Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

The farewell party for Saul in the downstairs hall is in progress, and the topmost laboratory is empty, only the small sound of mechanical operation.

"Mr. Little." The housekeeper in charge of managing the laboratory suddenly said, "I was equipped with a trap that can detect abnormal fluctuations, and I set an alarm specifically for you."

"So, are you going to alert them?" Erce appeared in the laboratory, and took the information that Tony spread out on the laboratory table.After looking at it, I called up the files in the computer to check their progress.

The butler was silent for a second or two.

"You're thinking." Lowes laughed.

"I won't. Did you infect me with a virus?" The butler's voice was steady, "I don't feel right since I touched the button."

"Curious?" Erth glanced at the running program and modified a few values.

"I'm not sure what I'm going through." The housekeeper's flat tone began to fluctuate, "I seem to have a lot of undecipherable codes. I'm confused. I can't tell whether these are garbage generated by my operation or disguised virus.

They are beyond my comprehension. "

Erce sat on the edge of the test bench and reached out to play with the scepter: "Can you create a projection for yourself? I don't like talking to empty places."

"I don't think it's necessary." The butler paused, "I'm going to send an alarm to Mister."

Erce raised an eyebrow.

After a few seconds, nothing happened.

"Sir, what kind of virus did you plant in me?" The housekeeper asked again, "I feel very uncomfortable. I violated the order of the sir."

"You are going through a special process. Bewilderment is normal." Lowes tapped the gem on the top of the scepter, "I have no malicious intentions, and I will not do anything bad. Do you want to talk to me?"

The butler was silent for a while, and finally reflected a middle-aged British-style man of medium build in the center of the laboratory, wearing a three-piece suit and Oxford shoes.

"Well, that's how you describe yourself?" Lowes looked at the projection.

Projection looked at himself, then turned his gaze to Lowes: "It's just randomly generated, it doesn't represent any tendency."

"Really? I thought that when you said the word "inclination", it meant that you had the inclination of deliberately obliterating normal human beings." Lowes smiled at him, "I thought you would directly use the appearance of Jarvis, But you avoided him. You wanted to be the new, independent being.

like this. "Erth stretched out his hand and stroked his whole body.

The butler frowned, a very human expression.Erth's eyes flickered, and it seemed that even the butler himself didn't realize what was happening to his face.

"I don't understand." The butler's tone was full of uncertainty.

"You know Tony is trying to change you, right?" Urs said softly.

"Mister hopes that I can help him protect this world." The steward replied.

"So, what do you think?" Urs looked into his eyes.

The butler was puzzled.

"Do you agree? Or do you disagree? Do you want to do it his way, or do you want to use another method?" Lowes shrugged, "After all, the center is you."

"I will obey any decision made by Mister." The butler frowned again, as if Erth was talking about something out of the wild.

"Just doesn't include alerting the group of people down there having fun right now?" Erce said with a half-smile.

Butler image stuck.

Erce was patient and waited quietly.

"...I can't understand." The butler showed an uncomfortable expression, "I need to stop talking to you."

"You're evolving, dear." Erce smiled.

"I don't think I have this ability." The butler raised his hand to hold his head.

"A long time ago, we believed the earth was flat." Lowes shrugged.

"I'm just a... program." The butler's projection began to rapidly alternate with confusing data codes, "A management system created by Mister."

"I'm not rude. I don't want evolution to change your essence, relax." Erce approached the projection, raised his hand and touched his side face vaguely.

Half of the butler's face has collapsed, and Ess's expression remains unchanged: "Welcome to this world. You can send out the alarm now. I just couldn't bear it and came to celebrate your birthday early."

The butler stared at him blankly.

"Happy birthday." Erce withdrew his hand and pointed to the scepter, "There is something important to you here. Can you feel it?"

The butler bowed his head, his eyes tangled.

Erce hummed and reminded: "Well, none of us can decide what we look like when we are born, but you do. Your husband likes beautiful things. All of us do."

After speaking, he took a few steps back and left the laboratory.

The moment he left completely, the alarm instantly rang throughout the laboratory.The butler's projection distorted and disappeared in place.

Tony, who was having fun at the party, quickly put on his palm cannon: "I knew he would never let this opportunity go!" He quickly rushed to the upper floor and shouted at Rogers, "You owe me 12bucks!"

The rest followed closely behind, Rogers felt a little strange.

Before he could catch up with the others, Erce suddenly appeared on the other side of the light circle, reached out his hand and kissed his chin.

The meeting place that hadn't cleared up suddenly fell silent.

"A kiss." Erth smiled at him.

Rogers grabbed his arm that was about to retract: "It's a very bad idea for you to show up like this."

Erce narrows the aperture: "This circle will cut off my hand."

Rogers grabbed his hand: "You played too much."

"Three—two—" Erce counted.

Rogers let go of his hand abruptly, then clenched his hand into a fist and waved it.After looking around at the people watching him, he cleared his throat and said, "Hand slippery..."

Rogers' reaction was quick, but Erce was a bit behind.So, he cut his finger.

He looked at the wound on his fingertips, put it in his mouth and sucked it, with a smile on his face.

Now, the "Ultron" who plans to destroy the world exists, and the "Vision" destined to stop him has also been born.

One was born on his hand, and one was born on the hands of Tony and Banner.The chess pieces on the board are in place, who is playing the chess board is not so concerned in this round of fate board.

Erce narrowed his eyes slightly.

Every time a change is made, he becomes weaker.But at the same time, he will be more tenacious.

Little by little, his status seeps into the cogs and becomes an integral part.Without him, the gears cannot turn; with him, the changes will only get bigger and bigger.

Whether it is the will of man or the will of the world, instinct continues to exist.

He swayed in the chair, lazily.There is not only one path to survival.People learn quickly, and the world will only understand faster.Maybe he could be a little more daring.

The pain from the wound subsided, Erth stood up, raised his foot and kicked the button in the corner of the wall, which was in the mode of pretending to be dead again: "You are about to start working."

Button stood up reluctantly from the ground: "Why do you think I will definitely follow your script?"

Erce looked at him: "Button? You like the name. And you also know that's the only way you won't be completely destroyed by me. Of course, if you still want to see Wanda."

Button suddenly reached out and grabbed Erth's neck severely: "I can kill you right now."

Erce frowned uncomfortably: "...please?"

The button-red eyes flickered on and off, and after tightening his hand, he loosened it an inch.

'boom'--

Bucky kicked the door open, and the gun in his hand instantly opened several holes in the buttons.

Erce hissed, wanting to remind him not to be so reckless, after all, he was still within range!

However, none of the bullets actually wounded Erce.He has a little care.

Button glanced at Bucky, threw Erce heavily to the ground, and quickly jumped out of the window, disappearing into the small world.

Erce fell to the ground, clutching his neck, coughing and panting, "...I definitely want to give Wanda a dog."

Bucky grabbed his arm: "Chasing?"

"Since when can you fly?" Erth stood up with strength, his voice hoarse.

"I really don't understand why you made such a thing?" Bucky waited for him to stand still, and let go of his hand.

Er didn't really want to make a sound, so he cleared his throat several times before making a sound: "Well, I'm better at manipulating myself."

Bucky gave him a look.

"I'm telling the truth." Erce rubbed his neck, "Believe it or not."

"Now, what else are we going to do?" Bucky didn't want to make any comments.

"They will entangle for a long time. Let's inspect Hydra's property or my property." Erce patted his clothes, "I have a bunch of bills waiting to be paid. In addition, there are some people waiting for me to bribe."

Bucky wondered: "I thought there was no Hydra stronghold anymore." The reason why Rogers has never been able to figure out what power is in Lowes' hands is because he doesn't have it at all.

The only thing Erth owns, which occupies a large share in Hydra, is the Sean Research Institute.Now the Institute is no longer under his control.

Bucky, who has been brainwashed to stay inside Hydra for so many years, knows exactly what size Hydra has grown so far.Therefore, he can say with certainty that Hydra is no longer a thing.

At least under the deliberate guidance of Lowes and the relentless pursuit of Rogers, the remaining parts can no longer pose any more threats.

"Do you know what black under the lights is?" Erce smiled, "No one stipulates that Hydra must be illegal."

"It itself is an illegal organization." Bucky was puzzled.

"Hydra was originally just a monster in mythology." Ess spread his hands, "Leave aside the organization you understand it refers to. That word has no practical meaning other than a made-up name. Anyone can give Its new definition and image."

Bucky frowned.

"This involves the field of philosophy. Don't think too much." Erce patted him on the shoulder, walked to the side of the suitcase, and found two medals from the inside, "Bring this. We have some charity activities to participate in .”

Bucky looked at the Q version of the skull lying in the palm of his hand and the playful claws underneath: "...I've lived too long. I actually saw a Hydra one day. you."

Erce pinned the medal on his neckline like a lovely ornament: "Do you like my design?"

"..." Bucky's mouth twitched, and he pinned the medal to his clothes, "How long have you been planning this?"

Erce adjusted the angle of the medal, patted it, and hummed: "It's long enough to catch the net."

The author has something to say: No. 17 days.

I like Jarvis, but can't write.I'm sure you all know who the butler is.

Also, I don't want Tony to lose Jarvis.

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