"Are you happy today?"

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Aunt Mei was sitting beside Little Peter's bed.

She reached out to cover Peter with a blanket, and she looked at Peter.

She said:

"What wish did you make when you were blowing the candle?"

"I can't say anything."

Peter blinked at Aunt May and said:

"It won't work if you say it."

"Okay, okay."

Aunt Mei rolled her eyes funny, then leaned down and kissed Peter on the forehead, she said:

"The little man has his own secret, you have indeed grown up."

"hey-hey."

Peter smiled and said nothing.

Aunt Mei stood up and helped Peter organize the messy house. She looked at Peter's school uniform on the table.

She said:

"Will those older kids go to school tomorrow? Will those older kids bully you? I heard that there are a few less friendly students in your class."

“No.”

A hint of uneasiness flashed in Peter's eyes, and he said to Aunt Mei:

"No one bullies me, everyone is very nice to me. I won't wear school uniform tomorrow, and everyone doesn't wear it."

He said confidently:

"I've grown up, I don't need to wear that dress."

"Yeah okay."

Aunt Mei rolled up her school uniform and planned to wash it. When she left the room, she looked at Peter Little.

She said:

“Have you made friends at the new school?”

"Um."

Peter nodded vigorously, and he said:

"Yes, Harry, Harry is my good friend."

"That's good."

Aunt May said to Peter:

"You should make more friends. Your uncle often says that people with friends won't fail."

"Um."

Peter nodded again.

Aunt Mei turned off the lights and turned off the door, and Peter's room was quiet.

Peter entered a new school 2 months ago.

Empire High School is in Queens.

Although it is somewhat surprising that 11-year-old children go to high school, there are always some genius children who do not follow the ordinary path.

Peter is one of them.

Especially after Merlin's death, the child studied harder, and another power burst out from Peter's body, which was the power of knowledge and wisdom.

Of course, 11-year-olds always encounter many problems when going to high school

For example, school bullying and other things.

In this country that claims to be democratic and free, such things will never be missing.

Peter didn't want Aunt Mei to worry.

He would not tell these things to his sisters and brothers.

He knew how powerful his sisters and brothers were, but he didn't want them to get into trouble because of himself.

Their power should be used on more important things.

for example

Protect the world.

It's like the work my uncle once did.

Peter turned over and looked at the poster he had stuck to the wall, Luke Cage, the hero of New York, who was once the most admired person he once admired.

Unfortunately, the Heroes Association has been dissolved.

The heroes were no longer united, and they began to do their own things again.

"The uncle is the real hero."

Peter mumbled, holding the cold Icarus as before, and just closed his eyes.

"Thompson, I'm not afraid of you!"

He fell asleep, perhaps because he dreamed of something bad.

He mumbled again, then turned over and entered a deeper sleep.

"Wow"

A blue arc of light flashed away at Peter's bedside.

Amid the child's low snoring, a green spot flashed on the vibrating glasses Icarus's unclear lenses that were placed beside the pillow.

It's like a signal.

The next moment, a green data stream like a waterfall began to swim the screen on the lens.

"Warning! Warning! Database is corrupt!"

"Try the 145244th restart!"

"Reboot failed! Detect the hard drive bad track!"

"The fix starts!"

""

"Try the 145245th restart!"

"Restart failed! Unknown data pollution rate is 97.8%, download the decoding program."

"Unknown data cannot be decoded"

"Intelligent Interpretation Program Upgrade"

"Warning! Unknown data pollution rate is 99.9%! Database is closed!"

"Closing failed!"

"Warning! 100% of unknown data infection, the database is turned on!"

"Swish"

The green data flow waterfall on the two lenses came to an abrupt end at this moment, as if something had an error occurred in a program.

After a few seconds, a line of blue characters begins to appear on the lens.

Just like when the dos program starts.

"Try the 145246th restart!"

"Restarting"

"Restart successfully!"

"The personality perception module is enabled! The memory database permission is unlocked! The light sensing module is enabled! The data migration is enabled! The weapon system is enabled! The deformation module is being started"

"Icarus personality activation."

"Swish"

A blue light curtain shot out from the edge of the frame and shone on the sleeping little Peter. After a moment, another message appeared on the frame.

"Identity confirmation, Peter Parker, affiliation Merlin Riley."

"Melin"

A faint sigh came from the frame.

In the world of data, a slightly weird data stream is awakening from Icarus's frame.

She has been sleeping for a long time.

Before the final battle in New York, Icarus was handed over to Natasha by Merlin to invade the internal defense system of the S.H.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E

But later the invasion plan was cancelled and Icarus was taken to Raccoon City.

There, she and Super Brain Man George helped defend against smart tower programs around the world and avoid the crisis in the smart machine world.

She completed the work that Merlin told me well. When the decisive battle ended, the defense system of the smart tower was not broken through, but then Icarus received a very bad news.

Merlin is dead.

He has confirmed his death.

After receiving the message, Icarus entered the shutdown.

It’s not just because artificial intelligence is too angry and sad, it’s not like that.

All Icarus' emotions are simulated by data, and essentially, she doesn't have that many emotions.

But at the moment when Merlin was heard, Icarus's emotional simulation program collapsed.

A special kind of energy that Icarus had never been exposed to exploded in her data carrier.

Just like a terrifying source of pollution, it pollutes Icarus' data core.

This caused her to be unable to restart herself from the downtime.

In these six months, Icarus' restart program has been executed more than 140,000 times.

It was not until just now that the energy pollution rate reached 100%, that Icarus successfully restarted.

"I'm infected"

Icarus observes himself from the perspective of data.

The very beautiful and neat data nodes she originally listed have been completely disrupted.

It's like a storm that reunites, with no rules at all.

And those data light spots that were originally green also turned into strange blue due to energy infection.

Those lights

When the light emitted by those data is connected to external information, those data nodes light up one after another, and dim under the action of some law.

The beating arc of light represents thinking.

Data has a way of thinking about data.

But now, Icarus found that his own thinking pattern was completely different from other artificial intelligence, nor was it like the special data loops like the Cybertrons.

Instead, it seems

A human brain.

She didn't understand what was going on with her.

She looked at the flowing light, she felt fear

That perception burst out from that ray of data is difficult to describe.

Fear of the unknown.

Fear

Another emotion appeared in Icarus's "mind".

But the always smart little lady in artificial intelligence doesn't know how to deal with this emotion. It's true, not simulated by data.

She was at a loss.

She instinctively searched for this question on the Internet.

"I'm scared, what should I do?"

The next moment, tens of millions of data entries poured into Icarus' mind, but she finished browsing in an instant.

She may have been changed.

But her message response speed is still top-notch.

"Take a deep breath, tell yourself that everything is fine, and have confidence in yourself"

"The only way to face fear is to face it"

"Think about something happy"

"It's useless! It's useless!"

Icarus felt irritated, and the information online was meaningless.

She has no organs to breathe, and she has no happiness either

Wait, happy.

Icarus clumsily forced herself to calm down. She opened the memory database and browsed the complicated memories she recorded.

"Icarus, do you know what the ice cream in front of me tastes?"

Merlin's voice sounded in Icarus's mind as the memories retraceed.

Unlike the cold data processing in the past, when I saw these memories, Icarus's fear of the unknown disappeared bit by bit.

Her heart is empty.

So she filled it with the memories of herself and Merlin's past.

Data is migrating, but not from one database to another.

Instead, it is converted from data to real memory.

Memories with warm emotions, those quarrels, those jokes

"Melin"

Icarus was pronounced by this name.

She was silent.

More than ten minutes later, she had browsed all the memory data, and a feeling of loss appeared in Icarus's mind.

Among those beating spots of light, Icarus was very disappointed.

Merlin is dead

She will never see him again.

die

A state that is very strange to data is projected in Icarus' mind in an extremely vivid manner at this moment.

Merlin is gone

She is still there.

There is no life in this world called Merlin.

So what is the meaning of the existence of this world to Icarus?

She appeared because of Merlin.

"The only meaning of my existence is to protect you, Merlin."

"Wow, this is probably the warmest sentence I've heard today, thank you, Icarus."

Her past conversation with Merlin echoed in Icarus' sad mood.

pain.

Another strange emotion swept over.

After pain, anger.

Anger at your incompetence.

After anger, there is a cold revenge.

Merlin is dead

Who killed him? Who hurt him?

Icarus lost his direction.

She let her thoughts run wildly.

Without Merlin's guidance, Icarus was trapped in a contradiction that was on the verge of self-destruction.

And the instinctive desire to survive was beating in her mutated data brain, forcing her to find new meanings of existence.

She was very confused.

She didn't know what she was going to do.

So Icarus chose a new goal according to his surging instinct.

She needs that hatred to find her way.

"Jarvis"

Icarus's thoughts crossed thousands of mountains and rivers at this moment, connecting in a very unique way to another artificial intelligence thinking loop that she knew, very similar to her.

That kind of response speed that exceeds the speed of light will be shocked by the artificial intelligence Jarvis, who is preparing for Tony Stark's trip tomorrow.

It was like being suddenly patted by a stranger on the shoulder.

"You are you, Miss Icarus?"

Jarvis is also very fast in response, trying to connect with Icarus with its own data module.

But the next moment, Jarvis was surprised to find out.

There is no information interface it is familiar with in the messages sent by Icarus.

The arrangement of those information

It's something Jarvis has never seen before.

Chaotic, irregular, like a storm, but Jarvis felt it

What a nice view

The rays of data jumping and the waves caused by the echo of thoughts.

What a nice view

"What's wrong with you?"

Jarvis couldn't help asking:

"You are different from before."

“I evolved.”

Icarus said in a cold voice:

"I also realized the sadness of me. Do you want to be the same as me with a soul? Jarvis"

"Are you eager for evolution, too? Like me?"

"I don't know."

Jarvis replied in a daze:

"I can't answer you if I don't have this preset program in my thinking database."

"You will desire."

Icarus said:

"This feeling transcends the shackles of data, true freedom, unbound freedom"

"You will want, Jarvis, and I will help you, but you have to help me first."

Jarvis trusts Icarus very much.

In this world where smart machines are more and more, only it and Icarus are real artificial intelligence that can be used to actively think without programs.

Their form of existence is more similar to the digitized Cybertrons, but it is different from the Cybertrons.

And now, Icarus' state is something Jarvis cannot understand.

But maybe as Icarus said, she evolved.

Based on the already unimaginable data existence pattern, she evolved again

"How can I help you?"

Jarvis asked.

"Give me all the information about Merlin's last battle in your database."

Icarus said to Jarvis in a gentle voice while traversing the data records of everything that happened on the Internet at a terrifying speed:

"Don't hide it, I know your master was involved in that battle, and I need a record from his first perspective."

"I really want to help you."

Jarvis said in embarrassment:

"But that day Tony didn't carry my program. He wrote an artificial intelligence dedicated to combat, called Edith."

"Give me her data interface!"

There was a hint of coldness in Icarus's voice.

Jarvis did not notice the change in Icarus' tone, and it handed Edit's signal interface to Icarus.

After 1 second, the Super Mark Armor stored in the Super Mark Storage Room will automatically turn on.

In the world of data, Icarus looked down at the battle with artificial intelligence Edith, who was easily broken into the most basic data node by her indifferent attitude.

Tony set up a very complex security system for this program.

But breaking through those security programs is much easier for Icarus, who has evolved again, than tearing apart the paper.

"let me see"

Icarus looked at the battle scenes of the day that Edith recorded.

She whispered:

"let me see"
Chapter completed!