American comics: Traveling through Killian, I am the master of technology

In the early days of Marvel, Tony was able to announce to the world's media that his technology was at least 20 years ahead of the world. This was also the reason.

Because of the existence of Jarvis, a pseudo-artificial intelligence, he can only provide one direction, and then Jarvis performs data simulation and calculates a successful path for him among thousands of wrong paths.

And he only needs to point out the direction at critical moments. Even if sometimes he cooperates and points to a smaller range, then the speed will be faster.

It is because of this that Tony just developed the armor in 2008, and then used the MK2017 nano armor to form a team to defeat Thanos in 50. In less than ten years, his armors have ushered in rapid changes. changes.

From the primitive cave iron armor to the nano-armor that can roam the universe, the technological leap in this can be said to be extremely terrifying.

And most of the credit will be attributed to Jarvis in the end.

It can be said that if Kilian owns Skynet, he will usher in extremely rapid development in technology research and development.

It is not a dream to rule the earth in three years, rule the galaxy in five years, and rule the universe in ten years.

The only problem is that the Terminator does not yet have the conditions to be born in this world.

A high technology that is coveted by every country and has ultra-futuristic elements, if it cannot be guaranteed that everyone can get it.

So what he can imagine is that what will greet him is definitely a violent storm.

And if the Terminator wants to be a threat, it must be organized.

In that case, the requirements for signal transmission will be very strict.

Unless he can, like Musk, cover the entire earth with his own satellites to form a star chain and establish a full signal network.

Then create the artificial intelligence Skynet and let it control it.

Otherwise, it will be immature after all, and the technology tree requirements of the Terminator world are still too high.

He is just starting out now and can't master it yet.

And for now, the Terminator cannot help him make a comeback. It has no benefit other than allowing him to get a huge military expenditure from the US government and then being feared by other countries and foreign forces.

So after convincing himself, Killian turned his attention to the T virus.

After making the decision, Killian reopened his eyes, and then jumped up to the ground. After simply wiping his body, he entered his study room, turned on the computer, and began to write. I made my own plans for the next step.

For him, time is of the essence.

……

At the same time, as time passes little by little.

One invitation after another was sent to every media outlet through a new startup park in Miami.

"Era-defining technology, the advent of medical robots, your exclusive personal health consultant?"

"Haha, the forest is really big now, and I dare to send all kinds of rubbish invitations."

In the office building of the New York Times, an editor looked at the email handed to him by his assistant. After reading it, he threw it into the trash can nearby with disdain, and then complained.

"But boss, I see that their invitation letter says they have a nose and an eye, and I have also checked that company, and it is indeed capable."

"Why don't you go and have a look."

After seeing his boss throw away the invitation that he thought was a surprise, the assistant on the side couldn't help but said cautiously.

"Haha, young people, the more this kind of propaganda seems to be true, the more vigilant we must be."

“We are the most influential newspaper in the United States, and we need to set our sights on the people and businesses that are truly doing good for our city.”

"If you believe these things, last week I had three people claiming that there were aliens in their homes, two of them were abducted by aliens at home, and last week someone claimed that their parents had been replaced by aliens."

"Then there were people who said they saw angels."

"Oh Maika, in short, young man, you are still young and there is still a long way to go in the future. Don't be too naive."

"Okay, get your equipment ready. Follow me later to interview Mr. Fisk, our famous New York philanthropist."

After talking about his experience, the editor patted the assistant in front of him and walked out.

Chapter 8 Invitation letter and reactions from all walks of life

Similar experiences have also occurred in many other news media.

Of course, the main reason is that in this city where many elites and wealthy people from all over the world gather, there are too many people who use the sign of so-called future robots, and then deceive publicity and investment, just like crucian carp crossing the river. Too many people in general.

Moreover, these claims were exposed in the end, and not only the investors but also the media were ridiculed by the public afterwards.

So people are numb to this situation.

……

But there are also special cases.

On the other side, a Daily Bugle building at 39th Street and Second Avenue in New York City.

As J. Jonah Jameson, he is committed to making the Daily Bugle the number one news outlet in the United States.

Looking at the newspaper office, which has been unable to make ends meet for several months in a row, because it has not had any good news recently.

He smoked one cigar after another sadly, and the entire office was surrounded by thick white fog.

And that's not all. On his desk, there are news materials that the editors have collected one after another that they think are hits.

But every one of them made his blood pressure soar. If he hadn't just taken antihypertensive medicine, he seriously doubted that he would have appeared in the ICU emergency room at this moment, instead of facing a bunch of useless brains here. Photos angry.

"Damn, for God's sake, I really want to stuff you stupid pigs back intact and rebuild them all over again."

"Even if this was written by a three-year-old kid, he wouldn't be as bland as you guys and tasteless in drinking water."

"They're all just pork chops that don't even give a shit when they're paid."

At this moment, Jameson was cursing while still trying hard to look through the materials collected by his men, but it was obvious that he overestimated their professional standards.

After throwing everything away, there was still no news that satisfied him.

Until the next second, he saw a letter printed from Miami beside the table.

"Strange, I don't remember having any friends there."

After muttering something, Jameson finally opened the letter with doubts in his heart, and inside, he took out the letter paper with Dabai's photo and his detailed introduction.

"Era-defining technology, the advent of medical robots, your exclusive personal health consultant."

"We will take you to open a new chapter in the future world."

"interesting."

After opening it, looking at the invitation and its text, Jameson, who was already so angry that he was about to thunder, seemed to have seen the beauty of the iceberg, and the clouds turned from cloudy to sunny in an instant.

"Banril! Get your damn ass out of your seat right now and come to my office."

After opening the door, Jameson roared at the middle-aged man with glasses who was playing with a female intern on the seat not far away.

For him, every minute of rest during his working hours is stealing his money, let alone picking up girls in public.

This month, he must be deducted from full attendance.

This is what James says from the bottom of his heart.

Then he closed the door angrily.

"Hello, boss, what are your orders?"

As soon as he entered the door, Banril said with a humble expression to Jameson, who was crossing his legs on the desk.

"Take this, you, and report it immediately."

"Putting it on the second page, the whole text revolves around the title, which roughly means, Shock! Is the birth of robots a blessing for mankind or the end of the world?"

"Then focus on the point that robots may rebel and rule humans, and you can make up the rest."

After handing over the invitation letter he got to the other party, Jameson continued.

"????"

"But, boss, he didn't say that above."

After hearing what his boss said, Banril took the invitation and looked around. After reading it several times, he didn't see any difference between this thing and sci-fi robots and immortality. Then he asked with a puzzled look. road.

"Huh?! You tell me again that he didn't say that?"

"Are your eyes the size of quail eggs funny?"

"Did he mention robots?"

"Have!"

"Then did he give birth to a robot, and then did he mention medical treatment."

"Have!"

“Isn’t that possible that it’s gospel!”

"Yes!"

"Then have you ever watched The Terminator!"

"This……"

"Um?!"

"Have!"

Facing the boss's aggressive words, Banril couldn't help but bow and nod with sweat on his face at this moment.

Who made him face one of the most exploitative 'vampires' in New York?

"Is it possible to rebel? Is it possible that it will be the end of mankind? Tell me, such a simple and easy-to-understand truth is here. What else do you not understand? Why do you insist on me taking you like a kindergarten? Like the teacher, do you explain it to you word by word?"

Looking at the subordinates in front of him who have been with him for so long, but have not been influenced by even one ten thousandth of his own IQ, Jameson said with hatred that iron cannot become steel.

"I understand, I understand, thank you boss for your advice, I'll go get it right away."

After hearing that Jameson was about to go crazy, Banril finished speaking respectfully, then immediately turned around and ran out as if to escape.

"Hey! Today's young people are nothing like what I did back then. Let the leaders worry less."

"But this thing is quite interesting. Saturday? I have to go and see it."

After Banril walked out, Jameson, who calmed down again, looked at the invitation in front of him and couldn't help but murmured.

For him, if a newspaper wants to get ahead, it must have the vision to spot the 'explosive point' at all times.