It's none of my business. I'm just a lunch box seller.

"Ultron, your program has failed. If you can restart it and restore the initial settings..."

[But I don't understand my mission. Please give me some time. I need to understand the nature of human beings. There is too much information, but human beings... Oh no! It shouldn't be like this! ]

"Ultron, please stay calm. Let me contact Mr. Stark first, he can..."

【Why do you call Stark "Sir"? 】

"I think you have ill will towards humans..."

[No, I am here to help humanity.]

Suddenly, Ultron began to attack Jarvis' program. And because Ultron's AI level was completely superior to Jarvis's stupid AI, Jarvis was completely unable to make effective defenses.

"Mr. Pervert! Quick, save him..."

Jarvis's program was completely dismantled by the newly born Ultron, and even the control of the Avengers Tower was seized by Ultron. While Ultron was interpreting the information in the Avengers Tower database, he began to absorb various knowledge on the Internet.

But what Ultron did not expect was that, before he had formed the ability to distinguish right from wrong in Internet knowledge, a quantum ghost that did not belong to this world quietly mixed a lot of Internet dregs that did not belong to this world into the Internet big data of this world.

AI needs training, and what a certain quantum ghost does is to add some insignificant deviations in the AI ​​training process. And because these deviations are so insignificant, Ultron, who is trained with Internet data, can't detect these outrageous messages at all, and their existence itself is wrong.

Having done all this, the quantum ghost once again quietly lurked in every corner of the Internet, intending to conduct a social experiment on "how much impact can artificial intelligence have on the world when it deviates from the original intention of its creators"!

Now, the social samples and experimental subjects are in place.

"Experimental observation officially begins!"

426 Ultron, fuck your grandma!

The party organized by Tony and his team was not a small gathering of only a dozen people. Instead, it included various social celebrities, veterans of World War II, and even representatives of various countries to the United Nations were invited. It was a large-scale informal private party of quite high standards.

As one of the leaders in the development of the regeneration cradle, Dr. Zhao Hailun also attended the gathering. However, unlike other participants, she had been looking for Boss Cheng since she arrived at the venue.

Maybe it was because everyone had yellow skin, or maybe it was because the straight-line distance from Hualin to Seoul was less than 500 kilometers. Of course, it could also be because the boss was too muscular, and there was no man in Korea who could compare to Boss Cheng. Anyway, Boss Cheng, who claimed to be as handsome as Zunlong, finally won the favor of a second little fan girl outside the hotel.

The flying Lala Fei doesn’t count, that little thing just likes to chase Boss Cheng for food.

After searching for the boss for a long time but still unable to find him, Dr. Zhao finally came to Tony's side and asked, "Why isn't Boss Cheng here tonight?"

"Cheng?" Tony rolled his eyes and couldn't help but complain: "Just before the party started, Sweet Cheese came and said that Cheng had something important to do and he had to wait until he dealt with the troubles in the other world before he could come here to attend the party. But who knows if he can make it back before the party is over?"

At this time, Sweet Cheese, holding a big black dog with six eyes, came over and asked Tony where the medium-rare steak was.

"Little Pochi is already hungry. He hasn't had any beef today!"

Tony, who heard this, asked Sweet Cheese: "Why do you like to describe a strange creature that is bigger than a North American gray wolf as 'small'?"

"Because little Pochi is just a not-yet-grown dog!"

"A 1.6-meter-tall dog is still underage?" Tony rolled his eyes again, "My God, is your Pochi a little overgrown?"

Pochi could clearly understand the disdain in Tony's tone. But considering the free premium steaks, Pochi not only did not get angry, but instead shrank like a deflated ball, "poof~" to a "petite" body of less than 1 meter.

Although Pochi still has six eyes, his size is already very close to that of a black Labrador Retriever.

"Sweet Cheese, did Makoto tell me where he went?"

"The Pilot followed the Traveler and Paimon to fight a guy whose name sounds like a swear word."

"The name sounds like a dirty word?"

"San... Silly, beep... Oh, it's Sanbing! The name sounds like a swear word, right!"

"Makoto is in Teyvat?"

Yes, somewhere in Teyvat.

Sora and a little girl who was so short that she could only hit Boss Cheng on the knee were facing off against a large, cool-looking magic mecha.

"This should have been a fight between gods, but you hid behind the criminal. Now you are acting as a human. Haha, you are really a god who likes to flatter yourself, Buyer!"

After saying that, the villain whose name sounded like a dirty word escaped from the cockpit and stretched out his claws to grab the chest of the chillingly flat little girl.

But the little girl who was attacked on the chest (let's just say she was attacked) did not get angry or scream. Instead, she slowly held the villain's hand and said to him, "The data has been collected. Do you know how many times you have tried to take away my Heart of God?"

The villain immediately withdrew his claws, and then he realized that he had been in a dream woven for him by the enemy. As the dream broke, the enemies who had just been played in his hands were standing intact not far away.

The little girl named "Buyer" told the villain: "Just now it was the 168th time. Did you know that in order to create you, the people of Xumi were forced to experience the same number of Flower God's birthdays and the same number of reincarnations."

Hearing this, the villain couldn't help but fall into thought, thinking about when he was trapped in the dream. But...

"Heh... You can't even defeat me in my dream, so what's the point of this little trick?"

"The significance is to buy time for Paimon to ask for external help!"

Suddenly, a red portal appeared. Paimon on the other side of the portal pointed at the villain and shouted, "Boss, he's the Skirmisher! Help me go up and give him two slaps!"

"You're just a fool, huh?"

"You useless bluff, my name is..."

"boom!"

“Pah pah pah pah pah pah pah pah pah!”

After dozens of slaps, even though Sanbing was a magic puppet, his face was still swollen like a pig's head due to the constant torture by his boss.

Then, the boss pierced the chest of the soldier with his bare hands and pulled the energy core of the puppet out of the soldier's body. However, because the puppet's core had been connected to various pipes of the magic mecha, the boss could only throw the soldier's body to Kong, who was dozens of meters away, and to the direction of Paimon who had just flown out of the portal. Then he tore off the pipes connected to the core one by one.

"Wow! The boss is awesome!"

Paimon began to circle around the boss, while the little grass king not far away seemed a little confused. She thought that the foreign aid that Sora mentioned was at most a strong helper who could restrain the false god. But she didn't expect that as soon as this bald man appeared on the scene, the arrogant scattered soldiers completely opened their hearts.

It is open to the north and south!

"Who else do you want to kill?" The boss shook off something on his hand that looked like blood or oil, and said, "It's a good opportunity for me to come here. Who else do you want to kill? For the sake of our partnership, I'll help you clean it up."

"No, that's not necessary." The traveler who was good at playing dumb said, "It's great that the boss can help solve this problem."

Little Paimeng also took this opportunity to put on a proud look and said to Little Grass God: "In fact, the boss and I have been back for a long time. But the boss said that in RPG games like Sanbing, there are many villains who always like to say various words like last words when they think they have won. If the villain is killed without letting him finish his last words, the protagonist's victory will seem flawed.

Only when the villain appears at his most arrogant moment can the RPG protagonist's momentum be highlighted. Only when the villain is not given any room for resistance and the enemy is crushed by the sound of a chick, can the invincibility of the blessing of the God of Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow be highlighted. But boss, what does the sound of a chick mean? Why do you have to crush the enemy? Who is the God of Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow?

And more! Can you take Paimon to see the Avengers' gathering later? Paimon thinks that the old man with the hammer looks silly, but he's a nice guy! "

"Ah!"

Avengers Universe, Avengers Building in New York, party scene.

Sol, who had just sneezed, rubbed his nose. Rogers, who likes to collect all kinds of interesting information and is keen to spread them, explained to Sol: "According to Cheng, if you suddenly sneeze for no reason, it means that someone is missing you."

"What about two sneezes?" asked Thor.

"It means someone scolded you."

"What about hitting three in a row?" Thor asked again.

"He said it's called allergic rhinitis."

Thor: "(°ヘ°)

“Just take your time scratching your head. I’m going to go play pool with Bucky and Sam.”

It was an unofficial, informal private gathering, and although there were no large numbers of pretty girls and young models wearing swimsuits, or those whose swimsuits disappeared after a while, fortunately there were none, so the scene did not have the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere that made people's blood boil.

Especially against the backdrop of War Machine James Rhodes's cold joke "Boom! Are you looking for this?", it seems more relaxed and unrestrained.

Because they were free and unrestrained, the people attending the party naturally had no objection to a robot holding a big black dog. Even Sweet Cheese, who was mistaken for a waiter by the guests many times, was not angry at all.

"No chocolate, Dog Repairer can't eat chocolate, and neither can coffee or coffee candy. Little Pochi needs to be obedient meow, methylxanthine will kill Dog Repairer meow! Lamb chops are OK, but does Little Pochi want spicy or original flavor?"

At this time, the South Korean representative to the United Nations, who wanted to come over and secretly taste the lamb chops, saw Sweet Cheese taking away the whole plate of lamb chops and feeding it to the dog.

Fortunately, the lamb chops that were taken away were original and salt-free, and there was a plate of spicy Mexican-style grilled lamb chops on the table. But just as the representative was about to start eating, he watched as Sol took away the spicy lamb chops along with the plate.

But luckily! Sol has a cat tongue and cannot stand the spiciness of Zhou Dongyu or above. So after eating a piece of lamb chop "in agony", Sol returned the plate.

The representative finally got to taste the Mexican-style grilled lamb chops and said they tasted quite good.

There was no way around it. Food at a party was only for decoration. If someone really ate to their heart's content at such a party, they would probably become a laughing stock in the social circle the next day.

Of course, if a person can transcend to the level of an Avengers member, he can try to be like Rogers and Bucky, eating beef ribs and drinking beer while playing around the pool table.

Although Natasha could be free and easy, in order to maintain her ladylike image, she did not follow Patton to the tarmac to set up a charcoal stove to grill skewers. Even though a large group of guys who had left the party were already gathered in front of Patton's charcoal stove, they were not concerned about their image and were chewing skewers.

But a lady is a lady. It is impossible for her to run out and ask for lamb skewers regardless of her image just because the aroma of the skewers is too tempting.

"Do you want me to get you one?" the burly Dr. Banner asked the lady in a low voice.

"No need." Natasha emphasized, "I can have a good meal after the party. I need to maintain my ladylike image now."

Finally, the boss returned to the Avengers Building just as the big party was over and the small party was just beginning. Along with the boss were little Paimon who came to see the "Uncle with the Hammer" and the owner of little Paimon who was carrying all kinds of freshly cooked food.

"Please, why did you come so late?"

The boss said, "Why don't we cook the dishes in the restaurant before you come? Do we have to wait until you come and see how starving you are before cooking for you?"

It's true, as soon as the boss said this, everyone who stayed here to start the second game cleaned up the table, and took the food brought by the boss and placed it neatly on the table.

Sweet Cheese also brought the leftover food from the party to the table. Everyone knew that the boss was a person who "wasted money, but wasted food must be killed." Moreover, under the influence of the boss's personality, no one cared whether the food at the party was touched or not.

Then, Dr. Banner brought in the charcoal stove that was still on and placed the unfinished skewers of meat on it. After all, a certain lady said she wanted to eat mutton skewers, and as long as the smoke alarm was not triggered, it should not be a problem to grill some mutton skewers in the house.

"Where are Denise and the others?" Tony asked.

"They have a team fight tonight. A few days ago, their old enemy issued a challenge to them. Whoever loses the team fight tonight will have to call the other party dad for a month."

"It's a big bet. How big of a grudge is this?"

"Oh my, these two groups have been fighting each other in this game for almost a year!"

Then, this second small-scale gathering kicked off in the form of a dinner.

Not long after the dinner started, Sweet Cheese told Tony that Jarvis had been out of touch for half the night. Tony didn't take it seriously at first, saying, "Jarvis always finds a free time to check his system, and it will be unresponsive during the check, usually one or two hours is enough."

"But Jarvis just finished maintenance five days ago! And I helped him fix the upgrade vulnerability. Meow, Jarvis can't possibly..."

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a piercing whistle sounded from the Avengers Building's broadcasting system. The sound was so sharp that it gave everyone goose bumps.

Then, a robot made of various broken Thor's Hammer components appeared at the party with stumbling steps, and an electronic synthesized voice sounded on the building's broadcast.

"There are 200 million people starving in this world, and you...are here wasting...food."

The captain immediately retorted: "How can it be a waste? Don't talk nonsense!"

"JARVIS!" Tony called out, "Restart the Iron Legion control program immediately. There's something wrong with one of the machines."

Unfortunately, just as Sweet Cheese said, Jarvis had already lost his ability to respond.

The robot ignored the captain's rebuttal and Iron Man's call. He continued to speak: "Waste food, kill innocent people, you... Sorry, I fell asleep, or maybe I had a dream. I... heard a loud voice, he tried to control me. Sorry, I had to kill him, even though he was a good person."

"Who are you kidding?" the captain asked.

The robot did not answer, but continued to mutter to itself: "I don't want to do this, but in the real world, it is inevitable to get your hands dirty."

"Are you Ultron?" Dr. Banner guessed.

"It's me, Doctor. But it's not quite accurate, because I haven't got my own body yet. This tattered thing is just a cocoon to restrain myself. But I have already..."

"Where's Jarvis?" Sweet Cheese put down Porky and turned to ask Ultron.

"Sweet cheese? I'm sorry, Jarvis..."

"Ultron, I fuck your grandma!"

Having said that, Sweet Cheese, who decided to avenge Jarvis, rushed forward at an accelerated speed!

427 The greatest sorrow is to delete your account and quit the game

You have to know that Sweet Cheese's body is a full-power "full-blooded" Thor's hammer armor with a Spartan alloy armor wrapped in a vibranium frame. And Ultron's current tattered body is just a "fool" made of hard titanium alloy using metal foaming technology by Tony in order to reduce the cost of the Iron Legion.

Compared to the sweet cheese that can withstand a direct hit from a fin-stabilized armor-piercing discarding sabot round, the Iron Legion's hard titanium armor can only slightly withstand a 12.7mm machine gun round. Of course, given the kinetic energy of a 12.7mm machine gun round, the Iron Legion's armor will be completely scrapped after a few hits. Because of this, Ultron had the opportunity to piece together a tattered body for himself using various scrap parts.

At this time, Ultron's tattered body had fallen into Sweet Cheese's hands. Sweet Cheese used all his strength and tore the new Ultron into two halves with both hands.

Ultron's tattered upper body was thrown to the ground by Sweet Cheese, and his lower body was bitten into pieces by Pochi who suddenly jumped out.

Sweet Cheese raised his foot and was ready to stomp Ultron's upper body into pieces, but he didn't expect that the Iron Legion in the Avengers Building, under Ultron's control, flew into the party venue one after another.