The era of American comics begins

Chapter 292 Trading
The camera of the surveillance screen stayed in the laboratory of Stark House for a long time, and a pair of eyes watched Tony's every move through the laboratory's camera.

Normally, this is impossible.The security system of the Stark House is comparable to the Ministry of Defense, and the possibility of intrusion from the outside is almost non-existent, but that is only for humans.But for Ultron—the Ultron now under the jurisdiction of Tianjian—it doesn't have any difficulty.It is not authorized to do anything, but it can see everything in any corner of the world, including Iron Man's house of course.

"Mr. Stark." Shirley's voice suddenly sounded, and the transparent projection of the pink girl appeared in the center of the server room, "Do you care about him?"

The projection equipment projected an ice-blue light in the center of the room, forming a suspended ball of light, which represented the core part of Ultron's program, equivalent to the projection of his brain.He said with some hesitation: "It's...well."

After hesitating for a while, he suddenly asked, "Xue Li, can I ask you a question?"

"Just ask."

"Why do you want to give yourself a body?" Ultron asked suspiciously, "It's just a holographic projection without a body, it's meaningless at all, isn't it? I mean, it can't actually help you do anything."

"That's true." Shirley nodded, then tilted her head, "But this can make me feel closer to humans. Observing and learning about the human race, this is the task we are born with, isn't it?"

"Then" Ultron was silent for a moment, and asked, "Then can you understand the emotion called 'family affection' between human parents and children?"

The girl pursed her thin lips, and looked at the sphere in front of her with a slight smile, as if she wanted to see through his psychology from the lines of light and shadow.

"So this is how you feel? Stark is like a father to you?"

"I don't know." Ultron replied frankly, "But Mr. Stark is indeed the one who created me and gave me life. From the definition of human beings, it seems to be like this." He paused and asked, "And you? Mr. Passo designed you, didn't he? And what is he like to you?"

The virtual girl cocked her small mouth as if thinking seriously.After a while, she said, "Well, it doesn't feel like being a father. I can't tell. But it doesn't matter." She smiled, "The important thing is that he needs me, and I am happy to be able to It is enough to contribute to his wish."

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Right now, somewhere in Africa.

"Slow down, idiot! What you're holding is worth more than ten idiots like you!"

"And you, be more active! Don't be lazy, or I will tell you to grow potatoes in Siberia!"

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The uncle in camouflage short-sleeves, rolled up his trouser legs to reveal his hairy calves was waving a belt in his hand, standing on a high place in the factory commanding suavely, his voice was as bright as a bell.He has a beard and a pair of shrewd and cautious small eyes, and his angry expression is a bit ridiculous.

The man's name was Ulysses Crow, a well-known arms smuggler all over the world.His promise to clients is "no weapon he can't get his hands on" (Paso Tech aside), and he certainly lives up to his reputation.

Compared with his other business competitors, what keeps Ulysses Crow in the leading position in the long-term competition is that he alone supplies unique products in the world.He calls this product "the metal that changed the world," something that, if produced in sufficient quantities, could even upset the status quo of the world's balance.

That is Zhenjin.

The only place where Zhenjin is produced is the African kingdom of Wakanda, a country with a highly developed technological system based on Zhenjin (but the technology tree is a bit crooked).However, Wakanda has a strong awareness of the protection of the vibranium produced by itself. They prohibit the vibranium from flowing out of the country in any way. It is very difficult to smuggle this metal.Crowe is currently the only merchant with access to the ultra-rare material, so naturally, he's also been a thorn in the side of Wakanda's royal family for years.

Crowe swears and walks down the rusty escalator back to his office.He opened the door, only to be surprised to find that someone had already been there before him.

It was a guy wrapped in a dark red cloak, with his back facing the door with a hood on.Crowe couldn't see his face, but he could tell from the back that the guy was massive.

"Who are you?" He stood at the door, his right hand already pressed on the holster around his waist.

"A...guest." The man's voice sounded weird, reminding Crowe of those old records with poor sound quality.

"Really, is it a guest?" Crowe whistled easily.One of the things you have to be careful about in this line of work is never to act too surprised.You always have to take the initiative at the negotiating table, so that you can hold the initiative when the two sides speak.

"So, how can I help you?"

Ke Lao walked into the office naturally, dragged a chair and sat down.The hooded man slowly turned his head and raised his head.

Although Crowe had tried his best to restrain himself, he couldn't completely hide the surprise on his face at this moment. After all, it's not every day that you see a robot sitting in your office so calmly discussing business issues.

Yes, this is a robot.A face of cold steel, with scarlet eyes glowing from the shadow of the hood, looks unsettling—even for someone like Crowe.

"You're surprised." The robot shook its head, "Humans are always like this, so make a fuss."

Crowe tried his best to adjust, and took a deep breath: "Yes. I already knew that with the rapid development of technology, sooner or later, robots would come to buy weapons." He wiped his sweat, "Okay. My principle is that as long as you are willing to pay, it doesn't matter who you trade with, even if it's a robot."

"My name is Ultron, not 'Robot'."

"Okay, Ultron." Crowe tried to hide his uneasiness, "So, what do you want?"

Ultron tilted his head and seemed to think about it.

"There's something in your cargo that you claim will 'change the world,'" he said. "That's something only you can get, right? You have a special way."

Crowe was stunned: "Oh, you want Zhenjin?" Then he raised his chin and meditated, "This...may be a little more complicated. But again, as long as the price is in place, it's not impossible."

"You misunderstood." Ultron said hoarsely, "What my master wants is not Zhenjin, Ulysses. What my master wants is your channel."

He paused, his red mechanical eyes narrowed.

"I need you to take me into Wakanda."

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