Everyone in stark industry knows that their boss Tony''s new assistant is a framed son. This woman simply gives full play to the sour characteristics of the workplace, which makes people suspect that this beautiful young female assistant has a menopausal soul.
Even Tony can''t stand a beautiful woman, but he can''t live without her. After little pepper left, he can control the huge machine of stark industry, so that he can devote himself to doing what he likes. The only assistant is bichi.
"Lyra!" Tony said to her irritably by pressing his temple, "help me make an appointment for the physiotherapy program in 20 minutes. Damn it, I can''t get rid of my headache!" he shook his hand and punched him on the nearby table, which startled his life secretary.
Lyra poked her head out of the nearby office, pressed the Bluetooth headset on her ear and made an OK gesture to stark.
"What happened?" asked the earphone.
"Nothing, Tony''s state is getting worse and worse. Since the Washington incident, he can''t sleep all night and always hears some inexplicable whispers. To be honest, I don''t think his state is suitable for taking the responsibility of an avenger. He''s only one time away from collapse..."
"Tony made a great sacrifice. He didn''t even care about his sexual welfare to control the Washington incident. The Bureau has been trying to find a way... But nuclear cells are too dangerous! We still don''t know how to control the excessive radiation in his body. Now he is equivalent to a walking dirty bomb."
"The assessment on him has not been made yet, and Nick is still protecting him, but it won''t last long. Nick may be removed from the post of director because of the Washington incident. Now the Council wants me to be director, and I want to know Tony''s situation all the time."
There was something special in the words of the female voice opposite the phone, and Lyra immediately recognized it.
"Everything is under control, hill! Is Nick''s impeachment related to Adam''s disappearance? Tony''s" fruit "here is about to mature. If Adam''s unstable factors interfere with the plan, it will cause us great trouble."
Lyra glanced at Tony''s private space overhead. It was the top floor of stark building, where Tony lived, experimented and Avengers met. Theoretically, she had no permission to enter, but the rules obviously didn''t mean anything to an agent.
"Adam has not been found now, which is more terrible for us than we know nothing about the whereabouts of 100 nuclear bombs in the United States. My side is almost boiling. The Council summoned Nick six times in one night. Nick''s roar can be heard by the cleaners outside the office. He is not in New York, Washington or San Francisco..."
"After those damn mutants let him go, no one knew where he was! The violet organization didn''t know, the Hydra didn''t know, the rising tide organization didn''t know, the military didn''t know, the mutants didn''t know, and even the professor refused to answer our questions."
"Then we''re in big trouble!" Lyra frowned. Her right foot on her left leg tilted up. This typical little gesture showed that she was restless.
She was uncomfortable and changed her leg: "you know our business hates losing control. Now the situation is out of control. Aochuang on Stark''s side is almost finished. We will have this weapon against Skynet soon, but now an unpredictable variable can happen at any time. I won''t wait until it happens. Hill!"
"I want to act in advance!"
After a moment of silence across the earphone, he replied, "you can do it in advance, but don''t cause Tony''s dissatisfaction. Now Nick is still the director. If something happens to his'' own son '', I will be in trouble."
"He doesn''t have time to trouble us now!" Lyra smiled coldly and hung up.
Leila slowly took out her handbag. Leila walked into the elevator, inserted the blocker into the junction box, took out the makeup box and turned the lipstick away. In it, a laser transparent crystal three-dimensional projection was blocked in front of the camera, and there was a projection of Tony in the elevator.
Iris scanning, skull comparison, body characteristics and infrared scanning can not stop the high-tech of the Divine Shield Bureau.
Lightly press the ten fingers on the powder, and Lila''s fingers are covered with a layer of fingerprint film.
Pushing the door of Tony''s room, a golden sphere projected in the middle of the room attracted Lyra''s attention for the first time. It revolved around the rotating sphere. The constantly active data fluctuation in it attracted Lyra''s attention. His hands made imaginary points on the projection, dragged out and enlarged sections of data and code.
The flowing golden data fluctuated like life, but Lyra''s face became more and more wonderful: "man-machine coordination and inspiration interaction! How could Tony have such a crazy idea? He completely opened human consciousness to electronic data, imitated professor''s telepathy, realized the spiritual interaction between man and machine, and expanded the Internet into man-machine network... This is crazy!"
"Human consciousness is controlled by information theory. Altron is not those damn robots and ghosts on the Internet at all. What he designed is a real ghost that exists in human brain and can control human beings and control the ghost of consciousness - Tony envisions that human beings will control altron through consciousness in the future. Why doesn''t he think altron can also control human beings?"
With the outflow of massive data, the terrible plan of aochuang finally exposed a veil to Leila.
Unlike the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d.''s imagination, altron designed by Tony is not "just an artificial intelligence software, an intelligent life program controlling the Internet", as he reported, but a program based on human consciousness.
There were some red blood threads on the ups and downs of the golden light bulb, and those veins like blood stains were gradually covered with the shell of the light bulb like blood vessels.
But Lyra, standing in front of it, was unaware that she could not find that the data light curtain suspended in front of her had become distorted blood red, and the words on it had become chaotic and indescribable.
But Lyra was still immersed in it. These chaotic, deformed and distorted symbols and pictures seemed to be understandable in her eyes. The harsh flute sounded in her ears along with other crazy and distorted instruments.
Countless strange lights and shadows - huge amoebas with green eyes and faces, nameless, meat pieces with countless tentacles and big mouths, and endless sparkling bubbles like a star river
An inexplicable and strange whisper whispered in her ear. The poor mortal consciousness was dominated by these things at the first time. Her thinking was unified at some level, but it was crazy, chaotic and chaotic.
The sphere of the red financial sink melts into a mass like magma. Under the red and golden flowing lava, countless flashing gas satiety faintly shines. It rotates slowly, like a suspended planet wrapped with countless shining bubbles. Only on the side facing Lyra, the planet has a blood red eye.
The bloodshot white eyeballs and red pupils are creepy.
The murmur of a strange voice rang through the room, like countless men. Women, old people and children speak the same meaning in different tones, different languages and different accents. It is chaotic, noisy, low and clear.
"Follow the will of the supreme apocalypse, my name is gehros Sargeras!"
"Follow the will of the supreme apocalypse, my name is YOG Sotos yogsaron!"
Lyra, who was completely distorted, roared wildly, as if celebrating the birth of her own master. At the same time, with the will of this sentence, a chaotic and distorted consciousness wave rushed into the network and transmitted this will to the world.
At the same time, on the road to New York State, a speeding motorcycle glides close to the road like silver lightning. The superior aerodynamic shape of the all metal body firmly protects the riders on the car.
Just as that will swept by, the knight in the car turned the front and stopped at the side of the road.
The knight took off his helmet and looked thoughtfully at the distance from the wave.
"As an apocalypse, I really can play, and this kind of existence can also be created! The nameless old evil gods and the dark Titans who have fallen into the abyss form a relationship of one for two and two for one." Chen ang can''t help sighing for the human beings in this world: "can''t I be broken by playing like this? I''m so evil..."
"The master of the dark Titan, the creator of ancient evil gods, the Lord of revelation who controls the former masters, the former God, the Lord of the four knights of the apocalypse, the seven dragons, the master of destruction, the crazy scientist who does not break the means, the grave digger of the gods, the harvester of the world line, and the mortal enemy of millions of intelligent lives - Apocalypse Chen! I am really too evil! I can''t see it anymore ……”