydra, and was agitated by some means.

Anyway, in these European and American countries, the beautiful scenery of demonstrations and demonstrations is basically staged every day.

What's more, in this special period?
As mentioned before, Devil City is the exception among the exceptions.

Frank and John, the two big dogs, really spared no effort to build the Devil City. All the money they earned from washing powder was invested in urban construction.

The citizens of Devil City thought that the money was earned by the fishing company they opened.

So John has been nominated as the next Mayor of Devil City.

Yes, the administrative unit of Devil City has reached the city level.

As for the mayor of this term... oh, sorry, not many people know him.

It was originally the losers in the political struggles of the politicians above who were assigned to such a place where no shit, no money, no power, no one.

Basically, next year, once the mayoral election is over, this guy will be smooth.

In short, the city of Devil City is special.

Are there people like Frank and John in other cities?

Well, don't tell me, compared with some giants in Boston, Frank and John's property is really not worthy of their shoes.

But here comes the question, will these people be willing to use their company's money to build cities and provide jobs for many people who lost their jobs because of the closure of small companies?

What a joke, even if there are one or two such people, the company's board of directors will not agree.

Therefore, it is obvious that this parade in Boston will take longer and longer.

So the question is again, has the march made any progress so far?

The answer is: no.

Those politicians don't bother to pay attention to these people holding signs asking the government to distribute relief funds and provide jobs.

Anyway, if you shout, you can shout whatever you want.

Reply count me as a loser.

The ranger stood on a high platform, looked at the crowd below, smiled slightly, then turned and walked into the border of the world, and came to a street in Boston that was adjacent to the rich district.

There are no high-rise buildings on this street, but low-rise buildings, unfinished real estate, and tents with Western characteristics.

Um, yes, tents.

The reason...

You Qi walked to a trolley stall that was frying steaks on an iron plate, and looked at the burly muscular man, sweating profusely while frying the steaks on an iron plate.

"Boss, here is an extra spicy Mexican-style steak."

"Okay, brother, wait a minute, there are only two people in front of you."

You Qi looked around and fanned himself: "Oh, this damn weather, it's so hot, and my damn boss, Mad, the work done by three people in the past, now he's all on me on people."

Hearing You Qi's complaint, the boss flipped the steak and chatted with You Qi: "Brother, what do you do?"

You Qi waved his hand: "The handyman is in the laboratory, responsible for cleaning, sanitation, placing utensils, and then there are experimental creatures... Well, I can't say this... In short, they are dirty and tired, and earn money. A job for less than a few dollars."

The boss was silent for a moment, then sighed: "At any rate, brother, you still have a job... To be honest, I used to run a gym, but it closed down last month, and now you have seen it, I set up a stall here, Frying steaks, making hamburgers, my house was repossessed by the bank, and the tent behind it is my current home, ha, this is really..."

There was a puzzled look on You Qi's face: "Oh? Set up a stall? Boss, aren't you a mobile dining car?"

The boss was a little confused by You Qi's question: "Mobile food truck? Why? Oh no, no, it's fixed, I'm right here..."

You Qi shook his head: "Boss, maybe you made a good decision to set up a stall, but the location is not very good."

The boss was slightly puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Ranger: "Boss, if you watch TV, you should know where the most populated place in Boston is now."

As he said that, You Qi looked around: "Does 100 people pass by this place a day? Not to mention how many people will buy your hot dogs, hamburgers, and steaks, boss."

The boss looked troubled: "But those people in the parade have lost their jobs and their pockets are cleaner than their faces. Will going there..."

You Qi rolled his eyes: "Could it be that boss, you put the stall here to earn money from those people?"

Said, You Qi pointed to the high-rise buildings only a few streets away.

There is an ecological park owned by a well-known bio-enterprise in Boston.

The employees inside, not to mention that there is a cafeteria in the park itself, even if they want to eat out, they probably don't like this small stall.

The boss was silent, then nodded: "Maybe, you are right."

　[Add more rewards for the fake soul flower boss] Well, it's not adding more, it's just -1 for saving manuscripts...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)