Marvel Magic Event Book

Salomon's words made Mr. Finch feel suffocated. He didn't believe in fate, and neither did the fat engineering geek in a blue T-shirt.Just as he was about to scream, Samn Xiao pointed a pistol at his head, and he could only swallow the scream back into his stomach.

"I think he should know about it too, Finch." Mr. Reese said softly in a useful bass voice. "I don't know how he found here, but after he appeared here, it was related to this matter. It can’t be separated.”

Samn Shaw glanced at Mr. Reese and then at Mr. Finch.Harold Finch took a deep breath before telling the secret mage the whole story.Because the matter is very complicated, Mr. Finch can only make a long story short - to put it simply, Mr. Finch has created a system that can monitor all data on the network and make judgments about who will cause major disasters, and will This data is sent to the appropriate department that can handle these events.For example, S.H.I.E.L.D., NSA, CIA, FSA.

This is a small backdoor built by Mr. Finch to receive "irrelevant data" that would otherwise be purged, that is, the data of ordinary people.Originally, these data would be cleared after 0 o'clock every day, but Mr. Finch kept these data because of his companions who died before. The reason why Mr. Reese found Salomon was because of that. The system gave Mr. Finch Salomon's social security number.

The AI ​​apparently didn't expect Salomon to be a wizard either.

Since the 911/[-] incident, the U.S. government has been developing something that can monitor networks around the world. All intelligence organizations have participated in it, and the so-called Prism Project is just the most failed one among them.The system that was finally adopted was created by Mr. Finch and his companions - a system that could think independently, an artificial intelligence, and an electronic God.

In the world of the Internet, this artificial intelligence is omnipotent.Mr. Finch designed this system to be watertight. After Mr. Finch and his companions handed over the server, the NSA tried to hack into the system several times but failed. Even many staff who had participated in the transfer of the server suffered misfortunes. The secret service organization silenced him.

And this place is the last known location of the artificial intelligence server. The artificial intelligence moved itself, and no one knows where it is.Because Mr. Finch was worried that this artificial intelligence could be abused, he wrote a virus to make this artificial intelligence completely free.

And that virus was the reason why Mr. Reese betrayed the CIA. During the mission to capture the virus, he was betrayed by the organization.

Artificial intelligence is free of all limitations imposed on it by its creator, Mr. Finch, and the information it can output is no longer limited to social security account numbers.After hearing this story, Salomon's heart almost stopped.He couldn't imagine what consequences an artificial intelligence with its own ideas would have in this messed up world. Think about Ultron...

No, maybe this thing is really useful.Thinking of this, Salomon's eyes began to look a little strange. His organization just needs a system that can coordinate the overall situation and a perfect source of intelligence. Is this what the revelation of fate means?

"I know what you want to say, artificial intelligence! I know, I didn't believe it at first." Samn Xiao, who has Middle Eastern descent, nodded very familiarly, "But I think that thing is not bad, you understand If you use the Internet, you will understand. I know that life in a cave is not that convenient, I have experienced it."

"Does moss grow on me, Ms. Xiao? I am a wizard, not a primitive person."

"Is there any difference? It is said that mobile phones are not allowed in the magic world..."

"Okay, okay, our topic is not this..." Harold interrupted the increasingly outrageous topic in time.

"Your work is more powerful than the artificial intelligence of Stark Group, Mr. Harold." Salomon pulled his thoughts back.He knows that although there are always some exaggeratedly intelligent people in this world, the fact that he has programmed artificial intelligence by himself and is still able to run it on old hardware from a few years ago to this day fully demonstrates that Mr. Finch’s As smart as Tony Stark.Of course, there was much more information that Mr. Finch did not tell Salomon.For example, his status as an ancient programmer, and his contribution to the birth of today's Internet.

If Salomon knew, he might ask Mr. Finch to help him assemble a computer with the best performance to play games, and help him optimize the annoying Windows system.

"It's just a matter of permissions. When we were developing this machine, the National Security Agency gave us a lot of permissions...although if they didn't give it to us, this machine would be able to do this. All in all, now is not a good time to talk. , we have wasted a lot of time..."

However, even though Mr. Finch tried to simplify the facts, they still spent so much time explaining what happened that when NSA agents broke into the nuclear facility, Mr. Reese had just finished dealing with the kneeling man. The woman's wounds on the ground.Until now, Salomon still doesn't know who this woman is. She seems to have lost her soul, saying nothing, and not even frowning when treating the wound.

"resemble."

"You should have been cleaner when you killed me, Hersh."

The scene where master and apprentice meet is not touching at all. Both sides want to put bullets into each other's brains.

"I know this is nothing compared to the catastrophic scene before me, but I thought you wouldn't be a traitor, Xiao."

Samn Shaw used to work for a special agent organization of the US National Security Agency. The main task of that special agent organization was to solve the numbers given by artificial intelligence, that is, to eliminate those terrorist organizations that would cause major disasters - until she His former partner discovered something suspicious in a certain mission and was brutally silenced after sending a letter to his boss. Samn Xiao also betrayed the organization called "Northern Lights".

The person who just said those words was Samn Xiao's past boss.

"In this situation, it's a bit too much to say this." Somehow, Samn Shaw's tone often contained some harsh elements, and Salomon felt that he should be able to get along well with this woman. ——In fact, he quite likes this sense of humor.

"What do you want?" The female agent raised her eyebrows and asked her former boss.

"Have a few words with your new friend." The official with the worrying hairstyle common to middle-aged and elderly white people looked at Harold, "I have always known that there is someone behind Ingram, like a black hole. .Invisible, but extremely powerful. Tell me, where did you move the machine?"

"It moved on its own," Mr. Finch responded calmly.

"So who's controlling it?"

"Right now, it's controlling itself."

"Those numbers, will it continue to be given to us?"

"Then it's up to the machine to decide."

"If this cannot continue, then our country will be left defenseless..."

Hearing this, Salomon couldn't help laughing. "Sir, you can't let the military hear what you said." The Mystic Mage used his inappropriate sense of humor. "Although they were useless, at least they still created a huge green monster."

"An uncontrollable monster, like other monsters in the Battle of New York, our country cannot be defended by a group of free people." The official was not angry, and he moved his eyes to Salomon.The Mystic is the most conspicuously dressed among the group - the crimson holy cloth with seven silver buckles is very eye-catching, not to mention the huge silver key on his chest and the sparkling gemstone ring on his finger.

"Sorry, are you..."

"One of the freaks you just mentioned." The Mystic Mage shrugged and took out a few pieces of parchment from his pocket. "Do you want to sign a contract? Everyone who signed it said yes, I promise. To be honest, I If I were the devil, I would probably be the fastest promoted.”