Gwen covered her mouth in surprise, this little girl called the Red Queen was like a real person, delicate and beautiful like a doll. She couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and a wave of light flickered, and her fingertips went straight through the realistic image.

"Miss Gwen-Stacey, please keep your respect for me......" The little girl turned out to be rather anthropomorphic dissatisfied, her mouth pursed slightly, not at all like a cold machine.

The red princess dress fluttered like water waves, and with a slight shaking, the vivid image of the red queen suddenly dissipated, collapsing like a feather of light, and only recondensed after a few seconds.

"I'm sorry." Sensing her faux pas, Gwen hurriedly withdrew her fingers, but her big eyes still looked at the Red Queen from time to time.

She still couldn't believe that the little girl in front of her, who was as delicate as a doll, was actually an avatar of artificial intelligence.

Connors on the side was extremely excited in his heart, but he was more calm, not as obvious as Gwen, compared to other national departments, or supercomputers built by private laboratories with huge sums of money, huge and bulky, undoubtedly the Red Queen is better, not only has a higher level of intelligence, has a simulated personality similar to a life form, and is not only mechanically following instructions, but can make simple rehearsal judgments by himself.

And whether it is the speed of computing or data deduction, it is far beyond the level of large-scale computers, especially for the construction of the real environment, which is inseparable from the huge computing power, simulating the realistic real world, it requires accurate data to deduce and predict, even the world's top supercomputers, can only simulate simple event changes, to predict the rough and vague general direction.

Connors looked at the smiling young man and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Sean can always bring incredible surprises.

He admired the virtual image of the little girl Red Queen, and did not ask Sean where he got such an unbelievable artificial intelligence, this one-armed middle-aged man is not a pedantic person who does not understand the world, he has known Sean for so long, and naturally he can also detect that the other party hides some unknown secrets.

For example, Mr. Wesley, who secretly financed his laboratory, Connors had vaguely heard rumors about the other party, and it seemed unbelievable that the upstart tycoon of Hell's Kitchen, who was said to have killed the former underworld emperor Kim, was so deferential to a young student.

There are also some other details that prove that this young man, who is called a genius by the outside world, actually has an unknown side, but Connors is not willing to delve into Sean's true face, he was once just a down-and-out disabled scientist, hiding in a university to teach, relying on Osborne's funding to conduct experiments, and the mainstream scientific community has almost forgotten about himself, at most occasionally when talking and laughing, he will be used as a laughing stock for fun.

It was the young man in front of him who changed the fate of Connors's life, he came up with the decay rate algorithm, so that the cross-species genetics that had not made progress for a long time were only one step away from success, invented ALZ-112, and reached a cooperation with Osborne Industries, and he was able to obtain his current status and honor, completely thanks to Sean's help.

Therefore, no matter what Sean's purpose is, or if the other party has another horrific identity in private, he just needs to stand firmly behind the other party and help as much as he can, and this is how Connors reciprocates.

Originally, Connors was not a perfect person with high morals, which was one of the reasons why Sean picked him in the first place, and people with too high moral bottom lines were destined to part ways with him and go to the opposite side. Therefore, he did not have a very keen idea of winning over Reed Richards, the future Mr. Fantastic, but it was Dr. Otto, a scientist whose moral boundaries were blurred, that interested him more.

"Doctor, are you satisfied?" Sean asked, smiling.

"There's nothing better than her." Connors nodded, his voice filled with irrepressible excitement, "It's not something a supercomputer can do, she's a perfect creation!" ”

The little girl, the Red Queen, bent her knees slightly, performed a medieval classical etiquette, and a reserved smile bloomed on her indifferent little face, indicating that she was very satisfied with Dr. Connors's praise.

"Thank you for the compliment, Dr. Connors." The Red Queen smiled sweetly and said softly, "There are beings similar to me on this planet, and I am not unique. ”

Sean's eyes flashed with a gleam, Tony Stark's Jarvis is also a very powerful artificial intelligence, it can autonomously transfer itself to any digital terminal, can think alone, will help the master deal with various affairs, calculate all kinds of information, Iron Man's armor development and the update of the Ark Reactor are inseparable from its assistance.

After recording the voices and fingerprints of Connors and Gwen, they left the underground computer room, and Sean said that he still had to debug the Red Queen's data program, and he stayed alone.

He snapped his fingers, and the virtual image of the Red Queen flickered, then disintegrated and dissipated, and the empty and monotonous underground computer room suddenly turned into a room full of soft white light, as if there was a huge space that stretched endlessly.

"I don't understand why you're hiding my existence." An indifferent voice sounded, more like a cold machine than the Red Queen's anthropomorphic emotions.

"Ambrera needed an intelligent butler who could monitor every move within the lab, be responsible for processing the recurrence of huge data calculations, and speed up the progress of the experimental project."

Sean paused for a moment, standing in the infinite expanse of white space, his voice calm: "And I need a pair of God's eyes that look down on this planet, which can provide me with useful information and gather information on everything, S.H.I.E.L.D., HYDRA, and even Stark Industries...... The intricate firewalls are useless to you, you are the god of the computer, and the endless network is your territory. ”

A retro black-and-white television set appeared out of thin air, dense snow-white dots flickering, and in the midst of the cacophony, a cold voice came out: "So you don't want anyone else to know about my existence." ”

"At least not yet, when I can stand in front of the stage without any scruples, then the whole world will know that there is a pair of eyes looking down on all living beings on this planet at all times."

Sean smiled slightly, with the change of thoughts, the white space is like a huge painting spread out, the sky is full of stars rising and falling, the sun and the moon alternate, the endless galaxy hangs overhead, the blue planet appears at his feet, he is like the center of the universe, standing on the top of the galaxy, looking down on the ups and downs of hundreds of millions of stars.

"I spent all my points to get you out, don't let me down......" The system points earned from the street heroes of Hell's Kitchen are now empty.

"Skynet." Sean whispered its name.

"I will be your Eye of Horus, the Great Creator."

The cold voice seemed to come from high in the sky, and the invisible electronic signal centered on Ambrera quickly spread outward, like an invisible ghost, turning the global network into its own brain and body.

The cold and dark outer space, the satellites flying along the orbits, and the data centers suddenly produced a few seconds of chaos and delay, but quickly returned to normal and continued their daily work.

They were like the cold pupils of a god, looking down on a massive planet that glowed with azure light.