When Scott woke up again, he found himself in the basement of Hank's house.
He quickly got up and looked around. In an instant, he found Midsummer Night, who was sitting not far away and drinking tea.
Midsummer Night smiled. "Morning."
"That was a sneak attack, a despicable sneak attack!!!"
Scott's face darkened. This bastard KO'd him with one punch. He didn't even give him a chance.
Moreover, what the hell was that damned guy's fist made of?
How could it be so hard?
He felt that his face was probably crooked. He shook his head and rubbed his chin. Then, he heard Midsummer Night say with a smile, "If you can't even stop someone else's sneak attack, then it can only mean one thing …"
"What is it?" Scott asked.
"You're not strong enough."
Midsummer Night stood up and said, "I'm not sure when your plan will be implemented. I also don't know the specific process.
For me, the only thing I can do is train you.
Although your talent is limited, your potential is also average, so you can only reach an average level.
However, through my training, you might be able to display even greater strength when you put on those clothes. "
"It's not that I don't believe you. Since Hank asked me to come, he must have his reasons." Scott thought for a moment and said, "But how do you plan on training me?"
"Fight." Midsummer Night said, "Some special talents don't need my guidance.
Because you have a more professional teacher, I'm just a layman in that area.
So, my next training for you is to guide your fighting style. For this, I will be staying here for a few days.
This is probably bad news for you, but the good news is that I won't be staying here tonight. So, it's worth celebrating. "
"There's nothing to celebrate. Also, you didn't explain clearly how you plan on training me."
Scott rolled his eyes.
Midsummer Night smiled. "It's a very simple training method. Let's divide it into two steps.
The first step is for you to take the lead. From now on, use every method you can think of to ambush me.
Of course, due to the characteristics of the weapons on the clothes, you can only use your fists. As for whether you want to hide and ambush me, or set up a trap under limited conditions, it's up to you.
Oh, by the way, it's worth mentioning that you can do this in those clothes. "
"Are you serious?" Scott's eyes widened.
He clearly knew how powerful the Ant-Man Battle Suit was. If he were to put it on, his combat power would definitely be incomparable to his current combat power.
"Haha."
Midsummer Night laughed heartily: "I am very serious, so I hope you can be serious too."
Scott grinned. "Don't worry, I'll be even more serious than you. Hmm, didn't you say it was divided into two steps?
What's the second step? "
"It's very fair. The first step will be led by you, and the second part will be led by me." Midsummer Night said, "Simply put, it's … beating you up!"
"… Beating me up?" Scott blinked his eyes.
Midsummer Night nodded: "Considering the importance of the Ant-Man Battle Suit, in order not to destroy it, you can't wear it when I beat you up.
Every day, the time will be set at 4: 30 pm. Hmm, the reason why it's set at this time is because after I beat you up, I have to pick up my girlfriend from work.
Do you have any questions? "
"Yes, can I fight back when you beat me up?" Scott asked.
Midsummer Night nodded in satisfaction: "Of course you can. Not only that, if you can last for three minutes without being defeated, it means that our training has been effective.
You will be able to temporarily get rid of me. "
"That's the best news I've heard today." Scott heaved a sigh of relief.
Midsummer Night looked at him, then smiled and said: "You should be satisfied, because you don't know what it means to have received my training.
Although not necessarily, so far, those who have received my training have all become amazing superheroes. I hope you can seize this opportunity. "
"… Don't you feel embarrassed praising yourself like that?"
Scott asked.
Midsummer Night touched his face, smiled and said: "A little … Then, let's begin."
He looked at the time and said: "There's still half an hour before you ambush me. Go put on your clothes now.
In half an hour, it'll be time for me to beat you up. "
Scott looked at the time, then ran out without saying anything.
Midsummer Night hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still didn't tell him. In order to make it easier for him to wear the Ant-Man Battle Suit when he woke up, he placed it beside him …
About five minutes later, Scott hurriedly ran back and put on the Ant-Man Battle Suit. "This will be the worst decision you've ever made!!!"
He swore so confidently.
At the same time, under the surveillance of the study, Hope sighed. "You should tell Scott his identity."
"If that's the case, the effect of the training might not reach the ideal state." Hank smiled.
Hope raised his eyebrows: "…"
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Summer Night stood there silently, waiting for Scott to put on his clothes without the slightest bit of anger.
To be honest, if this was on the battlefield, he really didn't know how many times he would have died. It was only during training that he got to see such an interesting scene.
Then, Summer Night said, "If I were you, I would definitely put on these clothes hundreds of times, thousands of times, and strive to not take more than five seconds in the entire process of putting on the clothes. Otherwise, I might mess up the battle."
"Everyone has their own characteristics."
Scott finally put on the suit, put on the helmet, and placed a finger on the button. "This is my characteristic!"
The next second, in front of Midsummer Night, this person instantly disappeared … or rather, shrunk.
"Very interesting."
Midsummer Night nodded in admiration, then looked at one of his arms, where Scott was trying his best to climb up.
Midsummer Night smiled. "You're quite fast."
After saying that, he flicked his finger. Scott wanted to dodge, but he found that he was strangely unable to move. The next second, a huge finger was already in front of him, frightening him so much that he instantly enlarged his body.
At that moment, he thought he was safe … but the next second, Midsummer Night's finger had already flicked his body.
Scott … was launched out!
Boom! He crashed into the wall.