Chapter 545: Ant-Man’s happiness, Sherlock, I understand!

Scott didn't even wait to get home before he had a quarrel with his friend Louis in the car. The reason was that Scott said that there was nothing in the vault in the house, only a leather jacket, and Louis was determined. Do not believe.

In order to ensure that this argument was well-founded, Sherlock even took out this leather jacket that looked like a middle school boy's 'superhero suit' style and then took it back to his kingdom.

After all, according to what several people had discussed in advance, this thing must stay in Sherlock's Kingdom of God for at least a day and a night to ensure safety. After all, even with only one leather coat, Scott and Louis were still afraid of overturning.

As for Sherlock, well, you may not quite believe it, but Sherlock was in a kind of flame-provoking role in the quarrel between Scott and Louis!

But this is not Sherlock's original intention. After all, as an outsider, Sherlock can't say from Louis's point of view that Scott didn't search carefully, nor can he complain from Scott's point of view that Louis found someone. An old guy who looks good on the outside but loses on the inside, right?

So Sherlock can only silently pass the knife to Scott when Louis is talking, and silently pass the knife to Louis when Scott is talking.

Thanks to Sherlock's provocation, the two happy enemies, Scott and Louis, were still quarreling even after returning to Scott's house. After listening to the whole story, Sherlock felt that his ears were about to be blown by the two. Deafened by devastation.

He immediately left a box of pizza on the dining table as a midnight snack and ran straight into his room to hide for a while without looking back.

But although Sherlock nominally wanted to hide in peace, in fact, Sherlock was still very interested in this Ant-Man suit.

So after Sherlock locked the door to his room, he couldn't wait to put on the Ant-Man suit that Dr. Pym prepared for Scott.

After Sherlock was fully equipped, he reluctantly took a look in the full-length mirror in his room. I don't know whether I should complain about Marvel's art design or Dr. Pym's aesthetics.

This thing looks cool when you look at it alone, but I don’t know why, but once you put it on, it feels dull. It looks like the clothes in the science fiction works of the last century. .

And the most important thing is that Sherlock always feels that this thing has a lot of circuits and some technology that Sherlock can't understand, so it shouldn't be washable, right?

Well, it should probably never be washed, right?

Sherlock, who was thinking divergently, succeeded in making himself sick. He was so angry that he cast a cleaning spell on himself several times, both inside and outside, before he relaxed and started to study the Ant-Man suit.

Obviously, the operation difficulty of this thing is not on the same level as Tony's steel armor. After Sherlock's research, it was found that this thing only has two operation buttons on the top and bottom of your hands, located near the tiger's mouth of both hands.

The only problem is that Sherlock doesn't know which of these two things is shrinking and which is enlarging!

But as the saying goes, hesitation leads to defeat. Sherlock, who always likes to be reckless, came up with the most primitive way of choosing, ordering troops and generals!

After a tense and exciting ordering of troops, Sherlock decisively pressed the button on the tiger's mouth of his left hand. In an instant, Sherlock's body began to shrink rapidly. In less than a second, Sherlock transformed It must be about the size of an ant.

After Sherlock became smaller, the room that was originally less than 5 square meters and even slightly crowded suddenly began to feel epic.

From Sherlock's perspective, the entire room suddenly became wider, as if he were in a miraculous palace of God.

The dim desk lamp was like the fading sun. The dim light emitted feebly illuminated the dim palace. Through that feeble light, Sherlock could even see the dust floating in the sky.

The bed he had slept on for several days suddenly became extremely tall, as if it was standing in the sky. With just one glance, Sherlock almost immediately understood that the seniors who had traveled through One Piece were looking at the Celestial Dragons. What does the Red Earth Continent feel like?

Even the machine-processed beaded bed legs, which originally looked ordinary to Sherlock, now have such an epic feeling in the eyes of the shrunken Sherlock, and even give people the feeling that "this is definitely created by God" Miracle' feeling.

It was originally an ordinary bed, but in Sherlock's eyes after it became smaller, it was like the land in the heaven where the gods live.

Even the mediocre short-haired carpet laid in the room turned into a colorful grassland in Sherlock's eyes!

Note that this is not the kind of grassland you imagined, but the kind of grassland in the wild no-man's land that can grow to the height of a human waist. Sherlock even deeply understood the nature of his ancestors at this moment. The sentence "the wind blows through the grass and makes the cattle and sheep look down" is definitely not without purpose.

It's just that what you see in this 'grassland' are not cattle and sheep, but all kinds of food residues, fallen hair and dust. It looks like a magical grassland in a fantasy continent, but also It gave me a slightly nauseating feeling.

Of course, these are not what surprises Sherlock the most. What surprises Sherlock the most is his own body. God knows what the hell Dr. Pym's Pym particles are like.

It stands to reason that Sherlock's physical fitness after shrinking should be about the same as his body size, but Dr. Pym's particles not only did not weaken the user's own physical fitness, but even strengthened it!

The moment he started moving, Sherlock even felt like he was walking on the moon! My whole body felt so high and even that I had the feeling that I could do anything!

In fact, Sherlock really tried it, and his own strength alone was enough. Sherlock was surprised. God knows how shocked the ant-sized Sherlock was, and he slowly lifted the ball in his room. That little wooden stool.

You know, the size of this small stool in Sherlock's eyes, just one stool leg is basically the same as Rabbit's Guangzhou waist.

If the overall volume is taken into account, it seems to Sherlock that he has lifted a mountain with ease at this moment!

You read that right, Sherlock lifted it up directly!

Just like the giant spirit god in mythology who can move mountains with his bare hands!

God knows how shocked Sherlock was when he lifted up the stool legs, which were equivalent to a small waist, and then combined his waist and horse to directly lift the entire stool.

Even Sherlock began to doubt the authenticity of the so-called mythical stories. After all, looking at it now, Sherlock can really and reasonably doubt that some of the mythical stories must be true!