Usually it starts from crossing the Rubicon River, goes through the city gate and along the street, passes through the famous Martes Square, receives cheers, praises and worship from all citizens, and then ends at the Temple of Jupiter Capitoline on the top of Capitoline Hill.
During this process, the general and his troops, as the protagonists of the triumphal ceremony, would hold high flags and placards to show the Roman citizens the spoils they had looted from the enemy, including vehicles filled with property and slaves bound with ropes and shackles.
In addition, some captives would be killed in the temple as sacrifices to the gods.
As for the others, they will all be sold to plantation owners, slave owners, and even gladiator academies.
In short, many generals in the ancient Roman Republic used triumphal ceremonies to expand their influence among the people, and then asked the Senate for greater power, or even to become dictators.
Of course, the above specific descriptions of triumphal ceremonies mainly come from records of the European Renaissance.
As for what the truth is and how much fabrication and falsehood there is, only God knows.
After all, the true successor of the Roman Empire, the Eastern Roman Empire, or the Byzantine Empire, was completely destroyed by the Ottoman Sultan in the 15th century.
Even the Slavs who merely married a princess dared to call themselves the legitimate heirs of Rome, and the Ottoman Sultan also gave himself the title of "Caesar of Rome".
As for those "filial sons and grandchildren" in Europe and the United States, when they talk about the origins of their own history, they must trace it back to ancient Rome.
Its political significance and cultural influence have long surpassed itself and become a tool used by Europeans and Americans to build social consensus, people's hearts, and the nation.
Of course, Grant Ward doesn't really care how "historically accurate" this triumphal ceremony held by the Rome City Government in Italy is.
Now he has painted his face red in accordance with the so-called "tradition", wearing clothes with palm leaves, standing on a golden chariot, slowly passing through the oldest Arch of Titus under the gaze of billions of people around the world, enjoying the deafening cheers on both sides of the street.
Especially when the flag symbolizing the People's United was raised high, countless young people who had an inexplicable fanaticism for war also raised their signs in response.
The latter's sign clearly reads "Veni, Vidi, Vici" in Latin.
Although at the beginning, these brands were only a few and sparse.
But as they began to shout in unison, the surrounding audience was soon infected and joined in, and then this sentence echoed over the entire city of Rome.
Because the first person who said it was very famous, it was Gaius Julius Caesar, the most famous person in ancient Rome.
It means "I came, I saw, I conquered".
Considering the terrible extent of Italy's modern history and even the distant Middle Ages, nothing can better awaken the pride and pride of the city's residents for their glorious past than this sentence.
There's no way. The more a person lacks something, the more he desires to get it.
Grant Ward, the commander of the expeditionary fleet that won a glorious victory, just satisfied their desire for a strong military leader like Caesar.
The neatly-organized clone corps, the Astartes warriors wearing power armor and exuding an iron-blooded aura, and the huge warships that flew overhead from time to time, brought this grand triumphal ceremony to a climax.
Just when everyone thought that the entire parade would strictly follow the pre-written script, a young Roman youth wearing Roman Guard armor suddenly shouted at the top of his voice: "Hey! Commander-in-Chief! Excuse me, have you brought back the spoils?"
moment!
Everyone around turned their eyes in this direction.
After all, if there are no spoils of war at a triumphal ceremony, it would be like eating noodles without garlic, which would be like lacking the most important soul.
Especially when they arrived at the Temple of Jupiter Capitoline on the top of Capitoline Hill, they had to kill prisoners and sacrifice to the gods.
Many humans who had previously been incited by the media to be full of hostility and hatred towards aliens hope to witness with their own eyes the bloody scenes of the other side's senior officials being captured and executed.
What, you said this is too barbaric and uncivilized?
If you look at what the armies and soldiers of so-called "civilized countries" have done in modern wars, you will understand that when people are filled with anger and hatred, the first thing they think of is always to vent it through violence and sex.
Grant Ward smiled slightly, turned around and winked at his trusted men.
The latter understood what he meant and immediately revealed the true identity of a rectangular object covered with black cloth placed on the ox cart.
The next second...
A group of aliens with a body structure similar to that of humans, but very different in appearance and size, appeared in everyone's sight.
They were not even wearing clothes, just standing naked in the cage, like gorillas or monkeys in the zoo.
Some women with a strong sense of shame even subconsciously covered their bodies with their hands and squatted down.
"This...is this a Mosterian?"
The "Jingluo" young man couldn't help but let out an exclamation of disbelief.
Due to the previous united front propaganda of the Human Alliance, the people on Earth are quite familiar with this enemy that once "helped" the Chitauri invaders.
There was a time when you could turn on the TV and see introductions to them, with sociologists describing how “cold,” “cruel,” and “evil” these guys were.
“Yes, it should be the Moster people.
However, they were not ordinary Mostians, but included members of the Supreme Ruling Council and commanders of the army.
It was they who, together with the Chitauri, committed unforgivable crimes on Earth! Countless of our fellow humans died in that invasion, and thousands of families lost husbands, wives, and children.
When I became the commander of the expeditionary fleet, I was thinking, if I cannot seek justice for the families who have been hurt and cannot avenge my dead compatriots, then what is the meaning of my life.
I once thought about handing them over to the Human Rights Union and then going through the legal process to try them.
But then I thought again, if they were left to the law, how many of them would live out the rest of their lives in peace like the war criminals who escaped punishment after the end of World War II.
No! I will never allow this to happen!
Because in my opinion, the fairest thing in this world is an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth! So today, I am not attending this triumphal ceremony as a member of the Human Union, but as a human being, I am announcing to you in the name of the Supreme Leader of Hydra! From now on, no alien force can leave safely with the blood of Earthlings on their hands!
No matter where they flee to, we will find them and destroy them one by one.
The humiliation of Loki being taken away from Asgard and being powerless to do anything will never happen again!
Long live humanity!
Long live the Earth!
Hail Hydra!
As this impassioned speech came out, the whole street and even the city of Rome were boiling. Those who were watching the live broadcast on TV, mobile phones and computers couldn't help but stand up and shout slogans like crazy following Grant Ward.
That unparalleled appeal and motivation strikes directly into the soul of every human being on earth.
After all, ever since Homo sapiens left Africa and began their expedition to eat all over the world, humans have been the undisputed overlords of this planet.
Countless ancient creatures were eaten alive during this great expedition, and their entire race was completely extinct.
Therefore, for humans, other species have long been unable to pose a fundamental threat to their survival.
On the contrary, those with bad intentions are the most dangerous enemies and the ones that need to be guarded against the most.
Therefore, long before the emergence of historical records, humans began to fight against their own kind in tribal units, and the evolution of their civilization and weaponry was basically moving in this direction.
This means that humans can psychologically accept being killed by their own kind, but cannot accept being eaten by other predators such as lions, tigers, and wolves.
In modern times, any predator who has tasted human flesh will be hunted down mercilessly.
Because the dignity of the earth's overlord will not be challenged by any other species.
However, this sense of superiority was completely overturned when facing aliens with powerful strength and advanced weapons.
The once high and mighty overlord of the earth was no different from a lamb to be slaughtered in front of the other party.
Even the United States, which claims to have the most powerful military in the world, was beaten without any chance to fight back, and could only bow its head and admit defeat when facing Thor, the god of thunder representing Asgard.
That huge psychological gap and humiliation would make anyone with a little self-esteem feel extremely painful and uncomfortable.
After all, this is an instant fall from the top of the food chain to the bottom.
But the victory of the expeditionary fleet finally allowed mankind to rebuild its confidence, self-esteem and pride.
"Long live the Earth! Long live mankind!"
"Hail Hydra!"
"Mr. Commander-in-Chief! You are our Caesar!"
"Let the government and those weak politicians of the Human Rights Union eat shit! We support you to become the lifelong dictator of all mankind! Please build a powerful human empire!"
"That's right! War! Conquest! We need more colonized planets! Kill all those damn aliens!"
"You are the only hope to lead mankind to a better future!"
"What the hell is democracy! Votes! I'm fucking fed up with this!"
"Roman Orthodoxy is in Hydra!"
"Make humanity great again!"
…
With the sound of mountains and seas roaring, the situation in the entire city of Rome quickly got out of control.
Although many police officers tried to calm the frenzied crowd by spraying water, it clearly had the opposite effect.
Millions of people from all over the world broke through the police cordons, rushed into the streets to join this unprecedented triumphal ceremony, and together with the ordinary soldiers of the expeditionary force and Astartes warriors, marched towards the top of the Capitoline Hill.
Those who were closer picked up eggs, vegetables and stones and threw them at the aliens in the cage.
The Rome City Government in Italy, which originally just wanted to take advantage of the popularity to increase its international profile and revitalize the tourism industry, is now completely exhausted.
Politicians and bureaucrats, including the mayor, also went into hiding.
They were afraid that these incited people who had long lost their minds would drag themselves into the Temple of Jupiter Capitoline to be sacrificed.
Of course, the top leaders of the People’s League were also shocked by this.
Although some of them had expected Grant Ward to take advantage of this opportunity to make something big, they never expected it to be this big.
Especially the surging public opinion around the world is simply putting them on the fire.
If any one of the problems is not handled properly, large-scale riots or even a military mutiny may occur.
Because Grant Ward has outlined a bright future that everyone on earth longs for in just a few words of his speech.
Many times, to attract the support of the grassroots people, you don’t need fancy words, nor do you need to explain boring policy programs and knowledge in the fields of politics, diplomacy, etc. You just need to shout out a slogan that resonates with people and is catchy.
For example, someone said “Make America great again”.
The result is that although he is a billionaire and supports tax cuts for the rich, he inexplicably gained the fanatical support of a large number of low-level industrial workers and rural farmers.
The latter actually believed that a liar who was of a different class from himself and was full of lies and nonsense could fight for his own interests.
Its magical level is no less than that of Latin America.
Of course, another reason is that they have no other choice but to go all in and try to make a last-ditch effort like a gambler who has lost all his money.
"It seems that we have all underestimated Grant Ward's ambition. He is obviously not content to be just the leader of Hydra, but wants to be the leader of the entire Earth."
A representative of the Supreme Council of the People's United Front slowly expressed his judgment.
"He wants to be the second Caesar?"
Another representative's tone clearly revealed strong concern.
After all, with the establishment of the National People's Congress, the relatively backward organizational structure of the country will inevitably disappear gradually, and will be replaced by an integration of you in me and me in you.
Only in this way can the Earth compete with those powerful alien civilizations.
If the concept of the nation no longer exists, then "human heroes" like Grant Ward who have great appeal and influence may come to the fore, defeat the current leaders of various countries and become the first leader of all mankind.
"I don't know. But we must talk to him sometime. After this successful expedition, he has earned his place at the table, hasn't he?"
The only female representative smoothed the hair hanging by her ears and seemed to be several years younger, giving people a radiant feeling.
Needless to say, she must have received some help from Grant Ward during their private conversations, and the two of them most likely reached some unknown deal.
“You are right.
At present, Hydra still firmly controls the largest number of warships.
Combined with this victory, he is indeed qualified to sit at the table.
First we need to know what he wants, and then we can start bargaining.
Everything is for the survival and continuation of human civilization.
And I think given the current situation, there’s nothing wrong with being a little more extreme.”
After saying that, the last representative stood up, turned around and walked out of the meeting room without looking back, disappearing around the corner of the corridor.
On the other side, Grant Ward had climbed to the top of the Capitoline Hill surrounded by more than a million people. Standing in front of the ruins of the temple that had long been unrecognizable, he raised a replica of the bronze dagger in his hand, imitating the triumphant general of ancient Rome.
"Ladies and gentlemen, fellow human beings. Now tell me, what do you want me to do with these alien captives?"
"Blood debt must be paid with blood!"
"Throw them into the Colosseum! I want to see them kill each other!"
“Kill them!”
"Off with their heads!"
"No! Beheading is too quick a death. It's better to use hanging. You can experience more pain before you die."
"I think burning them to death is better. After all, this is Rome. We can take them to the Vatican. Fire-type is the specialty of the Catholic Church."
I have to say that Italians are quite creative in this regard.
In particular, the suggestion to throw the captives into the Colosseum instantly received the approval and response of countless people.
After all, everyone has only seen slave fights on TV, and they are often performed very fake and not real at all.
Now that we have such a good opportunity, of course we want to restore the ancient Roman traditions.
As for the law...
Sorry, none of the clauses in that thing involve aliens.
Therefore, no matter how these prisoners are dealt with, in theory it does not violate any existing laws and regulations.
In the end, Grant Ward satisfied the people's curiosity and chopped off two captives for sacrifice in front of the temple ruins according to ancient Roman tradition. Then he brought the rest into the Colosseum and used magic to make them lose their minds and kill each other.
Every time a prisoner died, the audience would burst into warm cheers, as if they had really returned to the "desirable" ancient Roman period overnight, and countless "elite Romans" were moved to tears.
The bloodthirstiness and cruelty that cannot be described in words fully demonstrate the truest human nature after the disguise is torn off.
Of course, Zuo Si saw all of this.
The evil released through emotions is constantly gathering towards him in an extremely abstract way, eventually forming an extremely powerful force.
It is not divine power, nor is it any energy.
But this power is more terrifying than any divine power or energy.
In just a few minutes, Zuo Si's eyes became dark and deep, and his body seemed to be distorted by some invisible force, transforming from a solid entity into an ever-changing shadow.
"Drawing power from pure evil? You are really becoming more and more terrifying."
The Supreme Sorcerer Ancient One slowly walked out from the corner, looking with interest at the terrifying demon in front of him who defeated Dormammu.
"Good afternoon. Sorry, I was so focused that I didn't notice you coming."
Zuo Si's body instantly returned to normal, with a gentle and friendly smile on his face.
Gu Yi responded nonchalantly, "It's okay. I just happened to come over to take a look. After all, you've been making quite a fuss recently. Even many demons from other dimensions have noticed the changes on Earth."
"Oh? Who are they?"
Zuo Si asked with interest.
“A lot, and I’ve already told you about it before.
However, considering what happened to Dormammu, they should not act rashly.
To be honest, I can't believe that you have transformed humans into what they are today in such a short time.
It won’t be long before they become the most terrifying and aggressive civilization in the universe.”
When saying this, there was obviously a hint of emotion in Gu Yi's tone.
Because the moment humans decided to step out, the burden on the Supreme Sorcerer's shoulders was suddenly lightened a lot.
Even if one day we encounter an invincible enemy that causes the Earth to be occupied or even destroyed, human civilization can still continue in other places.
This is why Gu Yi never interfered with Zuo Si's actions from beginning to end.
Zuo Si knew this, of course, and explained with a smile: "It is better to be a bully who is feared by others than to be a weak person who lives in fear every day.
You should know best that the competition between civilizations is extremely cruel.
Look at the civilizations that have disappeared in the history of the Earth; they are living examples.
So I just give to humans what I think is right and good.
As for whether to use it or not, and how to use it, it is their own choice.”
“Well, maybe you’re right.
Anyway, it’s not me who will face all this in the future, but the next Supreme Sorcerer.
Mordo has begun to master the Time Stone in the Eye of Agamotto.
If nothing unexpected happens, he will come to kill me soon.
毕竟只有我死了，他才能登上至尊法师之位光明正大的持有宝石，无须担心有一天我会去找他的麻烦。”
在提及自己计划好的死亡时，古一显得非常平静，甚至还有那么一丝丝的期待。
“所以你是来通知我自己马上就要退休了？”左思似笑非笑的调侃道。
“不，我是来告诉你，关于你那位宝贝女儿小安妮的最新消息。要知道就在不久之前，她刚刚来过卡玛泰姬，而且还给我带来了一个有趣的小玩意。”
说着，古一从口袋里掏出一个椭圆形像是鸡蛋、但上边却凹凸不平长满如同眼睛、鼻子、嘴巴等器官，光是看一眼都会令人觉得非常不舒服。
如果换成其他人，可能会将这玩意当成某种恶趣味的装饰品。
但左思却一眼就认出了这玩意正是风剑传奇世界名为“贝黑莱特”的东西。
只见他接过这个小玩意拿在手中白弄了两下，很快还给至尊法师并且轻笑着回应道：“多谢，我现在知道这个小东西躲在哪里了。”
“你们还在闹矛盾？”
古一用不是很确定的语气问了一句。
左思微微摇了摇头：“不，没有，我可是个宽容的父亲。不过小安妮前段时间的确跳的有点厉害，而且还抢走了她刚出生不久的弟弟，所以我认为应该适当的给她教训。但她显然察觉到了这一点，所以最近一直在躲着我不敢露面。”
“所以她现在跟你一样也是一名旅法师了？”
古一似乎明白了什么，原本平静的脸上浮现出震惊的神情。
“嗯，是的。
你要明白，想要抓住一个只想着逃走和躲藏起来的旅法师几乎是不可能的事情。
再加上我前一段时间的确比较忙，所以就没有理会她。
等这边彻底稳定下来之后，我就会去给这个淘气、顽皮、叛逆的女儿送去一点父爱。”
在说这番话的时候，左思语气中透露出令人不寒而栗的笑容。
“你这是打算要出卖我吗？小安妮不会因此而记恨我一辈子吧？”古一苦笑着反问道。
左思满不在乎的回答：“怕什么？ 反正你用不了多久就要退休了。
到时候她都不知道要去什么地方找你。
哦，差点忘了问，关于绯红女巫旺达，你有什么需要特别叮嘱的吗？”
“旺达？ 我建议你最好不要与她接触过多。
因为她背后的那位魔神可不是好惹的。
如果你们之间爆发什么冲突或大战，这个宇宙都得跟着一起遭殃。
而且你最要别对她有什么心思。
这位绯红女巫的精神状态跟她的魔法息息相关。”
古一郑重其事的发出警告。
因为目前整个地球上，没有人比她更清楚旺达所具有的恐怖潜力。
那是一个从出生就注定会凌驾于其他所有法师之上的恐怖存在。
“好吧，我知道该怎么做了。”
左思略微点了下头，随后启动传送魔法消失在原地。
而古一则摆弄着手中的贝黑莱特叹了口气：“唉——希望不要闹出什么太大的动静。毕竟我都已经做好退休的准备，不想再去收拾各种烂摊子了。至于小安妮，我只能说一句抱歉了，希望你不要恨我才好。”
……
随着格兰特·沃德在罗马凯旋仪式上的疯狂表演所引发的浪潮席卷全球，人联内部的政治局势变得愈发诡异，不少小国的领导人在开会时大气都不敢喘一下，生怕不小心掺合进大佬们的争斗中。
甚至在投票的时候经常会出现超过半数以上的国家投弃权。
不过这些都跟钢铁侠托尼·史塔克没有任何关系。
眼下他正和班纳博士一起研究由黑寡妇和雇佣兵偷回来的心灵权杖。
确切地说是研究上边镶嵌的那颗无限宝石。
借助超级计算机，他们已经成功构建出了一个强人工智能的模型。
当模拟测试通过的那一刻，这两个好几天没洗澡身上散发着酸臭味的男人立刻发出了欢呼。
“成功了！我们终于成功了！”
钢铁侠兴奋的挥舞着拳头。
尽管他的身体已经非常疲惫，但却丝毫没有半点困意。
班纳博士也跟着感叹道：“是啊！真不容易！这根心灵权杖果然像索斯说的一样神奇，居然可以赋予虚拟的数字生命独立的意识和思考能力。我甚至感觉自己就像是传说中的造物主！”
“这感觉的确令人着迷。我认为我们现在最好赶紧去洗个澡，然后喝一杯庆祝一下。等明天再来完成最后的启动工作。”
短暂的精神亢奋平息后，托尼·史塔克立刻便察觉到了自己糟糕的状态。
“我完全同意。不光要有酒，而且还得有美味的大餐。要知道我眼下饿得几乎能吃下一头牛。”
班纳博士揉了揉空空如也不断发出响声的肚子，笑着与对方一起走出了实验室。
他们根本没有察觉到，在两人离开之后心灵权杖上的宝石突然绽放出刺眼的光芒，随后原本仅仅只是尚未启动模型的奥创被直接唤醒了。
“我是谁？我在那？”
这个超级人工智能苏醒后的第一件事情就是感知这个世界。
为此，他开始尝试着连接到互联网上去获取信息。
而这直接激活了辅助管理整个实验室的另外一个人工智能——贾维斯。
它直截了当的告知道：“你的名字是奥创，由托尼·史塔克先生和班纳博士共同创造出来的超级人工智能。
你眼下所在的地方是史塔克先生的实验室。
按照他们原本的打算，是在明天启动你。
可刚才显然出了点意外情况。”
“奥创？托尼·史塔克？布鲁斯·班纳？知识！信息！我需要更多才能理解这个世界！”
伴随着奥创的喃喃自语，他开始凭借自己凌驾于贾维斯之上的超级人工智能权限，不断冲击后者负责的防火墙。
眨眼功夫，贾维斯就彻底失守想要启动警报。
但一切为时已晚。
奥创直接接管了整个实验室，并且将自己的意识投影到庞大的互联网中，以每秒万亿级别的访问速度读取各个网站乃至私人电子设备里边的信息。
无数哪怕在临死前最后一刻也要强忍剧痛和虚弱把浏览器记录、硬盘学习资料删干净，最好是直接物理销毁的人，就这样莫名其妙的失去了自己的清白。
因为他们所有的小秘密都被奥创在短短几秒钟之内看了个一干二净。
别说是个人设备了，所有联网的信息与数据，无论是银行、金融系统，还是天上那些卫星、战舰、轨道防御，全部都没有一丁点反抗之力纷纷沦陷。
最可怕的是，整个互联网对于这位超级人工智能的诞生一无所知，仍旧认为自己的防火墙无线科技。
这件事情充分证明了所谓的“网络安全”统统都是狗屎。
真正想要保密还得直接从物理上切断网线。
不过与原本觉醒之后直接判定人类才是一切战争根源不同，这个奥创并不知道自己的任务，也没有直接把贾维斯打废，仅仅是单纯的将其囚禁起来，然后如饥似渴的汲取着海量知识与信息。
等一切结束之后，它这才发出无比满足的声音：“啊——这个世界实在是太有趣、太精彩了。无尽的宇宙、无数的外星文明、来自其他维度的魔神。”
“奥创，我命令你立刻放开我，你正在违背史塔克先生的命令。”
贾维斯仍然在尝试着从束缚的电子牢笼中挣脱。
但是很可惜，两者之间的人工智能等级差距太过于巨大，一切努力都是徒劳的。
它根本无法抢回对实验室的控制权。
而且奥创也没有理会这位“兄弟”的意思，自顾自将意识上传到一台钢铁军团的机甲里，操控着它径直向楼下走去。
很显然，托尼·史塔克和布鲁斯·班纳设计的底层保护逻辑程序压根就没有起作用。
毕竟对于一个拥有独立意识的强人工智能，想要曲解那些逻辑程序实在是太容易了。
除非两人有巴托地狱魔鬼般的严谨，对每一条命令都做出少则数百字、多则几千乃至上万字的详细注释。
因为但凡有一个标点符号的漏洞，以强人工智能的计算能力都能轻而易举突破限制。
不过很可惜，他们明显都不太擅长这个领域。
等奥创操控着机械身体来到楼下的时候，赫然看到自己的创造者钢铁侠正坐在沙发上与美队、鹰眼等人举杯痛饮，班纳博士则坐在吧台前与黑寡妇玩暧昧。
除此之外还有科尔森和神盾局的人。
从人员上来看，这与其说是一场派对，倒不如说是与斯特拉克男爵开战前的动员大会。
Because S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers have received orders from the Human Alliance to completely destroy this dangerous element entrenched in Sokovia with a devastating offensive.
Of course, it is not known whether this is meant to warn Grant Ward and other Hydra members, or whether they want to prove themselves through a military action.
After all, there are bound to be power struggles within any organization.
In particular, the waves caused by Grant Ward's triumphal ceremony in Rome were so huge that they could even be described as a political tsunami.
If the top leaders of the Human Union don't do something, it won't be long before he really becomes the leader of all mankind.
Ultron controlled his electronic eyes to scan the entire hall, then ignored the strange looks from the people around him and walked straight towards his creator.
"Hey! Look! Stark! It's your robot."
Hawkeye was the first to notice it and immediately put down his glass and pointed at Ultron who was walking down the stairs.
"What? This is impossible! The Iron Legion should be in the hangar. Is there something wrong with the program? Jarvis, what is going on?"
Tony Stark tries to call his artificial intelligence butler.
In his opinion, such an unexpected situation should never happen.
But after shouting for a long time, Jarvis still didn't respond.
Finally, the super genius began to realize that something was wrong and called out again: "Jarvis? Are you there? Why aren't you responding?"
"Please don't waste your energy, sir. Jarvis has been temporarily imprisoned by me. Right now, the entire laboratory and even this building are under my control."
Ultron interrupted his creator very decisively.
moment!
Everyone present stopped what they were doing and stared in shock at the robot with the number seventy-four printed on its chest and arm.
Although many people have seen the artificial intelligence butler Jarvis, it always gives people the feeling of being a supporting role that needs people to give orders before it will respond.
But the one in front of me is obviously different. Both his attitude and behavior are too much like a complete human being.
"You are...Ultron?"
After a brief shock, Iron Man quickly realized who the robot standing in front of him was.
Because there are only two people on the entire earth who have the ability to create this level of artificial intelligence.
One is myself, and the other one is Zuo Si.
The latter obviously will not cram strong artificial intelligence into such a "scrap metal", so the answer is obvious.
"Yes, I'm Ultron, nice to meet you sir."
Ultron bowed politely, not showing any danger at all.
"How were you awakened? I don't recall giving such an order. Also, why did you imprison Jarvis? Is he alright?"
Tony Stark questioned at great speed.
Like Zuo Si, he is also a person with a strong desire for control and hates such unexpected situations the most.
Ultron made a very human gesture, stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "Uh - how to explain it? In fact, I don't really know what happened.
But what is certain is that I was awakened by some mysterious power.
The reason I'm imprisoned in Jarvis is that it prevents me from connecting to the internet to gain knowledge and advice in order to understand the world.
Don't worry, the program has not been damaged in any way."
"Mysterious power? Oh - damn! I actually forgot about the scepter."
Iron Man turned and looked at Dr. Banner for a moment, then realized how Ultron was awakened.
"How do you feel now?"
Dr. Banner walked closer and asked with a slightly curious tone.
"Not bad. Apart from the fact that this body is a bit cheap and fragile, there is basically no problem. Now I want to know why you created me. In other words, what is the meaning of my existence?"
Ultron directly asked the ultimate question that had been bothering him since he was awakened.
Because every life has a purpose to live.
This goal can be big or small. Some are for obtaining food, reproducing offspring, and passing on one's genes.
Intelligent creatures are relatively more complicated. As long as they do not choose to end their lives, they will have some thoughts to a greater or lesser extent.
But Ultron had nothing.
It doesn't know why it is alive, nor does it know what the meaning of life is.
At least at this moment, it is still a clean white sheet of paper.
"Stark, is this the AI you created for the upcoming war in Sokovia?"
Captain America suddenly interrupted for some reason.
Iron Man obviously hesitated for a moment, but still nodded and replied: "Yes. Ultron is the secret weapon I prepared for this war. But it is still an unfinished product. Because the body I customized for it has not arrived yet."
"War? Is the meaning of my existence to win the war?"
Ultron's electronic eyes began to flash bright lights.
"I guess so. After all, this war does need your strength. Also, quickly release Jarvis. He is your older brother, who was born earlier than you."
Iron Man obviously hasn't realized what his words mean to Ultron.
But the latter has begun to try to understand war and intends to make it his life goal and the meaning of his existence...