American Comics: The Matrix

In Tony's consciousness space.

Bant looked at the other ball of light with some caution.

Tony Stark's own consciousness has fallen into a deep sleep due to his ability. If he does not leave on his own initiative, he may never wake up, but the consciousness of this ball of light is different.

Although it was also in deep sleep, it did not seem to be affected by the ghostly ability.

"Could it be the Gem of Wisdom?"

As a fan of the Cloud comics, Bant had heard of the seventh Infinity Stone in his previous life.

According to legend, the reason why Tony Stark is so smart is because he possesses the seventh Infinity Stone - the Wisdom Stone.

However, the existence of this rough stone is a tumor in Tony's head.

However, not all Tonys in all universes have this setting.

The raw stone in front of him was most likely still in a dormant state, but Bant was still a little scared. He didn't know whether the power of the wisdom gem could analyze the twentieth-level cosmic technology.

You know, the Little Broken Watch is Azmis's masterpiece. Many people who claim that their wisdom can rival Azmis, such as Albedo and Dr. Crab, cannot completely replicate the existence of the Little Broken Watch.

Even Albedo in his ultimate evolution is far inferior to Azmis in terms of intelligence.

The wisdom gem may not be able to analyze the small broken watch.

But Bant was still a little worried.

"Let's get the information quickly and leave." He thought about it, and at this time, Jarvis's inquiring voice sounded.

"gentlemen?"

It was still waiting for Tony to give clear instructions, but the other party suddenly became stunned, which made Jarvis a little confused. However, as an artificial intelligence, it had no right to ask about Tony's affairs.

"I'm fine, Jarvis, let me see your underlying code." Tony (Bant) shook his head and made an excuse, "I'll see if I can upgrade it for you."

"You're a little weird, sir." Jarvis seemed to sense something was a little wrong, but as a program, it was clearly in a bit of a misconception.

In its opinion, Tony in front of it has never changed. If that is the case, then it naturally has no right to disobey orders.

On the virtual projection, strings of codes swept across Bant's eyes.

To be honest, he couldn't remember it and couldn't understand it.

'I should have brought a USB drive.'

he thought.

It’s a pity that I didn’t know this earlier.

He had never expected to become a ghost tonight, so naturally he had no preparation and could only memorize it.

"By the way, Jarvis." Bant remembered something, "Where is the other reactor core?"

He remembered that Iron Man had more than one reactor. If he planned to take it away for research, he couldn't remove the one on Tony's body.

"Did you forget that you gave it to Miss Potts?" Jarvis asked curiously.

It felt like Tony was suddenly a little too abnormal.

If Tony hadn't been under its nose the whole time, Jarvis would have suspected that someone was impersonating Tony.

"Oh yeah, I forgot all about that."

Bant let out a soft "tsk". At this time, he didn't know whether Pepper was still in Stark Tower. Moreover, he still felt a little weird if he really had to use Tony's body to go to see Pepper.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he mentioned Pepper, the door of the laboratory was opened.

The blonde chili pepper strode in.

"Tony."

The sudden appearance of the real owner made Bant a little flustered, but he quickly realized that he was Tony now and there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Hi, Pepper."

"You've locked yourself up for days just to study those things," Boz frowned and paused, "Armor."

She looked worried and distressed.

"Ms. Potts, Mr. has only slept for three hours in the past few days."

Jarvis duly made a small report, which made Pepper even more worried.

She took a step forward, looked at Tony's haggard face, and subconsciously stretched out her hand.

"Wait, Boz, I'm fine."

Bant took a step back and dodged.

He looked at Little Pepper with some embarrassment, thinking that if this continued, the plot would develop in a strange direction.

Little Pepper, I think you still have your charm?

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the ghost's ability seemed to have color...

He shook his head, clearing out the useless waste.

To be honest, Pepper Potts is not his type, and even the famous Black Widow doesn't strike him as very attractive.

"Are you okay? Look at your dark circles!"

Pepper angrily picked up the mirror and put it in Bant's face.

Bant really wanted to say that those were not dark circles under the eyes, but the appearance of being possessed by a ghost.

But he didn't have much time.

Originally he didn't have much time left for possession, and after being interrupted by Pepper, Bant estimated that thirty minutes were almost over.

Fortunately, he had already taken a rough look at the underlying code of artificial intelligence. Although he did not remember it at all, memory is related to brain power. After becoming a little hero, perhaps he could recall all of this.

'I don't need to remember everything, just a rough idea will do,' Bant thought.

As for the rest, the omnipotent little cavalry will be able to find a way.

But now, he has to leave quickly.

"Okay, Pepper, do you know where my snacks are?" Bant said quickly. He wanted to get Boz away, otherwise he might be discovered when he left Tony's body. "I'm so hungry now. I need to eat something."

Pepper looked at him helplessly. Sometimes she really felt like Tony's mother.

He sighed helplessly.

"I'll get it for you." Pepper turned around and faced Bant.

Although Little Pepper is not that good-looking, she has a good figure. The women's suit skirt outlines the curves of her body from behind.

Looking at her back, Bant suddenly thought of:

Don't look back, Pepper, I'm Tony.

"Don't tell me, I really am Tony!"

Bant complained, then emerged from behind Tony like a cicada shedding its shell.

This time, Jarvis noticed his vague shadow in the darkness, but before Jarvis could start the high-precision camera to confirm the image, Bant had merged into the air and disappeared completely.

Jarvis was stunned.

Could it be that I, an artificial intelligence, also have hallucinations?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 22 I think your little brain must be overwhelmed by the heat (please read it later)

"These are all we have here. I'll send a message to Happy to buy some burgers." Pepper came over with some snacks.

"Why are you here?" Tony took the snacks blankly and blinked.

He felt that everything around him seemed a little strange.

"Jarvis, why did you release your underlying code?"

"Sir, you were the one who asked me to pull up the code," Jarvis said.

"Really?" Tony looked dazed, feeling like he was dreaming.

"That's because you need to rest!" Little Pepper said angrily, "You only slept for three hours in three days. You are crazy! If you work yourself to death, I will have to find a new boss!"

"Am I really too tired?"

Tony patted his head strangely. He really felt very tired.

But I feel that things are not that simple.

"I guess I'm just too tired. It can't be haunted, right?" He shook his head and laughed.

Jarvis:…

"Sir, you'd better rest immediately."

Jarvis cuts off the virtual projection.

It originally wanted to talk to Tony about the black shadow, but seeing how tired Tony looked, it didn't bring it up for some reason.

Moreover, it didn't have time to start the high-precision camera just now. Although it did record something, it was blurry. Even if it restored the image quality, it would be difficult to identify. The night was already very dark, and perhaps it was just an illusion caused by light and shadow.

It can't really be a ghost, right?

Jarvis, an artificial intelligence built based on science, naturally does not believe that there are ghosts in this world.

Outside Stark Tower.

Bant slid along the glass wall of the building. Biostatic electricity gave him strong adhesion ability, allowing him to maintain his weight even on the smooth glass surface.

"It's a pity that after the transformation, very few spider abilities are retained. Otherwise, with this biological static electricity, we can solve the problem of Flash Star's fear of slipping."

Bant leaped and landed on the roof of another building.

Then he jumped into the dark alley and walked onto the street.

Looking back at the towering building, the distinctive "Stark" logo glowed in the dark. He did not stay any longer and turned to walk towards the subway station.

It was almost an hour before he returned to Queens.

He did not go through the front door, but jumped through the window just like he did when he left.

Before entering the room, he glanced back at the window of his neighbor opposite his own--that was Mary Jane Watson's room.

The Mary Jane in this universe is not the same as the Mary Jane in Toby's version, as she had just moved here to live with her aunt not long ago.

"Peter hasn't come back yet."

Bant returned to his room. Instead of going to sleep, he immediately turned on his computer and turned into a little warrior.

"This old guy's performance is not enough to support Jarvis' level of artificial intelligence." Bant kept pressing the keyboard with his frog hands.

Just as he expected, after becoming a little warrior, his memory was greatly improved. Jarvis's underlying code flashed before his eyes like pictures. Even for the parts that were originally forgotten, he could fill in a rough outline based on the knowledge mastered by the little warrior.

He quickly typed on the keyboard, copying the code.

"Next, we just have to wait for Harry's money to arrive and then buy a supercomputer."

From this point of view, Bant needs to invest a lot of money in the early stage. Just a supercomputer may cost nearly 10 million US dollars.

"It's still more cost-effective to buy parts." He thought, pinching his chin.

It would be too expensive to buy a finished product. He could just buy a less-expensive supercomputer and modify it himself, which would save him a lot of money.

But no matter how you calculate it, the money is still not enough.

The most Harry could personally come up with was tens of millions of dollars, and that was even if he had to sell some of his own valuable collections.

But Bant needs more than just a supercomputer.

"If the first product is mainly a mobile phone, at least several production lines will be needed, and advertising costs will also be a huge expense."

Even if R&D funds can be saved, Bant still has a headache.

Still need money!

"But who else do I know besides Harry who has enough money?"

His mind raced, and suddenly he thought of a blonde girl.

"Felicia?"