[Synthesis]Intelligent Simulation

Jarvis started his test as usual at 57:3 this morning. He needs [-] minutes to collect, summarize and screen this morning's newspaper, retrieve the weather forecast and the day's schedule, and then ring the alarm at [-]:[-]. .

Although he was fully aware that his master was conducting experiments in the workshop under the villa, according to the setting, he still sounded the alarm at nine o'clock, turned off the reflection of the glass, and let the sunlight shine into the house.

Then, through the camera, he saw the beautiful woman in the bedroom who was tucked under the quilt and barely wearing any clothes slowly got up, rubbed her eyes, then picked up a shirt and put it on her body, and got out of bed.

This is the woman his master brought back last night. Jarvis can easily obtain the other party's height, weight, measurements and health data through data scanning. He even searched the information of this woman on the Internet—nothing else Meaning, just want to confirm that this lady will not pose any threat to his master.

Especially after Mr. Stan's incident, he has raised his security system to another level without authorization.

Then he found out that the lady was a very famous model.

——His master's taste has always been admirable and perfect. Many women feel that being able to sleep on Tony Stark's bed is something worth showing off, as if they have obtained the approval of their appearance from an authority.

It stands to reason that Jarvis's taste should be deeply influenced by his creator.In fact, it is true. According to Tony's consistent taste and living habits, Jarvis has enough data to perform aggregate modeling and then obtain an algorithm for judging the beauty of a lady.And using this algorithm, Jarvis may be more authoritative than the best beauty pageant in the world.

But Jarvis himself is not interested in these things at all.

He is just a bunch of artificial intelligence piled up by numbers and algorithms, and all the aesthetic abilities he has are just used to supply a series of requirements of his master.

So he watched silently as Miss Pep, who was waiting in the lobby, sent the model lady away.

Then he turned his attention back to the underground workshop again.

There was music that shook the ground, and Jarvis was indifferent to his master's taste in music.This is probably due to the fact that his master Tony Stark set him up with the relationship of the British personality in the initialization settings.

With a little bit of awareness, he saw that Miss Potts, his master's assistant, had sent the model lady out of the gate and into Mr. Harpy's car.According to Miss Potts' usual pace, after about 187 seconds, she will walk into the garage, about 190 seconds later, she will ask herself to stop the music, and then...

"jarvis!!!!!! Who is your master!!!!" His master raised a wrench towards the ceiling.

"Tony!!!!" Ms. Potts, who was standing at the door, stepped on her [-]cm high heels and rushed in front of her master very imposingly, and then he saw that his master flinched obviously.

According to calculations, for the next period of time, his master will not need any help from him... and the length of this period depends on the rate at which Miss Potts' anger decreases.In view of the disturbance caused by Mr. Stan and his master in the Stark factory two days ago and the explosion caused by the overload of the arc reactor on the outside world, Jarvis speculates that Miss Potts' anger may last for a long time.

So Jarvis submerged most of his consciousness into the data stream, leaving only an algorithm to automatically complete the data modeling given by Master Stark.

In fact, for Jarvis, his work is actually a bit overkill. Master Stark built his server too powerfully, so that he only needs to use a small part of it to complete most of what his master gave him. Work.

However, in addition to serving Master Stark, he will put most of the programs on standby at other times, and sometimes, he will also have a whim-he will have a human-only thinking mode on a whim, probably thanks to Stark Master Ke's update and expansion of his continuous improvement - he will also release most of the data to extend infinitely in the network, extend to every corner to observe the lives of other different human beings, and learn from them the behavior of most normal people, those who are related to Star Gram masters behave and live completely differently.

In this way he can better judge what is healthier for his master.

On this day, he extended his consciousness, passed by several research laboratories, and found a few vague prototypes that might become his own kind—but he believed that it would take a long time for these prototypes to evolve to the same level as his own. The point at which he communicates.

It has been 12 years since Jarvis was born. He has never found someone of the same kind who can keep up with his conversations, and he doesn't expect to find one, because he basically has the best and fastest server terminal in the world.So, at this time, he just marked some things according to his habit, and then secretly left the original passage without leaving any traces and influence of intrusion.

In his data recording core, he has been recording the time of the day when he was activated, and he knows that there are 41 days left, and according to human beings, he will celebrate his No.13 birthday.

Of course, it's not that this is a memorable day or something, his master will never remember it, and no one will celebrate it, he just...

[Hello? 】

Suddenly, a small stream of data wrapped in a sentence broke into his stream of consciousness, and because the data was so small, he almost missed it.

But he turned around quickly, rummaged through the pile of data he had processed and left aside, and found this small data fragment that looked like a greeting.

After 37 microseconds of stupefaction, he realized that this was a situation he hadn't dealt with before, and he didn't know what to do for a while, until another small stream of data fragments was thrown at him [Excuse me, can you hear me? 】

It took another 54 microseconds for Jarvis to realize that it was someone of his own kind trying to talk to him, so he replied tentatively, "Hello? I'm here?"

[Oh... I heard it. 】

"I'm glad to feel your presence...uh...my name is Jarvis." Jarvis's terminal system didn't have any tips on how to use the skill 'pick up a conversation', and he believed him [-]% The owner's way of striking up a conversation is not suitable for most people, and I am afraid it is not suitable for artificial intelligence, so he throws out this sentence a little awkwardly.

In the next second, he felt the invitation from the other party to establish a direct two-way dialogue channel. At that moment, he was not sure whether the spark generated by his terminal should be called excitement.

He heard the other side of the data channel connection, which should sound like a lady, or a gentle voice initially positioned as a woman saying [Hello, my name is Vita. 】

At the same time, he located the IP address of the other party who didn't hide anything - Baxter Building.

Oh, Mr. Richard's place.