People Are in Marvel, and the System is Working As a Worker

So, Stark was indeed taken aback.

Zola lay innocently shot.

"I'll come and see."

Mike pointed at Zola, "Don't you think he's amazing?"

Zola: "Thank you for the compliment, although I don't know who you are."

Zola is really powerful, and has achieved alternative immortality by scientific means.

Zola's immortality also involves a question: what is the essence of the soul?

Stark thought for a while: "It's really powerful."

Zora: "Thanks again."

Stark said: "However, I will not pursue such eternal life."

He asked Zora: "If I am not mistaken, such immortality does not come without a price."

After speaking, Stark looked at Zora, which is the monitor.

This is tantamount to letting Zola expose his weaknesses, and most people will pooh Stark, but in the end Zola is a relatively pure scientist, but there is a problem with standing in line.

Stark's words, in his opinion, are academic discussions.

"There are indeed many side effects." Zola said, "First of all, emotions and desires lose their physical carrier. They become strange, like lines of code, controlled by reason. Loss of passion."

Science is rational, but it is often born out of sensibility, a flash of inspiration, and some are even caught by the tail in dreams.

After turning into data, Zola's application of knowledge is more proficient, but she lacks unrestrained imagination.The result was the algorithm for the Insight Project, which took decades.This algorithm is not so much created as it is calculated.

Chapter 364 The Gaze of the Goddess of Death

Of course, whether the advantages are good or the disadvantages are good, Mike doesn't care.

He looked around Dr. Zola's "body", including the server with the red and green lights flashing alternately.

"It's really black technology."

Mike looked at the rows of servers in admiration and couldn't help but sigh.

Of course, the so-called black technology refers to the time.At present, even ordinary commercial servers can't compare.

Zola: "Thank you for the compliment."

The voice just fell.

Mike raised his foot and kicked the case.

Lightly kick.

Stark can even feel Mike's "carefulness", because he knows very well that if Mike "kicks hard", the space carrier under his feet will crack.

Literally physically ripped apart.

boom!

The metal, off-white painted chassis lid is recessed.

laugh!

The spark of the short circuit flickered, and a plume of black smoke came out.

Stark: "..."

Zola: "..."

Mike: "How does it feel?"

Stark: "I was caught off guard, I was scared."

Mike: "Go aside, I didn't ask you."

Zola: "Which aspect specifically?"

"..." Mike.

Is it the unique cuteness of scientists, or is it numb after digitization?

After thinking about it, Mike asked: "Speaking of which, the chassis is a part of your body, aren't you angry if I destroy it like this?"

"Angry," Zora replied.

Then there is a burst of garbled characters on the display:

"Look, you're so angry."

"This..." Mike: "Jarvis, come out and translate."

Jarvis: "Just pretend that he was so angry that he wanted to slap the table, but he was afraid of hurting his hand, so he found a cushion to cover it before he did it."

Mike imagined that scene and felt the atmosphere of a comedy movie.

"Are you afraid of death?" Mike asked again.

At this time, it was quiet outside.

This quietness meant that Hydra agents had completed the siege.

So after asking, Mike asked Stark: "Go out and deal with it?"

Stark was dissatisfied: "I'm not your wage earner."

Mike gave him a blank look: "Then are you going?"

"I go!"

Stark just complained habitually, and was not really dissatisfied, "Jarvis, locate the enemy."

Jarvis: "Good boss."

The Hydra agents who formed the encirclement thought that Stark was surrounded, but they didn't know that the surrounding cameras had become Jarvis' eyes.Their real-time positions are streamed to Stark's visor screen.

"locking."

Stark ordered.

"Lock complete."

Jarvis replied.

This means, pronounced the death sentence of Hydra agents around.

Mike believed that Stark could easily deal with the Hydra agents outside, so he waited for Zora to answer.

The server keeps flashing, indicating that Zola is really calculating, that is, thinking.

After a few seconds.

Zola came up with the answer:

"Before becoming like this, I was afraid of death. One is because of biological instinct, and the other is that there are still unfinished business."

"After becoming like this, whether it's emotion or way of thinking, it's not like what I used to be."

For example, the former Dr. Zola, under the current circumstances, simply couldn't talk like he is now.

He is essentially a genius otaku scientist.

"Not afraid of death, but don't want to die." Zola summed up his thoughts.

"Is that so..."

Mike stroked his chin.

"How is it?"

Stark probed in while emitting laser rays and miniature missiles from his body.

Obviously, it was Jarvis who did the work.

Mike: "Do your thing."

Stark closed his hands: "It's done."

As the main direction of human development, the killing efficiency of technological weapons has always been very high, not to mention that Stark has incorporated a lot of alien technology, which can be regarded as a giant standing on the shoulders of giants.

The Hydra agent was lying on the ground outside.Some died with only a small burn wound on their bodies.Some were blown out with bowl-sized wounds and died.

Yes, the common denominator is that they are all dead.

Stark started ruthlessly, not being a human being.If those Hydra agents know that Stark is so ruthless, just to gossip about Mike's conversation with Zola, I don't know how they should feel.

Do you want to die?

Stark was back in the great room.

"Ok?"

Stark saw Mike's big eyes shining like stars.Those eyes... seemed to see through everything.

Dr. Zola had the same idea as Stark.It's just that he is now essentially an electromagnetic signal, specifically manifested as a bunch of codes.

So... what's with this feeling of being seen through?

The core code was cracked?

And this operation?

Mike ignored Stark and Mike's thoughts, he was engrossed.

Under his eyes, the world is no longer what the naked eye sees.

All kinds of rules and logic sometimes float like mist, sometimes gather into streamers, turn into silk threads, and sometimes become spherical. One moment is as big as a star, and the next moment enters the world of quantum.

Everything cannot be measured by common sense.

Mike reached out and grabbed a cloud of black-gray mist.

"Ok?"

Black gray mist, visible to the naked eye.Stark frowned, wanted to speak, but held back again, his heart beating up for some reason.

White palms, slender hands.

The black-gray mist seemed to have life and wanted to escape, but the palms seemed to form a hood to imprison them.