[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

Sylvia left the room.

The door gradually closed, probably because this room belonged to Cap, and the door handle was an old-fashioned round handle version, not the electronic lock in other rooms, and Sylvia could only close the door manually.

Steve's slightly gloomy expression was hidden behind the closed door.

She heard Steve's voice: "...Friday, activate my highest authority..."

Can't hear it after that.

She stood there for a while, blinking her eyes, her nose was a little stuffed, and her breathing was a little constricted.

Today's sunshine is really good, the upper part is blocked by the floor, and the triangle that slanted through the floor-to-ceiling windows hits the ground, making her feet exposed to the sun hot.

The girl shook her head, avoided the sun and walked to the shade, feeling that her emotions had almost calmed down, and then returned to the original place along the approximate route she just wrote down.

...And then I got a little friend who was so happy that he couldn't find Bei at all, and couldn't even speak.

For the sake of the Avengers, after confirming that Sylvia was in a normal state, Charles gave her an extra two days off.

And Tony has asked Happy to help Peter apply for two days off from Midtown High, so he doesn't have to go to school.

Since today is Thursday, plus two Saturdays and weekends, the two small ones directly have four more days off, which is about equal to a small long vacation, which is very cool.

Peter is very happy about this - because he will have plenty of time to love his new suit.

Yes!new!Battle suit!

Tony Stark personally designed and manufactured, perfect function, perfect shape, perfect system!

Sylvia looked at his flying little broken eyebrows, and felt that this child could already be happy to heaven—in fact, the little spider really wanted to run to the top of Manhattan's tall buildings to "Yo Hoo", "Yo Hoo" Swing a hundred and eighty laps.

Tony, who had already come out of the laboratory, raised a dickish and somewhat flat proud face, listening to the brown-haired boy chirping, and occasionally giving a face-saving "hmm", especially a boss.

Sylvia watched this scene, and suddenly remembered something...

"Peter...we seem to have forgotten to bring that bag..."

Peter Parker, holding on to his battle suit and not letting go, said, "...Oh, lol."

Natasha's eyes skipped over Sylvia, and she didn't ask "where is the captain who took her to the building?", but said: "Kids, those Chitauri's weapons are not very safe. , we have to recover as soon as possible."

Then Sylvia and Peter froze for a moment.

"Uh……"

"Uh……"

If we say that those weapons are actually safe now, they are just a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron, would you believe it?

Seeing that their expressions were wrong, the big brother Ni raised her eyebrows.

The two kids could only cover their faces and explain the matter.

Science-mad Stark quickly loses interest in the bag of weapons and instead focuses on Sylvia's abilities.

"Two-dimensionalization? Visualization or substantial compression? How does the weight and the nature of the substance itself change?..."

"But what's more interesting is that you can transform yourself. Scientifically speaking, this completely violates the basic laws, but since you mutants always have weird abilities, I can temporarily eat the basic laws..."

Speaking of this, the man with the mustache showed a shit-eating expression: "Okay or not, this is really not in line with a Stark's style, come on, don't be afraid, girl, let's study how to scientifically explain your ability."

Sylvia: "..."

Pass fire to dad_(:з」∠)_

……

Sylvia came in for a full body check on Friday.

Before entering the laboratory, Barton muttered that he didn't know something, and then a bunch of people, including Steve, who never knew where he went and came back, came to the laboratory to watch.

Compared with the two-dimensional small pieces that have been studied by Hank, Tony is more interested in the new ability of Sylvia's evolution version-abbreviated as "AI".

"According to this ability, you can completely replace a mature artificial intelligence-if you can call the data flow."

Sylvia said... she didn't know _(:зゝ∠)_

——When she was in Peter's phone, she was afraid of seeing some private content, such as chat records, and never thought about exploring the inside of the phone.

——and, to be honest, there wasn't much room for her to manipulate that old smartphone...

Peter Poor Die Parker who got this answer: "...QwQ"

Tony, the rich father, waved his hand: "It's okay, there is definitely enough space for you to display! Friday, leave an operating area for my mobile phone without blocking systems."

Anyway, after his mobile phone has bilibili, it will not be used as a carrier for handling confidential documents at all.

Friday: "Okay, Boss."

everything's ready.

Sylvia and Tony looked at each other.

So...how do I get in...?

Peter said silently, "Would you like a power stone or something?"

Like those Chitauri nuclei that turned to ash?

Sylvia felt it: "No need, I feel that I am quite full now."

The kind of spiritual satiety.

Peter was silent again: "When you said you were not hungry last night, you ate a whole pack of weapon energy in the middle of the night..."

Sylvia: "...Xiaoji, I was wrong."

Wanda wiped her face from the side: Do you really think words like "last night", "not hungry", and "late night" can be said so casually?Then what the hell is Xiaojiju?

……

Since there was nothing to worry about, Sylvia simply closed her eyes.

She began to concentrate, recalling how she felt in that moment.

Since she is sober now, it is not easy to find the right feeling, just like a person who carries a huge treasure but does not know where the key to open the lock is.

——The spirit is concentrated, but the direction of the effort is a bit wrong.

The Avengers watched these things in Tony's laboratory, such as big hammers and mechanical parts, all of which seemed to be flattened by some force, and each one of them became small pieces like virtual projections.

The heavy object that was originally high fell down and floated melodiously in the air.

Tony didn't care at all how expensive those precision parts were originally, and how many zeros they were worth, and he didn't say a word—because he found that Sylvia seemed to have gradually found a feeling, and her body began to glow faintly, the kind of thing they saw on the surveillance video. The warm yellow halo that I have seen before.

It was different from the random halo I saw before. It seemed that due to the girl's unconscious control, the halo flowed slowly and regularly in the air, and splashed out fine and dazzling golden flakes.

——It seems that some force frustrates the atmosphere, rubbing golden sparks fiercely.

Natasha and Clinton glanced at each other, feeling that this scene looked familiar.

Wanda's eyes widened slightly, and the beautiful pupils reflected the circle of light around the black-haired girl - already faintly imprinted with subtle lines similar to mysterious totems.

She whispered subconsciously: "This is not..."

Steve patted her on the shoulder, put his index finger on his lips, and made a silent gesture.

Wanda turned to look at him, and as expected, she saw similar "guess" and "clear" in the other's blue eyes.

The light grew brighter.

The totem is becoming clearer and clearer.

Sylvia's body turned into a phantom in the light, and every curly black hair was soaked in that kind of gold. It was as if the burning sensations of the first two times had never happened before. kind of warmth.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the light swallowed the girl into one body.

With Tony’s mobile phone on the operating table as the center, the golden light entered completely in a flash, but at the next moment, like a silent explosion, it followed all the circuit pipes in the entire laboratory—buried in the wall and exposed outside the wall. - spread like lightning.

If it was a dark night, people outside the base could probably see a cover of warm golden light flashing across the entire base.

The little spider who didn't know what the rest of the people had discovered: "...Thea?"

no respond.

Peter, who was worried about his little friend, cast a panicked look at Tony.

"Friday?" Tony squinted his eyes as he glanced at the data on the screen.

If he hadn't confirmed the possible source of Sylvia's ability to Professor X, he would probably be as disturbed as Peter.

"Boss, the entire data flow has been touched, including encryption and storage." Friday's usually elegant and calm female voice was actually a little surprised, "No program can hinder Miss Sylvia's power."

"How is she?"

Friday's reply: "It is currently in the exploration stage. Miss Sylvia seems to have lost her way in the data flow. Do you need my help to guide you? Boss?"

Short for lost.

Avengers: "..."

Tony: "...give her a hand, Friday."

It's amazing, who can get lost in the data, who can have this experience.

……

Sylvia is swimming in the ocean of science.

This sentence is not a metaphor in the elementary school students' composition at all, but a fact she sees now.

It's like the real version of "The Matrix" or "Super Body", because of this integration, Sylvia was able to glimpse the huge world of technological dimensions.

The light beams of thin and dense light spots fill the entire space, the crystal clear squares and the data streams without thickness run side by side, codes and code words are attached to each piece of light, and it seems that the details of the data cannot be recognized at high speed .

—but Sylvia can.

Sylvia can see everywhere in this dimension, and everywhere has her eyes.

She was like a shell that had been completely dismantled, every cell transformed into a ray of crystal light.

It is as if she is no longer a "she", but an "it" that no longer has a substance.

She no longer needs the power to make up for her hunger, this whole dimension is "food".

When stretching out her "hand" to pull out a string of flowing light bodies, there is no need to manipulate or guide, and countless huge information are spontaneously reproduced in her "brain".

Firearms, missiles, smart programs, Mark armor... and even some confidential documents that should be stored in the governments of various countries...

Countless voices echoed in her ears, near and far, virtual and real, empty echoes... It seemed that there was no difference, for her at this moment, they were no different.

At this moment, Sylvia suddenly understood the terrible meaning of Scarlett Johansson's line in "Super Body" who is integrated with everything in the world-"I am everywhere".

She even had another terrifying and exciting thought:

"The core element of all life is not fire, not a warm breath, not something [the spark of life], but information, words, commands."

The code is composed of "0" and "1", but "0" and "1" are only virtual pronouns.

However, the whole world has "0" and "1".

USA…UK…Canada…China…

She will become a cancer cell for the whole world.

……

"Boss, Miss Sylvia seems to refuse to communicate with me..."

Tony, who stood in the center of the laboratory with his arms folded, frowned.

"She has spread to the whole system, it's like a... virus."

Vision realized the seriousness of this matter before Tony—he was the one who had a one-on-one fight with Ultron—Sylvia, who has abilities similar to super AI, if she wants, She could be the next Ultron.

"Mr. Stark, do you need me to bring her out?" Before she got lost in the sea of ​​dimensions.

Tony waved his hand: "She's a person, Vision."

It's different from Ultron.

Friday's offer: "Maybe you can contact ProfessorX."

"I've come, hello Friday."

A gentle male voice suddenly sounded—in everyone's mind.

"I'm sorry I didn't inform you in advance, but all the communicators in the Avengers base can't connect... I just sensed that Sylvia disappeared again."

Little Spider took out his cell phone while suppressing the shock on his face.

— Indeed, there is no signal at all.

"Can you find her? Teach uh...Professor?"

Not knowing how to respond to the voice in his head, Peter could only ask, not knowing if the other party could hear him.

The gentle male voice answered him, "I will, Spider-Man."

Peter Parker every day: "..."

The author has something to say:

Dragonfly has read every comment in the previous chapter.

How to put it... I didn't expect that there would be so many long speculations and discussions.

Many of them are well written, very well written.

In the beginning, before posting, I wondered whether to write the plot of the civil war, such as directly following the timeline of the back-to-school season. The civil war is over.

But after thinking about it, I still feel, what a pity, the civil war is a pity.

If the time was changed a little bit, and both sides calmed down a little bit, the whole thing would be different.

I will write a chapter, not because I want to abuse or something, but because heroes deserve better treatment.