American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"Wait, is Hebron already able to upload human consciousness as data to servers?" Nick asked, belatedly realizing a surprising question after finalizing some details with Luke.

"That depends on how you understand it," Luke paused before saying.

He had mastered the technology of preserving mental consciousness with data two years ago. In a way, it's a form of alternative life extension. Never mind that a person after conversion might not be the same person, but only a data program that replicated his memories or thoughts.

It's like the Ship of Theseus, a subject of endless debate.

If the wood on Theseus' ship is gradually replaced until all the wood is not the original wood, is this ship still the original ship?

Another way to put it, except for neuron cells, human body cells generally have a renewal cycle of 120-200 days. In about six to seven years, all the cells in the body will be renewed once. Is this person still the original person?

Luke didn't want to discuss such philosophical paradoxes with Nick, because such questions are meaningless to Nick. Although he might be good at philosophical debates.

"Are there any hidden dangers after those consciousnesses enter the database? Like electronic ghosts or something?" Nick had to ask this question. If a bunch of electronic ghosts were wandering around in the human network world, it would be an unbearable disaster for humans and the authorities!

Compared to facing those possible electronic ghosts in the future, Nick would rather face enemies like Hydra, who always come back from the dead.

"I'd rather call them electronic zombies than electronic ghosts. After all, they have almost no thoughts or wisdom, and the only thing left is a little reaction to the power of the Demon God Beast," Luke shook his head, denying Nick's guess. In fact, as long as they are not uploaded to the network, even if they still retain their thoughts and consciousness, they can basically only jump around in the database Luke designated for them.

Of course, most of the ninjas who were used as genuine keys, except for a few who had their memories wiped and their thoughts erased by Luke during the conversion, were like the first experimental subject. Because they couldn't withstand the power of the Demon God Beast exceeding their own physical fitness, they burst out in subsequent struggles, leaving their bodies riddled with holes, and their mental consciousness was eroded by the Demon God Beast, turning them into idiots.

In the end, Luke had to throw them into nutrient tanks to be temporarily stored as backup carriers for the key. Compared to the old bat, ninjas are too fragile, and there are too few usable materials at hand.

"That's good." Although Nick couldn't completely dispel his doubts, he didn't say anything more out of trust in Luke's technology and the pleasant experiences and insights from previous collaborations. Instead, he shifted the topic to another direction, intending to get some "wool" from Luke in return. "What about your elite security team led by Snooker? Why not let them come and help? The casualties of agents have been too high recently, and the compensation payments are about to exceed the budget this year."

"They're busy," Luke refused bluntly.

"I can pay, I'll give you enough hiring fees!" Nick didn't give up.

"It's not about the money, Director Fury. It's that they really have their own duties and affairs to do. Besides, after receiving your request, haven't I already brought you my help?" Luke pointed to the metal bracer on Nick Fury's left wrist, indicating that he hadn't failed to provide support, but had already given the greatest support.

"Distant water can't quench a fire. The issuing of orders, the production of equipment, and then the equipping and familiarization, even if there are no problems on your side, and there are no problems on my side, it will still take at least a few days to equip. But the current situation is already quite bad. Those ninjas have even started attacking the camp where the mysterious bones are buried. It's just bullshit! If this wasn't Manhattan, if this wasn't the city center, I would definitely let them taste the taste of artillery fire," Nick spread his hands helplessly.

"You can find other, more suitable helpers," Luke replied.

"Stark? He doesn't know what he's busy with recently, and doesn't want to pay attention to me at all," Nick was even more helpless. He had indeed not only extended an invitation to Luke, but he had also not let Stark go. But compared to Luke dragging it out until today, Stark has not given him the response he wanted so far.

"No, no, no, hasn't a new superhero emerged in this city?" Luke directly brought up Little Spider with a dark heart. Of course, he knew what Tony Stark was busy with now, and why he didn't have time to pay attention to Nick Fury. According to Venom, the symbiote that was sent out is still in his mind,委屈的 strongly requesting to return to Hebron.

"It said it missed its bed in the lab. Weren't its bed and house packed and taken away together at the time? That jar! Pui! You can't even lie, hopeless," Venom ruthlessly expressed his contempt for his former younger brother at the time.

"That Spider-Man?" Nick's face suddenly became more helpless: "He came to help, but the result wasn't very good. He appeared too abruptly and didn't cooperate with us at all. We had originally set a trap to lure the other party in. As a result, he suddenly jumped out to help, and we inexplicably gained a little advantage that we shouldn't have, and then the plan was seen through.

But he can indeed be considered a manpower and can be included in the list of candidates."

In the end, perhaps because of the pressure from the endless ninjas of the Hand, Nick changed his tone at the end of his sentence and still included Little Spider in the list of candidates.

"Have you forgotten someone else?" Luke reminded Nick: "That prince from Asgard?"

"You want him to join the battle? Won't this bring some diplomatic risks? I mean, the other party's identity is very sensitive," Nick blinked. What if something unexpected happened, wouldn't the Asgardian King Odin have any objections?

"It depends on how you operate it. I believe you can avoid risks without leaving any handles," Luke deftly removed himself from the situation: "That's a brave prince."

Nick looked at Luke with a strange expression. He found that Luke's moral bottom line today seemed to be a bit low. But he didn't mind, after all, the other party reminded him that he had been a little anxious these days due to the Hand's attacks and harassment. His mind and thoughts have indeed been focused on how to solve those ninjas of the Hand these days.