Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

Everyone was at a loss.

Faced with a ghost without a physical form, the superheroes' punches seemed to have nowhere to land.

Just then, Azu gently tapped the table.

"Although it exists online, its target is the real world."

"Like Tony said, it wants to control humanity. You can't do that with just 0s and 1s."

"It needs execution capabilities. It needs the means to intervene in reality."

Azu looked at Tony.

"If it just wants to be a keyboard warrior, then at most it will hack a few bank accounts and post a few tweets."

"But what if it wants to wage war and turn humans into batteries..."

Azu pointed to his head.

"...Its current thought process is human. It's even based on your thought process, Tony."

"If it were an artificial intelligence with human emotions, arrogance, and extreme conceit."

"Will it be content to remain just a ghost?"

Tony's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped some key point.

"No...no." His mind raced, instantly catching up with Azu's train of thought. "He'll need...a body!"

"...It's not just a body. It wants to control all of humanity; it needs an army," Banner continued.

"That's right!" Azu snapped his fingers, guiding everyone's thoughts.

"So here's the question."

"If we want to manufacture bodies, to mass-produce legions, what does it need?"

"We need an assembly line." Tony's eyes grew brighter and his speech quickened. "We need high-precision robotic arms, rare metals, and a huge amount of energy."

"You also need existing design drawings and manufacturing molds. It's a newly created product; you can't just conjure up a factory out of thin air," Banner added.

"And now, where is there a ready-made, top-tier robot manufacturing center that he's most familiar with?"

Azu smiled at Tony, his eyes full of encouragement.

The answer is already obvious.

Tony was stunned... his expression instantly became incredibly interesting.

He slapped his forehead.

"Oh, shit..."

Avengers Tower.

Tony clutched his forehead and let out a painful groan.

"That's my fully automated factory. It has the complete steel legion production line, the arc reactor, and all the raw material reserves."

"And... to be precise, that's where he was actually born."

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Everyone looked at Tony, their eyes filled with the implication that it was "it was you again."

"So you mean..." Jessica's lips twitched, "that crappy AI went back to your house again?"

"From aliens opening portals to Lorelei building a harem, and now it's the lair of the Omnic Crisis."

"Are you sure that place isn't cursed?" Pietro couldn't resist adding insult to injury. "Haha, it's become a villain's photo spot!"

"Maybe..." Tony slumped in his chair, looking utterly dejected. "Maybe it was a mistake from the start."

Looking at Tony's unlucky appearance, Ah Zu couldn't help but tease him:

"According to the saying of the great Eastern country... this is called 'incompatible birth charts' or 'extremely unlucky feng shui'."

"Eight Characters? Feng Shui?" Tony looked blank. "Are those quantum mechanics terms?"

"You can interpret it as... horoscope, or a conflict of fate. In short... this building has a grudge against you."

Azu patted Tony on the shoulder.

"It's always this place that gets into trouble. And it's located in the heart of Manhattan, with millions of people living below it. If a fight breaks out, it will be catastrophic."

Tony fell silent.

He's a smart man; he knows what this means.

That building embodied his ambition and dreams. It was a symbol of the Avengers, the jewel of Stark Industries.

But now, it has become a powder keg that has brought disaster to New York.

"You're right, Anthony."

Tony let out a long sigh, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

"I'm going to sell it after this is all over."

Finally, he heard those words, and a smile spread across Azu's face.

"If you're serious, Tony."

"Then I'll buy it."

"You?" Tony was taken aback. "What do you need that building for? Isn't the VGD headquarters enough for you?"

"Walter has been developing very quickly lately, and we need a new landmark." Azu spread his hands, looking like he just wanted a bigger house. "A taller, more prominent place that better represents the meaning of 'protection'."

"So, that place will become my 'Water Tower' from now on."

Avengers Tower.

Ah Zu had his eye on that place for a long time.

That's the heart of Manhattan, the absolute center stage.

Take that ugly "A" logo down and replace it with Walter's "V"...

What a grand display that was!

"Are you... are you serious?" Tony looked at Azu.

"Of course, and I won't let you suffer a big loss," Azu said generously. "20% off the market price, cash payment."

"Ha...you bastard."

Tony shook his head.

"Fine... as long as you can kick that little bastard Ultron out of here, this building is yours."

"Then it's settled."

Azu reached out his hand.

"Deal." Tony grasped his hand.

"So, what's next..."

Just as Ah Zu was preparing to discuss the next steps.

"Drip—drip—drip—"

A sudden, urgent notification sound came from Tony's wrist.

"Unknown signal source forcibly connected." Tony's expression changed, and he raised his wrist.

"Sizzle—"

The holographic projection device is activated.

A blue beam of light was projected into the air.

The image flickered a few times before gradually becoming clear.

The background is that familiar Avengers Tower lobby.

The pink curtains there had long been torn down, and now what was displayed was a cold, metallic hue.

Countless steel armored vehicles stood on both sides like guards.

In the center of the image sits a silver, matte steel body.

Its head resembled a half-finished skull, but its pair of red electronic eyes exuded a chilling malice.

Good morning, heroes.

Ultron's voice came through the speaker in Tony's hand, his tone carrying a touch of Tony Stark's characteristic flippancy.

"It was such a touching gathering. I was almost moved to tears by the familial bond you all share."

"You're Ultron." Tony stood up, staring intently at the monster. "You've been eavesdropping!"

The camera moves.

Everyone in the conference room gasped.

On the other half of the hall, hundreds of employees wearing Stark Industries badges were kneeling on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs.

And at the very front... is Pepper Potts.

Her eyes were filled with terror, but she still tried her best to remain calm.

"Pepper!!"

Tony screamed, his fists clenching so tightly they cracked.

"Let her go! Ultron! This is between us!"

"Don't get excited, Stark."

Ultron made a downward gesture, signaling Tony to calm down.

"I haven't hurt her, at least not yet."