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Finch sat across from Grace, with an extremely silent expression on his face.

He didn't even ask directly why Grace was sharing this information with anyone else.

Even if it wasn't her intention.

And Grace didn't speak, just looked at him, waiting for him to speak.

She had explained everything to Finch just now, and she also understood that the person in front of her would not immediately nod in agreement.

Finch is a cautious man, but not inflexible.

Everyone can see that the world is undergoing a sudden change.

After experiencing this invasion, people will clearly realize that creatures outside the earth may invade the earth anytime and anywhere.

Governments are definitely starting to plan for this by now, in case something like this happens again, humanity is powerless.

"I told myself," Finch said anyway, and he sighed, "the world has changed."

Now it's not just a problem inside the earth.

Terrorist attacks will still exist, and even become more serious because of this attack.

Some people will think that this is a punishment from heaven to the earth.

But the more intuitive question is, how do they protect the earth.

He saw the original bustling streets of New York full of monsters everywhere, he saw the panicked citizens fleeing in a hurry, he saw the superheroes, soldiers and policemen fighting hard, and his friends.

Suspicion even rose in his heart for a moment. His behavior of saving the number these years was like a joke in the face of this kind of disaster.

If no one stopped all this in time, it would be difficult for Finch to predict how huge the loss would be.

Or possibly, even humans will cease to exist.

Now, there is an opportunity in front of him that gives him the ability to create a new system.

This system will be able to predict the alien invasion to the greatest extent, and those with superpowers will be able to find ways to protect the earth in advance.

... This opportunity is too tempting.

Finch didn't think he could refuse, but some things couldn't be changed.

For example, The Machine is out of everyone's control and no one knows where she really is.

The amount of time it takes to build an AI from the ground up is enormous.

It's not a month or two months, but it will take more than ten years.

"I'd love to help, but The Machine is out of my control." Finch looked at Grace seriously.

"Harold, I don't think you need to worry about her."

I don't know when I hid behind the wall and listened to the root of everything come over suddenly, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"You..." Finch frowned slightly.

Of course Grace knew someone was hiding there, and she knew it was Gen, so she didn't say anything.

Root is equivalent to the spokesperson of The Machine, and this kind of thing cannot avoid her.

"She can learn by herself, Harold." Root's expression was different from usual, she looked very serious, "She understands what happened."

"No matter how much you deny it, it can't change the fact that she already has self-awareness."

Her words made Finch look down slightly.

"Grace, she hopes that you can help Harold while Reese and Xiao are recuperating." Root turned to look at her.

Grace raised her eyebrows slightly and replied, "Is this a condition?"

Gen put his chin on her and chuckled at her: "Perhaps so."

"I promise, Finch, do you mind?" Grace looked at Finch who was a little silent.

"...Of course not, Ms. Louisa," Finch paused, and then said, "There are really not enough people right now."

"I'll tell Stark about it," Grace said, "for the rest of the time."

Finch stood up, limped over to the computer and sat down.

"I don't think this is a disturbance, at least someone can help take care of the two older children." His tone revealed melancholy.

Grace chuckled and knew he was talking about Reese and Shaw.

"Oh no, Finch, maybe I'm tougher than them?" she joked.

Finch suddenly frowned and looked up, looking at her in trouble: "Ms. Louisa, please don't do this."

"OK, OK," Grace agreed with a smile, "By the way, just call me Grace."

"I'm afraid this is the most difficult thing for Harold." Gen joked.

You know, Finch is still referring to Reese and Xiao as Mister and Ms.

He's pretty serious.

Finch looked at the two people in front of him, and suddenly felt that although his team was growing inexplicably, the personalities of the people who joined were too... outstanding.

*****

Three months later

"Xiao, I've dealt with the lurking people."

Grace stepped over a person's legs and walked out. The people on the ground either passed out or hugged their knees and screamed in pain.

She put the hand/gun back and looked at the time.

"Do you still need me? It's time to go to Stark."

Grace heard the sound of fighting and gunfire coming from the headset.

"Go ahead, it's okay here!" Shaw said, sounding out of breath as he seemed to flip someone over.

"Are you sure?" Grace raised her eyebrows, it sounded like she was working hard.

"Of course!" Xiao's voice sounded distorted.

After a few seconds, Grace heard a muffled sound and a man's scream.

"Huh..." Xiao breathed out, "Go, didn't you say that there is something very important today?"

"Alright, be safe," Grace instructed, "Your injury hasn't fully healed yet."

"Oh my God, are you Finch?" Xiao said with a tone of unbearable.

Grace smiled, and the communication ended here.

Their two-day number is an ordinary construction worker.

He got himself into trouble because he accidentally overheard the gang's transaction information and was so daring enough to steal a small bag of diamonds.

Grace really doesn't understand this person's thinking, and if she thinks about it with her feet, she knows how much trouble it will be to get involved with gangsters.

This construction worker actually went to steal diamonds.

This makes them have to deal with batch after batch of gangsters.

However, this matter is about to end.

They're going to fake the death of this construction worker and get him out of New York.

As for the bag of diamonds, of course it was handed over to the police.

Grace drove to Stark's villa, and she came here often during this time.

In most cases, she came to pick up and drop off Finch.

It has to be said that the two rich men, Tony and Finch, are completely different.

Tony likes to be high-profile, likes banquets, likes wine and beautiful women, and Finch wishes he could be an invisible man, let alone wandering in sensual places, and would rather take the bear out for a few turns.

But what cannot be changed is that these two are geniuses among geniuses.

For three months, at TheMachine's own will, they made many new changes to her.

As far as the current progress is concerned, the two estimate that it will take more than half a year for the new system to be officially launched.

But this speed is quite astonishing.

Tony proposed whether to create an entity for the Machine, but Finch vetoed it very seriously.

The two had some disagreements on this matter, and in the end it was Finch who took the initiative.

"Jarvis." Grace called from the door.

"Good evening, Ms. Louisa," said Jarvis's voice, "you have an appointment with sir tonight, please come in."

The door opened automatically.

"Thanks, Jarvis," she said and walked in.

After walking inside, Grace blinked in surprise when she saw someone standing in the living room.

"Batman? Why are you here?"

Standing there in the bat suit, Bruce was obviously a little surprised by her arrival.

"I have something to talk to Tony about, are you?" he replied curtly.

"Same as you," Grace looked around, "...is he in the workshop below?"

As soon as she saw no one, she knew Tony must be down there.

Tony is also a person who doesn't pay attention to his body at all once he starts working, and he is no different from Bruce in front of him.

"How's it going?" Bruce asked softly.

Since the last time Grace went to Gotham to find him, the two had only seen each other briefly once.

"It's okay, just working for Finch." She replied with a relaxed tone.

Grace looked at him and asked, "What about you? What about the watchtower?"

"You'll probably see the news soon," he replied.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked again: "Has the hall for camouflage been built?"

"almost."

The existence of the watchtower must not be known to the public. At the beginning, there were thousands of people who disagreed with the government, but in the end they endured it after negotiating.

However, they must have other arrangements secretly.

The government of no country will put all the bargaining chips against foreign enemies on a few people.

Grace only hoped that the government would be good enough not to trip Bruce and them.

"What are you talking about?" Tony was finally willing to come up from the downstairs workshop.

"It's a coincidence that you two," he said as he poured himself coffee, "you can hit the same day like this."

"How did you think about what I said before?" Batman asked.

Tony leaned on the table and quickly replied, "No."

Batman frowned slightly and asked, "Why?"

"I'm not suitable for team activities, I'm constrained when I think about it, so I don't do it."

Tony continued: "Furthermore, putting me in a team with you will simply shorten your lifespan."

"Even if there is a team, it must be my own." He blinked and said proudly.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Master: why don't you come

Tin Can: Justice League, can this name be more earthy?

Master: ...To be honest, some people suggested calling it the Super Nine

Tin Can: Who came up with such a silly name? !

Master: Shazam.

(The stalk of the Super X-men comes from "Justice League: War")

_(:з」∠)_ More, more tonight, sorry

After watching Avengers yesterday, I was really stunned, and immediately exploded on the spot

I just want to see what the Russo brothers are going to do with Avengers 4 (gas)