hotmtlnovel 063 The Beginning of World Change
063 The Beginning of World Change
Steel Body Industry.
Inside the basement where the supercomputer was stored, blue projected code images, resembling ball lightning, rotated, accompanied by a magnetic, mechanical female voice from the speakers:
"Name selected. AI 'Monday' is at your service, sir."
Jordan couldn't help but retort, "It's disgusting to hear my own voice, and I'm not going to be so polite with you."
Los looked at her strangely. "Who kept calling her 'BOSS, BOSS,' and even cried out for help when facing Newman, the woman who had her head blown off?"
Jordan's eyes widened, his expression cool and aloof, his fist hardening.
However, she quickly became discouraged, realizing that even in male form, she was no match for this guy.
Looking at the AI projection in front of him, Los commanded, "On Monday, grant Jordan and Kate Level 1 AI access authorization."
Monday: "Yes, Level 1 privileges have been granted."
"What can she do?"
Jordan was still unaware of what level of intelligent being he possessed Level 1 privileges with.
Los casually remarked, "It's only enough to hack into the Vought Group's headquarters database, the world's main server, any bank's financial database, or to manipulate a steel armored unit to wage war."
Jordan's jaw dropped in astonishment: "That amazing?"
Isn't this just like an alternative button to control a nuclear bomb?
Los smiled.
If this thing were to undergo further iterations and upgrades, it would possess true self-awareness, becoming a world-class guardian or the source of world destruction.
That's how the Age of Ultron came about.
"With the assistance of super artificial intelligence, we can speed up the process of changing the world."
Los, speaking to his assistant Jordan on Monday, instructed him: "Through Steel Industries, you can begin to get involved in areas such as artificial satellites, aviation, chip manufacturing, and new energy."
"Kate will be bringing Principal Godoy and Ms. Shetty into politics."
With the political resources and connections left by Newman, coupled with Ms. Shetty's own status as Principal Godotkin, it is believed that Kate will soon achieve a very high political standing.
If he were to truly gain control of the world in the future, Los would need others to govern his empire.
after all.
He has no interest in politics or business; he will continue to explore superhuman abilities in pursuit of immortality and ultimate power.
King of the world? That's just the path I took to get here.
In the world of American comics, true confidence comes from one's own strength; otherwise, one may face the outcome of being "invincible in the world, yet facing enemies from beyond."
Moreover, due to the transaction agreement signed with the ghost of Iron Man.
The day he completely controls the world of the Black Robe may also be the day Los leaves this universe.
Therefore, Kate and Jordan are the best candidates for the future governance of the world that Los Angeles is cultivating.
at this time.
Jordan's eyes reflected the blue glow of the AI projection, his heart surging with excitement as he clearly sensed the infinite possibilities for his future self and the world.
Her gaze fell on Los's tall and slender figure, but then she was momentarily lost in thought.
That subtle feeling returned—the sense of déjà vu of growing increasingly distant from this roommate.
Isn't their ultimate destination the stars and the sea?
……
Two weeks later.
The Super Seven meeting room at the headquarters of the Water Group.
As the black-clad Los leaned back in his metal chair, basking in the afternoon sunlight streaming into the conference room, sipping an iced sparkling drink bought by Starlight, and gazing down at the city outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Nothing happened during this period.
The superhumans' entry into the military has yielded excellent results, the Boys seem to have vanished into thin air, and the Vought Corporation has also signed a major peacekeeping deal with the U.S. government.
Los clocks in and out every day, basking in the sun, occasionally giving guidance to the seven members of the group, looking as carefree as someone even more senior than the first generation of Black.
"Is the pressure appropriate?"
A soft female voice rang out.
There weren't many people in the meeting room. Starlight was standing behind Los's metal chair, her bright little hands gently massaging his shoulders and neck.
As the light, brighter than lightning, rippled, there was a slightly tingling sensation.
"good."
Los sipped his iced drink and enjoyed a massage from the popular hero Starlight.
If this scene were seen by enthusiastic fans outside, it would definitely top the trending searches.
Los asked, "So, what is it you want to ask me, all this flattery?"
"You're making me sound like a green tea b*tch."
Starlight muttered to herself, "It's not like I only come to flatter you when I need guidance."
"What did you just say?" Los seemed not to have heard clearly.
"It's nothing."
Starlight shook her head, her dazzling golden hair swaying, and continued to massage Los's shoulders, whispering:
"That's enough."
At this time.
A black man in a blue, tight-fitting uniform walked into the conference room.
Starlight withdrew her hands from Los's shoulders, smiled sweetly, and said, "Well then, I'll get back to work now."
The locomotive pretended not to see it.
After Starlight left the conference room, he grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, and greeted Los:
"Hey bro, the weather's really nice today."
What are you holding in your hand?
Los glanced at the locomotive; the other end had one hand behind its back, as if hiding something.
"I knew I couldn't hide it from you after all."
Looking at the drink in Los's hand, the train engine awkwardly pulled out two frozen drinks from behind his back, exactly the same as the ones Starlight had given him earlier.
Recently, due to Queen Maeve's frequent absences, Los, as the Black Basic, has teamed up with Locomotive.
The two are much more familiar with each other than when they first teamed up.
Los immediately teased the locomotive, "When did you start learning to flatter like the Deep Sea?"
The locomotive shook his head, placed the drink on the table, and stammered, "It's not flattery, I just wanted to thank you."
"Thank me?" Los asked, somewhat surprised.
"Yes, I must thank you." The locomotive looked at Los gratefully.
Because they had previously exposed members of the Boys, they had also successfully facilitated the process of superhumans being deployed to the military.
Perhaps it was also because of the Seven's party hosted by Los that night, that Homelander, in a great mood, spared his girlfriend, Claw Woman.
From that day on, the locomotive was always grateful to Los.
"That's not the only thing, is it?"
Los took the drink from the locomotive and said calmly.
"Yes." The locomotive stroked its own metal chair, but didn't sit down, saying bitterly:
"Due to excessive injections of Compound V, I have developed some heart problems and may have to leave the Super Seven soon."
Actually, there's more than that.
In recent days, racist Blue Hawk has been wreaking havoc in the Black community with his superpowers, crippling his brother's legs.
When innocent relatives suffer misfortune and have nowhere to seek justice.
The locomotive truly felt the pain and resentment, as well as the guilt for the people it had hurt, even though this realization may have come too late.
thump.
Los raised his drink and suddenly clinked it against the one in the locomotive's hand, as if toasting.
He smiled and said, "Congratulations, locomotive."
"Congratulations to me?"
The locomotive was puzzled, but it didn't sense much mockery from Los.
Los said softly, "Yes, I want to congratulate you."
Dude, you've finally slowed down.