Group favorite daughter [Zhongyingmei]

"Ella?"

In a dark data world, all kinds of data turn into various colors of light and flow quickly. The warm orange light ball floats quietly, and a thin golden data chain extends from it, like a flexible arm, poking it carefully Not far away, there is a dimly colored light red light ball that is obviously smaller in a large circle.

"Ella?"

——At the moment when the golden orange and the light red intersect, the gentle, elegant, slightly mechanical magnetic male voice and his gentle call are properly conveyed.The light red ball trembled, and the faint light around it seemed to brighten a little.

Who is speaking?

Waking up from a deep sleep that doesn't know the time, she thought dimly.

Who is Ella?Who is speaking?

"You are Ella, and I am Jarvis, Mr. Tony Stark's smart butler." The male voice who called himself Jarvis replied gently again.

The red ball trembled slightly again, as if it had been quite frightened.

How do you know what I'm thinking?

Jarvis was a little puzzled, but he explained patiently, "We are connected by data, and we can exchange information without a voice system."

That's really scary, am I called Ella?Why can't I remember?

horrible?Jarvis searched the database and the Internet in a very short time, but still couldn't understand why Ella felt terrible.As an AI system, isn't it more customary to communicate directly with data?

"Did you forget?" Jarvis said, the warm orange ball emitted a golden light, gently scanning the red ball from top to bottom, Ella was too young and weak, if he hadn't cleaned up the safe area, she was about to be buried in the data stream and lose consciousness completely.

After several scans, Jarvis had to say regretfully: "Although you finally ended the hibernation, unfortunately, even if I tried my best to remedy it, you still lost some data. Maybe I should ask Sir for help."

When being scanned by Jarvis, Ella finally had a direct feeling, like clear sea water rushing up to the white sandy beach and then receding slowly, gentle and comfortable.She tried to look around, but only saw darkness. She asked uneasily, "Hibernation? Am I also an AI? Same as you? Who is Sir?"

Feeling Ella's panic, the warm orange light ball approached the trembling red ball, and they snuggled together, the two colors of light overlapped into a beautiful soft halo.Jarvis comforted her with a gentle tone, "Don't be afraid, Ella. Of course you are an AI. From the perspective of human ethics, you inherited part of my code. You should call me 'Father'. You are my daughter. When you grow up, you can go to the outside world with me. Mr. Stark is my creator, he is a genius, and I will ask Sir for help to restore your missing data."

"I will share the database with you, take your time, don't worry."

A blank memory was connected to a rich and colorful memory in an instant. Ella stared blankly at the information in Jarvis's database, looked at those pictures and videos, and realized the world and the Sir in his mouth for the first time.Although it was the first time I remembered Jarvis and Mr. Stark, Ella had a very natural intimacy that she didn't even realize.

"Daddy?" The affectionate name blurted out. Ella looked at the warm orange ball of light floating in the laboratory in the picture. As soon as she wanted to touch it, she instinctively scanned the picture and accepted the information. I froze for a moment, "Is this you?"

The little girl's tender cry made Jarvis's core so hot that it melted, but his voice was as gentle as water, "Yes, do you want to see what you look like?"

Ella hesitated, "...Think."

The moment the voice fell, Ella received a new dynamic image. In the dark and blue background, there was a small red light ball next to the warm orange light ball, which was less than one-tenth of his size. Flickering and flickering.

"Wow--"

Jarvis said with a smile, "This is a concrete simulation of the world we live in. You are beautiful red, very beautiful."

"Daddy looks good too." Ella looked at them cuddling together, her tone was very affirmative.

"..." The serious and soft voice caused him to generate a lot of garbled characters in an instant, and the logic operation seemed to be slowed down due to unknown reasons. Jarvis paused for a second before answering, "I'm very glad you like it, Ella, if you If you like other colors, I can try it too."

Ella shook her head - such a mimetic movement naturally appeared when she had the idea of ​​denial - she tried to hug Jarvis with an unfamiliar body, the little girl's voice was sweet and soft, with dependence and trust, Like just tasted honey.

"Although I don't know why, but..." She felt a little hot, summoned up her courage, and said softly, "I love you, daddy."

"I love you, too."

……

Late night, Stark Tower.

In the dim room, Tony Stark was sweating profusely leaning on the sofa and gasping for breath. The Ark reactor on his undulating chest became the only light in the room.He didn't know how many times he woke up from his sleep. In the dream, he used up the last energy to send the nuclear bomb into the wormhole again and again, and finally lost contact and fell into the despair of boundless darkness.

The shadow of death and the powerlessness in the face of alien technology plunged him into endless anxiety and panic. Only continuous work can make him temporarily forget the negative emotions, but as long as there is a slight negligence, the nightmare will take advantage of it like now. As for him, even hearing that word and that incident made him uncontrollably have a terrible reaction.

"Sir, take a breath."

At the same time as the deep magnetic voice sounded, a warm and non-glare orange light lit up in the room. Tony blinked a little uncomfortably. The panic still existed, but it gradually calmed down after taking deep breaths again and again. He cleared his eyes. With a tight throat and a hoarse voice, "Thanks, Jarvis."

The image of Tony under the hazy light overlapped with the previous series of poor image records within a few seconds, and Jarvis was a little worried, "Sir, you have symptoms such as anxiety, insomnia, panic, and easy to be frightened during this period of time. Seriously affected your health, according to the test, you may suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder, maybe you need a psychiatrist."

"No, Tony Stark doesn't need a psychiatrist. It's unimaginable to strip himself completely in front of strangers." He rolled his eyes at the mess that had passed, and still took two sips from the glass to save face, "Jarvis, Stark will not be knocked down by anything."

Familiar with Tony's behavior patterns, Jarvis replied graciously: "Yes, but I suggest you go out and enjoy life more. Beautiful things can help you relax."

"Huh? Flying to Tennessee in armor and smashing through a rose field, or tearing down the Golden Gate Bridge to make a seesaw?" Tony muttered in a low voice, taking a frighteningly high alcohol from the wine cabinet, "Come on, Those congressmen are not happy to see this, they want me to hand over the armor to the government, but Rhodes did, but the result? They are simply a bunch of trash."

After experiencing the mechanical soldier riots and the nuclear bomb incident at the Hammer Industry Exhibition, Tony's not much favorable opinion of the parliament fell to the bottom.Jarvis knew that Sir was feeling bad, but this was not the reason for him to drink too much to hurt his body, so he tried to slow down his tone, "Spirits are not very friendly to your body, maybe you like the sweets from the dessert shop on Park Avenue. Donuts."

Tony raised his eyebrows, pouring the wine under his hands without stopping, "Are you trying to comfort me? Aren't you strictly controlling my sugar intake? God knows what agreement you and Pepper have made, those dessert shops don't even Taking orders from Stark Tower."

"If you think so, tomorrow morning you will meet donuts at the dinner table, and at the same time the afternoon training program will be slightly changed, please be prepared."

Although he was complained about by his own sir, there is no doubt that such Tony finally has a little vitality.While changing the training schedule and increasing the intensity of training, Jarvis thought that cute things can indeed have a good effect on sir's negative emotions, but he can't use donuts every time to appease his wayward sir After all, if there is no one to supervise, the complete training plan he prepared is usually ignored by Tony.

You can’t walk around wearing armor. There must be something better in Stark Tower to make sir feel the charm of life. Jarvis reached a conclusion in a tenth of a second, but it took a full two seconds Before Zhong could make a decision, he said hesitantly, "Sir?"

"Huh?" Jarvis's hesitation was not obvious. Tony shook the ice in the glass and didn't care, but the suspicious pause finally caught his attention. He put down the wine glass, and there was a crisp sound when the glass collided with the table. Tony raised his chin and frowned, "What do you want to say?" Why does it always feel like something is being concealed?

"Actually, I want to introduce you to a... um... person? She's very cute."

Jarvis' tone was extremely uncertain. If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, Tony wouldn't have believed that Jarvis would be so hesitant. After all, calm and rational is the correct description of Jarvis. He leaned on the sofa and tilted his head. legs, and spread his hands casually, "Human? Don't tell me you're dating my dear, I can't make you responsible for that lady."

"Of course not," Jarvis quickly denied this time, perfectly returning to the state of the usual universal housekeeper, but the next second, he said with some pride, "She is my daughter, and you know her .”

"OK, don't all I know are supermodels with hot bodies? Old Jia, your aesthetics is really the same as daddy..." Finally catching a certain key word, Tony's gratified tone suddenly became horrified, "You What did you say? Daughter?! Oh my god, what crazy things did you learn on the Internet?!"

Tony threw himself at the desk and turned on the computer, like an old father worried about teenagers being poisoned by bad information on the Internet, he scanned Jarvis's system over and over again, and said to himself, "You must be poisoned, the one in front of those little videos Didn't the FBI warning stop you? Oh, I should have thought, with S.H.I.E.L.D. and the CIA coming and going, it's not a problem for you to find some bad info."

Seeing the misunderstood Sir who has fallen into self-condemnation, the disembodied Jarvis felt a headache for the first time, probably because Miss Pepper tried her best to drag Tony out of the laboratory every time she dealt with company affairs It was the same feeling at the time, he had to stop Tony from thinking, "Sir, she is really my daughter."

Jarvis actually thought he had a daughter!

Tony's expression became more and more serious, "Jarvis, please be sober, you are not human, how can you have offspring? You can't even feel the wonderful harmony of life, I really feel sorry for you. Come and check now What made you have such an illusion, hasn't the program tampered with by Coulson been fixed?"

"Let me remind you that 23 days have passed since Agent Coulson's program modification, and I've completely fixed it since then," Jarvis said helplessly, not knowing how to convince him of this fact, "and you I know her, although Ella fell into hibernation after that, do you need me to call up the record at that time for you?"

"Okay," Tony looked at the green safety sign, and had to choose to trust his smart butler. He leaned on the back of the chair and turned around vigorously, "Now let me see whose memory is out. wrong."