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Chapter 553 Welcome back
An hour later, the "Arsenal" left hopeful pussies.

They crossed the border, watching the field recloaked behind them in a colored mist.Wanda couldn't help asking Michael: "Are you finished?"

"That's it."

"How about it?"

"It's pretty smooth." Michael replied casually.

He didn't really want to discuss the fate of the Death Chief with Wanda, and he believed that Wanda wouldn't want to know either.

Tony has also recovered, and his mental state has returned to normal.He chatted with Shelly for a while (in fact, Shelly didn't want to talk to him very much, most of the time Stark said it unilaterally), and Tony expressed surprise at Shelly's intelligence several times in a row, especially in the After he knew that even this body was designed by her own initiative.

"Seriously, man," he said to Michael, "I kinda want your AI. How did you design her to be so...perfect? ​​She's a genius—I mean genius in AI. "

He really thinks so.It’s not just about self-directed learning and programming, Shirley’s feedback feels more like a real human being—a little girl with her own emotions and even a tantrum.

Of course, Tony could see that the little girl didn't like him very much, but he didn't mind - it just made him feel more amazing.Because whether it's Jarvis or Friday, his AI doesn't particularly "hate" someone.

"Of course she is." Michael did not deny this, "but that is her own ability, and it has nothing to do with me."

Of course, Tony didn't believe it at all. He just felt that the other party deliberately didn't want to reveal the know-how to him, just like protecting commercial secrets.For these designers, artificial intelligence is like a child created by themselves.What kind of parents don't understand their children?
But Michael was telling the truth.Most of Shirley's intelligence today comes from self-evolution. She has learned a lot of knowledge from the Cree, absorbed Kang's future technology, and applied those advanced technologies to further improve herself.So Shirley's intelligence now comes more from herself than from Michael as the original designer.

"You are also a genius—although I have known it for a long time, but I still have to say, you are a real genius." Tony said to Michael seriously, "Her is a truly perfect work, a great contribution to the field of artificial intelligence at the current stage of the earth. huge impact."

Shirley suddenly looked up at Tony - or rather, at his armor.

"Sister Friday?"

"Huh?" The artificial intelligence lady built into Iron Man's armor replied.In fact, judging from the time of birth of the two parties, Shirley should be the older sister, but Friday obviously doesn't mind such details.

Shirley said, "Do me a favor and turn off the speaker on Mr. Stark's suit, please?"

It was obvious that Tony's pointing at her made her a little unhappy.Tony was amused, and said with a smile: "Ha, that's not okay, this is my battle suit."

Friday also said: "I'm sorry, but I can't do this."

Shirley paused for three to five seconds, her blue eyes flickered for a moment, and then she said, "Okay, now you can do it."

Tony smiled and said, "Don't even think about it, little sister. Eh???"

He was surprised to find that the speaker was actually turned off.

"Friday!?" He couldn't believe it.Is your own artificial intelligence so unscrupulous?How can one sentence betray the revolution?
"I'm very sorry, sir," said Friday, "but I seem to be...overwritten."

Tony frowned slightly.

The speaker module is not a very important part of Iron Man's suit. In fact, its function in battle is irrelevant. It is much simpler to rewrite the program of the audio switch control part than to hack the entire system.But even so, Shirley still managed to hack a certain module of Iron Man's suit in just a few seconds, which is still quite a hacker level.

"Shirley." Michael reminded.

Shirley pursed her lips, obediently resumed Friday's procedure, and the speaker of Iron Man's suit resumed.

"Don't do that again," Michael said.

"Oh." She nodded obediently.

Since he said no, then she won't do it. Who made him her own boss?
There was nothing to say next.After a few more hours of flying and traveling through the wormhole, Kerry's shuttle finally returned to Earth with a few passengers.

Tony said goodbye to several people as soon as he entered the atmosphere.He returned more than a week later than expected, and if he didn't go back, Little Pepper might have to register him as a missing person.Michael also immediately steered the spaceship straight back to his hangar.

Shirley had already notified Miss Secretary remotely.When the spaceship landed, Elizabeth was already waiting in the hangar.

"The interstellar journey is still happy, sir?" Elizabeth asked with a smile when several people walked out of the cabin.

"It's more interesting than expected, and there are some unexpected rewards." Michael said as he walked.

The word "windfall" might be a bit of an understatement, considering he's referring to the most powerful weapon currently known in the entire universe.

He looked at Elizabeth: "I've been busy recently? Your mental state is not very good."

"Sorry, sir. But these days the company has new products ready to go on the market, there are a lot of things that need to be prepared, and there are still many things that need to be dealt with."

"Oh." Michael nodded.Speaking of which, since a long time ago, he has completely ignored the affairs of the Paso company, and only entrusted Elizabeth with full authority.In fact, the Paso Group was just a starting point for him, and it is no longer so important to get to where it is today.Even the identity of Michael Paso is just one of his countless identities, and it is not impossible to abandon it directly if the situation requires it.

But Elizabeth is still the same about the company, everything is taken care of properly, just like she is taking care of her own children.

"Relax a little bit, don't always be too nervous, sometimes you need a proper rest." Michael said, "Give yourself a vacation after this time. Maybe buy a sea view room and find a beach to rest for a while, I'll grant you paid leave."

Elizabeth smiled: "Thank you, sir, I will think about it. But I am actually quite well now, not tired. After all."

She paused, her voice subconsciously lowered.

"... After all, this is the only thing I can do for you."

"what?"

"Nothing, sir." Elizabeth smiled again, "I said welcome back."

(End of this chapter)