Stark looked at the old woman with gray hair and dirt on her face in the photo, and it was hard to believe that this person was thirty years old.

Daisy continued: "She is a mutant, and the ability to mutate is to make the people around her ignore her, but this ability is not to the extent of invisibility, the government's assistance has ignored her, the church's assistance has ignored her, and even the X-Men have not helped her, it was the dragnet search of S.H.I.E.L.D. that found this person." ”

"She suffers from a lot of diseases, and it's summer, and if she doesn't get help, maybe she won't be able to survive this winter."

Daisy looked into Stark's eyes: "No matter how good your clean energy is, she can't enjoy it, because she has no income, she is an unobtrusive homeless person, if we carefully make a plan, analyze and weigh the various provisions in it, maybe by the time the rescue is implemented, this person has died silently in a sewer." ”

"I don't agree with a lot of Steve's points, but one thing I think he is right about is that when you see one helping the other, it's definitely better to save one sooner rather than later."

Daisy gave Stark a lot of examples, some mutants were coerced by the gangsters and risked great danger to steal money with superpowers, some mutants could give people great 'pleasure' and went to be street girls, many mutants who didn't finish middle school were living on the streets, with no life skills, no means of livelihood, and some had the ability to be bullied by homeless people, which is the survival status quo of mutants at the bottom.

"Tony, your gaze is too high, you only see Odin, you only see a strong man like Professor Xavier, the interest-free loan project you recently made can only be said to be okay, but the beneficiaries of your project are only MIT and Princeton, ordinary people don't know about your project at all, it's too far away from them. You leave my office now and go and see the mutants and ordinary people in the ghetto, who are a hundred times worse off than you think. ”

Daisy counts the ungrounded Stark and closes the door.

In her opinion, Stark has no experience of living at the bottom, even if Dr. Ethan's sacrifice of his life made him understand his social responsibility, and doing things is somewhat idealistic after all. His eyes have been staring at those heavenly prides, and he rarely pays attention to the bottom, he doesn't know what the urgent needs of the bottom are.

And Captain America has a history of being born at the bottom, but he has been out of touch with society for too long, and there is always a little bit of incompatibility, in Daisy's opinion, the American team regards the rest of his life as a task, until he dies, maybe when he swallows his last breath, he will show a long-lost smile.

Daisy quickly put these things behind her and continued to work on the task at hand.

Stark walked around the slums of New York, and the steel armor shook many of his eyes that were about to move, and he saw the darkest and cruelest side of it.

Not only mutants, but all ordinary people at the bottom live extremely difficult, numb beggars, empty-eyed street girls, alcoholics who don't think about tomorrow, many people have no hope, they can only mechanically pick up some food in the garbage can, are chased away from the deck chairs in the park by the police, and go to the bottom of the bridge to spend the night in twos and threes.

At the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, he announced that "technology will change the future, giving everyone a stage to imagine freely," but the stage seemed to be out of place in front of him, as if it were something from another world.

Feeling uncomfortable, he flew back to Los Angeles directly, and walked around the slums of Los Angeles again, everywhere is the same, New York is a little better with the superheroes and S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in their early 1000s, and Los Angeles is even more chaotic.

Somewhat tired, he returned to his villa in Malibu.

He grabbed a bottle of beer and walked to his workshop, where he wanted to think as he worked.

I walked into the workshop and found Jarvis chatting with 'people'.

Carefully distinguished, he showed a clear expression: "It turns out that Miss Danger is also there." ”

"Good evening, Mr. Stark." X2, two AIs greet him at the same time.

"Jarvis, I'm looking for you for something." Stark felt a little like his artificial intelligence was about to be abducted, and hurriedly opened his mouth to send off the guest.

Determining that the crisis had left his own network, he did not work immediately, but thought about what he had done during this time.

He did make mistakes, but Daisy's management was also wrong.

As a master of mechanical engineering, he can't tolerate Daisy's tinkering, headache-and-treating approach, he's a perfectionist.

"Jarvis."

"Sir."

"What is the operating mechanism of Miss Danger?"

There seemed to be a noticeable pause this time, and after a few seconds, he replied, "Miss Danger uses a unique encoding, a dedicated interface based on assisted operations and data collection. ”

Stark turned on the holographic projection and carefully looked at Jarvis gold, like the internal structure of a human brain, next to a pale blue shadow, which was a part of the danger data he intercepted through supercomputing and pre-fabricating the path back door, just an approximation.

He wasn't ready to capture Daisy's AI, he just wanted to see what they were thinking.

Comparisons, references, research, Stark worked for two hours on the problem of artificial intelligence, all kinds of calculations were written on paper, what destroyer armor, what slum suffering seemed to be forgotten.

"Jarvis, you and the crisis seem to be very rudimentary, can you help me with this?" After Stark finished speaking, he showed Jarvis the information about the female mutant named Mrs. Morris.

"Sir, there is too little information to process." Jarvis's mechanical voice rang out a second later.

"Can you do such a thing in a dangerous situation?"

"No, we can't do it, we lack a higher level of thinking."

Jarvis's words made Stark think for minutes.

A self-aware, self-energized, and capable of leading humanity into the future.

Stark wrote this passage on a piece of paper, and then put a question mark under the last sentence, which he felt was a bit big, and subdivided some conditions.

To help mankind develop science and technology, analyze and understand future biotechnology, end war and disease, reformulate scientific jobs, and rationally arrange and allocate social resources......

People will make mistakes, machines can't, the habit of long-term development makes him trust the machine is extremely high, when the question can't get the answer, Stark will automatically ask the machine for the answer, when the machine doesn't know the answer, he built a machine that can answer his own question, his original intention is so simple.