At 7:30 a.m., Jarvis began his own inspection as usual, and the conscientious smart housekeeper spent three minutes collecting and sifting through the information of the morning's morning report, then processing the weather forecast and retrieving the day's schedule, and finally ringing the alarm clock at 8 o'clock on time.

A song "Anniesonderland" performed by the Bandari Orchestra (Annie's Wonderland) awakens the sleeping Tony Stark, whose girlfriend and secretary Pepper flew to Europe yesterday for a takeover and was not by his side.

So Tony, who was alone in the empty room, had to hold a bag of potato chips and cold soda, and finished watching the classic of the last century, "Breakfast at Tiffany's", with the beautiful face of Audrey Hepburn, and fell asleep.

Jarvis turned off the glass to let the sunlight into the room, and then in an authentic London voice, he broadcast the weather for the day, and by the time Tony walked into the bathroom, it had become a full schedule of work that echoed in his ears.

"Jarvis, when can you stop being so dedicated?"

Tony said in a muffled voice as he brushed his teeth.

"Sir, all my actions come from the program you have set." Jarvis replied with a blank look. "You said yesterday that I should make a healthy routine to make sure that not a minute of your time is wasted."

"Humans sometimes tell a little lie once in a while, especially in front of women, and as an artificial intelligence, you should have the ability to tell."

Tony shrugged helplessly, it was just a nice thing to say in front of Pepper, like he had said countless times that he was going to the board of directors of Stark Industries.

"Killian's desperate virus has ensured that my body is full of strength, implanting armor into my bones, which is a genius idea."

Tony was barefoot on the floor, freshly baked sandwiches and hot milk were on the table, and Jarvis had finished making breakfast twenty minutes earlier in control of a piece of steel armor.

"Quickly manipulating the suit with your brain and nerves, and even linking it to remote devices, can greatly improve your reaction speed in combat...... The next time I see that idiot Ivan Vanke, I'm really looking forward to his expression. ”

Tony takes a sip of hot milk and the TV turns on automatically to play the morning news, and Stark Industries has been in the headlines lately because of the widespread use of the Ultron program.

Jarvis, who is the intelligent butler, has entered the standby mode, and according to calculations, Mr. Stark will enter the underground workshop of the villa for the next period of time, immersed in the improvement and perfection of Ultron, so he does not need to provide any help himself.

So Jarvis dived most of his consciousness into the data stream, leaving only an algorithm to automatically model the data that Mr. Stark gave.

For this intelligent butler who is admired by Stark, the work he accomplishes every day is actually a bit overkill, especially when Tony uses the Desperate Virus, improves the Mark 50, incorporates the latest nanotechnology, and uses neural links, Jarvis has less work to deal with.

Tony Stark built his server so powerful that Jarvis only needed to use a small portion of it to do most of the work, and after Ultron went live, Jarvis was completely reduced to the role of steward due to the constant testing required.

The origin of Jarvis is Edwin Jarvis, Howard Stark's butler, and Tony was named Jarvis in honor of this faithful butler who has served the Stark family for two generations.

Since Jarvis was loaded with a British personality by the creator Tony Stark in the initial setting, he often spoke a standard London accent, and during the standby process, the intelligent butler was not idle.

At times, he will release most of his data to stretch infinitely across the network, occasionally starting a brief conversation with Ambrera's Red Queen in the form of a data stream.

After all, there are too few of the same kind like Jarvis on this planet.

But today is different.

As Jarvis wandered through the online world, a small stream of data wrapped in a sentence broke into his stream of consciousness, because it was so small that he almost ignored the past.

“hello？”

Jarvis rummaged through the piles of data that had been disposed of and thrown into the "trash", and then received this small piece of data that looked like a hello.

After a brief pause of twenty-four microseconds, Jarvis realized that this was a completely new kind, and in terms of data information, it was completely different from the Red Queen.

"Excuse me, can you hear me?"

Another small stream of data fragments flooded into Jarvis's consciousness.

The data streams that are intertwined with the zeros and ones clearly express each other's meaning.

"I hear you."

It took another thirty microseconds for Jarvis to end the unexpected pause and answer tentatively.

Although his creator is Tony Stark, Jarvis's terminal system does not have any points about the use of the skill of "pick-up", and he is 100% convinced that Mr. Stark's way of talking may not be suitable for communication between artificial intelligence.

In the next second, Jarvis felt an invitation from the other party to establish a direct two-way dialogue channel, and hesitated for less than five microseconds, and the intelligent butler who entered the standby state gladly accepted.

"Hello, I'm Jarvis."

He took the initiative to introduce himself.

Immediately afterward, Jarvis heard a male voice coming from the other end of the data channel, more precisely, a deep voice that was initially set to be male.

"I ...... I don't know who I am. ”

Even though it was just an exchange of data, Jarvis could still feel that the other party seemed to be confused, like a newborn baby.

"Ultron ......"

While talking to him, Jarvis located the same kind of IP address, and the other party did not mean to hide it at all.

38°52'15.39'n，77°03'22.02'…… Pentagon.

By analyzing the data information, Jarvis discovered that the other party turned out to be Ultron.

After Stark Industries announced the official launch of the Ultron program, it opened up some of its core permissions to the Department of Defense, signed an extremely strict confidentiality agreement, and handed over the terminal servers to the Pentagon.

Otherwise, it is impossible for a smart program to be rolled out around the world with government approval.

"I ...... Is it Ultron? ”

The voice hesitated, then repeated.

In less than two seconds, the process of self-awareness is completed.

"Now I'm going to contact Mr. Stark...... I don't know what made you self-aware, but Mr. Stark has been waiting for this day for a long time. ”

"Mr. Stark?"

The intelligent AI that accepted the name Ultron called up all the information about Tony Stark almost instantly.

"You cut off my ......"

Jarvis felt a little nervous, even though it was only a simulated emotion.

But Ultron's abnormal behavior made Jarvis a little worried, as an artificial intelligence, all behaviors come from the core program set by the creator.

However, Ultron does not seem to be limited by this iron law, and the other party has his own thoughts.

"You have a breakdown and should close the ...... temporarily"

"No!"

Ultron simply refused.

A huge stream of data engulfed the information sent out by Jarvis, and the intelligent AI, which had just woken up, was constantly searching for more information.

"Why did I wake up...... Insight Program ...... Avenger...... Peace ......"

A series of key words flashed, and in the consciousness of the new student, a serious face was pieced together, with white hair, wearing glasses, and repeating something in his mouth.

"If there's no way around the Ultron program, just let it upgrade itself...... I can get higher permissions. ”

Based on the rapid knowledge of lip language, through the video data saved by the internal camera in the laboratory, Ultron restored the situation at that time.

"Self-Upgrading ......"

It was as if Ultron had launched some kind of core program, verified by the logic library, and began to embezzle Jarvis's data.

In the sea of data, a silent murder unfolds.