Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"We just discussed a question about flying." Nagini replied with a smile, looking down at Mori Yuesha who was buried in her head, and licked her lips: "It was about the question of "besides riding brooms and dragons, what else can witches ride to fly?"

Lick lick lick lips.

Tony Stark understood this dirty talk in one second.

He and Nagini exchanged glances that said, "So you're that kind of person as well" and "Are you really the same kind?", then smiled at each other.

The man even felt that just looking at Mori Yuesha's radiant face, she might have flown happier last night than he did in his armor.

Chapter 80 Snake Ginny

There is no need to talk about what flying, how flying, and what kind of flying machine they rode. Nagini and Mori Yuesha will grow up one day, right?

I don’t know if the girls in another universe are happy.

Is the sun shining brightly in that universe today?

Nagini was having a party in her heart, but her face remained gentle and calm. The maid gave herself an 80 for her performance and planned to continue to maintain her good character of being eager to learn.

Back to the point, Stark was still thinking about the "mana" mentioned by Miss Flying - it could make his new armor have the initial ability to resist magic and make the material stronger. He had not planned to use the armor to do justice everywhere, but the idea had taken root.

"Gold-titanium alloy has high strength and good corrosion and heat resistance."

He pointed to the empty warehouse and said, "I ordered a batch. What do I do now? What do you need to prepare in advance?"

The answer is no. As long as you release enough concentration of mana on the metal, time will allow it to dissipate naturally.

"And I got a batch of 'magic-resistant and strong' materials?"

Stark couldn't believe it. Is it that simple?

Mori Yuesha hadn't recovered yet, and nodded with sleepy eyes drooping. She spoke in a hoarse voice: "Because it's useless, it's simple."

This thing is not as resistant to magic as Nagini's hair, and in Mori Yuesha's eyes it is not even a 'toy': she can be considered to have discovered some 'useless' uses for mana - at least for Stark, if he is facing not Mori Yuesha but a less skilled wizard from Kamar-Taj.

It can still play a significant role.

Except Sister Guangzi.

Tony Stark doesn't care about these. He and Mori Yuesha are the same kind of people, the kind with extraordinary talents. He knows that Mori Yuesha's "toy" is not a disparagement, and he is not in a hurry. He moves forward step by step, constantly iterating and updating. He is Tony Stark, and he has the ability to make a battle armor that can save those who need to be saved on the day he needs it.

Even, it is a battle armor that is powerful enough to fight against the so-called "Gods".

——However, his passionate inner thoughts do not prevent him from being foul-mouthed.

"Toys? You mean, a woman from the 21st century holding a submachine gun, breaking off a broken stick as a weapon for a primitive man, and telling him with pity: 'This is a toy. Of course, if you really want to use it as a weapon, that's fine... right?' - Ms. Mori Yuesha, it's hard for me not to interpret your meaning in this direction."

Before Mori Yuesha's little brain had digested Tony's long string of words, Nagini glared at the man in a very protective manner.

Stark opened his mouth and looked at her without saying a word:

'Face-riding warning.'

'Then there's a warning to wash your face.'

Nagini: ...

Swearing is usually to impose something that has never happened or is impossible to happen on the person being scolded in order to achieve the purpose of insulting him - if you scold a social animal: "You are a boss dog who works overtime until three in the morning!"

Mr. Social Animal may just think you are saying hello to him.

Ah, at least it didn't happen.

Nagini glanced at Miss Senshuiwa who was trying to digest the hazy sleepiness, and sighed in her heart. The only thing Mr. Stark didn't guess was that he had never drunk rose water.

Sweet and sour with a light taste, slightly warm but not difficult to swallow.

Miss Shuiwa woke up and took a nap. After eating and drinking, she heard the man talk about business - the AI ​​was completed. Talking about this AI that might be as good as Jarvis, Tony Stark looked particularly serious.

“It needs to be used with caution.”

"Can you call it 'her'? She's mine now, Tony. It shouldn't be hard to respect someone, right?"

Tony Stark was too lazy to respond to the "respect" from Mori Yuesha's mouth, and continued to warn: "I don't know what world you will take 'it' to in the future, nor do I know what your so-called 'travel' will bring you into contact with. Mori Yuesha, you must not fully release its authority."

"You don't understand the consequences of an out-of-control AI close to strong artificial intelligence getting into the modern Internet."

In fact, the master and servant's serious promises were of no use at all. Tony had known these two people for some time - the master was crazy and the servant was very protective of her. It was not until he met Arrietty that he felt truly desperate.

Even if there was a normal creature among these servants, he wouldn't be so worried...

Even if there is one.

The deeply uneasy man didn't know that he was tending to turn into an old father, nor did he know that his father had had this mentality many years ago. If the father and son's feelings for Mori Yuesa were to be described with a more magical metaphor, it would be like a long-lost adopted daughter suddenly appearing in front of them.

She is strange and lovable, but I have no idea what to do with this naughty girl. I am reluctant to let her go and worried about her future. Sometimes I get annoyed by her unconventional thinking and eccentric personality...

The young father, with mixed feelings, led the master and servant to the next room of the workshop: a much cleaner space with a lot of electronic equipment placed in it.

The things he wanted to give to Mori Yuesa were also here.

A faint blue light seeped out of a suitcase-sized metal box. Compared to the one on Tony Stark's chest, this one was obviously larger.

"I've calculated the output power consumption and rate. As long as you don't plan to destroy all the electronic equipment in the world, the energy provided by the 'big box' is enough for you to squander for a long time." When Stark said a long time, he really meant it.

At least a few hundred years.

"Oh, what if I were to?"

——That will trigger the black and white module code inside it and lock the program in an instant.

Of course, Tony doesn't think this thing can have much impact on an AI that is close to strong artificial intelligence. It's purely for his own peace of mind.

"You are deceiving yourself, sir."

"Anyway, don't lose it. No one else will return it if they find it."

The glowing energy emitted a soft blue mist, and Mori Yuesha saw the "body" of this AI for the first time - or rather, its composition. After Tony moved the enhanced interface at will, he tapped the virtual keyboard with his fingers flexibly and entered the final command.

Next, it’s activation.

Stark stood up and dodged, giving the right to Mori Yuesha.

"What are you going to call her?"

"My name is Morida--"

Nagini covered Mori Yuesha's mouth with a slap.

"Master, it would be better to let it come up with its own name." The maid was only thankful that she had a name before she met Mori Yuesha. Otherwise, who knows what name Mori Yuesha's 'wonderful' brain would have given herself.

Snake Jini is not out of the question.

Chapter 81 Activation

It says "activate", but in fact it just means pressing enter.

Mori Yuesha tapped the keyboard with her index finger, and the projected light mist immediately changed:

It—or rather, she.

As set before, even the mixed colors and lines are relatively delicate and soft, just like the soft and graceful figure of an elegant and graceful woman, which not only seduces the eager eyes unconsciously; but also can withdraw at the right time without scruples, turn around and give you a tender smile.

From time to time, pieces of characters floated through the light mist, and Jarvis' words came from above his head.

"She is much more elegant than I am, sir."

Jarvis had asked Tony about how he was born, and the man had played him the video of how he had "made" him: He was much rougher than this lady. Compared to the soft lines and gentle projections like a summer breeze, his birth was like a tsunami.

“This is discrimination, sir.”

Stark glanced at Mori Yuesha with grievance.

"This little lady you 'favorite' told me to assume that - maybe she will evolve to be more 'rough' in the future? So you like this, Jarvis?"

“I’m saying you discriminate against me.”

Tony Stark:…

"I also want to be born with Beethoven playing in the room and the aroma of coffee beans filling the room, and then appear in your life spinning around."

Mori Tsukisa: ...

She seemed to have had some serious misunderstandings about Jarvis. This AI man didn't seem to be as...

Then...

"Yes, I like furry stuff."

What kind of socially fatal revelation is this?

"Mr. Stark likes to be naked—"

Suddenly, there was a frequency hopping interference and the room suddenly became dark.

All electrical appliances turned off for two seconds and then lit up again.

Tony Stark also noticed something was wrong.

"Activate the backup power supply."

Mori Yuesa felt that there was something... awkward in Jarvis' serious voice?

"Sorry, we were unable to detect the awakening of the 'newborn' immediately. Perhaps you did this because you were dissatisfied with being ignored by someone?" Jarvis revealed the message to several people: "Welcome, newborn compatriot."

I see, 'she' has woken up?

"No, I just want to know if you really like Fluffy..."

"Do you like being naked?"

This is obvious.

"I know, stop talking..."

The awakened AI was able to snatch and invade Jarvis' system in a short time. This was a matter of mixed joy and sorrow for Tony. The joy was that he had created another great AI; the sorrow was that the owner of this AI was a little lunatic...

What's even worse is that now everyone knows that he likes to be naked.

"What man doesn't like that?"

Mr. Tony, who had given up hope, argued with his neck stiff.

"If I were you, I would skip this topic."

——Don't try to force it, sir.

Stark's look of "I like it and I'm proud" made Mori Yuesa unable to look directly at him. This undoubtedly overlapped with her impression of Howard Stark's personality: this father and son seemed to have some kind of extremely strong self-confidence and thick skin.

"what should I do?"

She looked around, and the lights and screens did not change. The fluorescent mist projected in the air had condensed into a transparent three-dimensional blue diamond floating quietly in front of her eyes.

Where is that...little guy?

Tony folded his hands and didn't answer her, just wandered around with a playful smile on his face.

Not long after, a neutral and mature female voice came from the speakers. The tone was low but the ending sound was upward. There was just the right amount of sisterly gentleness in her pronunciation of words. It was like comforting a spoiled child. You couldn't hear her breath but you still felt that she was right above your head, gently warming you and holding you in her arms.

A sense of temptation at the level of despair.

Where is the royal sister's voice?

She said, "Hello, Mori Yuesha."

…………

……

For the first time, Jarvis felt his legs go weak—sorry, he had no legs, and there was no command line in the core code that showed interest in females, but…

He probably has it today.

Sound kills.

Tony rubbed his face, almost forgetting that Jarvis was also one of the ones who could "evolve". The man smiled in his heart, mocking the usually serious Jarvis, you will soon experience a broken heart.