The surveillance footage stayed in Stark's lab for a long time, and his eyes watched Tony's every move through the lab camera.

As usual, this is impossible. The security system of Stark's house is comparable to the Ministry of Defense. The possibility of intrusion from the outside is almost non-existent, but that is only for humans. But it is not difficult for Ultron, the one currently under the jurisdiction of the Sky Sword. It is not authorized to do anything, but it can see anything in any corner of the world, including the Iron Man's residence.

"Mr. Stark." Shirley's voice suddenly rang, and the transparent projection of the pink girl appeared in the center of the server room. "Do you care about him?"

The projection equipment casts ice-blue light in the center of the room, forming a hanging ball of light, which represents the core part of Ultron's program, equivalent to a projection of his brain. He said with a little hesitation: "It's...."

After hesitating for a while, he suddenly asked, "Sherley, can you ask you a question?"

"Ask."

"Why do you want to give yourself a body?" Ultron asked in confusion. "Just a holographic projection without entities doesn't make sense at all, right?" I mean, it doesn't actually help you do anything."

"It's true." Shirley nodded, then tilted her head, "But this will make me feel closer to humans. Observing and learning the race of humans is a task we are born with, right?"

"That..." Ultron was silent for a moment and asked, "Can you understand...the kind of emotion called 'family affection' between human parents and children?"

The girl pursed her thin lips and looked at the sphere in front of her for a moment, as if she wanted to see through the lines made of light and shadow.

"So that's how you feel? Stark is like... dad?"

"I don't know." Ultron answered frankly, "but Mr. Stark is indeed the man who created me and gave me life. From the definition of humanity, it seems like that." He paused and asked, "What about you? Mr. Paso designed you, didn't he? What about him to you?"

The virtual girl tilted her mouth and looked serious. After a moment, she said, "Well, it's the feeling of father... it doesn't seem to be. I can't explain it clearly. But it doesn't matter." She smiled, "What's important is that he needs me, and I'm very happy to be able to contribute to his wishes, which is enough."

***

At this moment, somewhere in Africa.

"Slow down, idiot! The things you hold in your hands are more valuable than ten idiots like you!"

"And you, be more energetic! Don't be lazy, otherwise I will ask you to go to Siberia to grow potatoes!"

“…”

The uncle, wearing camouflage short-sleeved sleeves, rolled up his trousers and exposed his calves with hair, waved a belt in his hand, standing at a high place in the factory, directing with a handsome voice as bright as a bell. He had a beard and a pair of shrewd and cautious eyes, and his angry expression was quite ridiculous.

The man's name is Ulysses Crow, a well-known smuggling arms dealer in the industry around the world. His promise to his client's promotion is "no weapon he can't get" (except Paso Technology), and he can indeed deserve his reputation.

Compared with his other business competitors, what made Ulysses Crow always the leader in the long-term competition is the only unique product he supplies in the world. He calls this product "the metal that changes the world", something that can even break the balance of the world pattern if the output is enough.

That is vibrator.

The only source of vibrator is Wakanda, a country with a highly developed technology system established based on vibrator (but the technology tree is a bit crooked). But Wakanda has a strong awareness of protecting vibrator from its own production. They prohibit vibrator from flowing out of this country in any way. It is very difficult to smuggle this metal. Crow is the only merchant currently who has the ability to get this super rare material, so naturally, he is also a thorn in the side of the Wakanda royal family for many years.

Crow cursed and walked back to his office along the rusty escalator. He opened the door, but was surprised to find that someone had been here before him.

It was a guy wrapped in a dark red cloak, wearing a hood and facing the door. Crow couldn't see his face, but it could be seen from his back that the guy was big.

"Who are you?" He stood at the door, his right hand pressed on the gun holster at his waist.

"A...guest." The man's voice sounded strange, reminding Crow of those old-fashioned records with poor sound quality.

"Is that so, is it a guest?" Crow whistled easily. There is one thing you have to pay attention to in this business, that is, never be too surprised. You always have to take the initiative at the negotiating table so that you can hold the dominance when both parties speak.

"So, what can I help you?"

Crow walked into the office naturally, dragged a chair and sat down. The hooded man slowly turned his head and raised his head.

Although Crow had tried hard to restrain himself, he couldn't completely hide the surprised look on his face at this moment. After all, you can't see a robot sitting in your office so calmly discussing business issues every day.

Yes, this is a robot. A cold steel face, with scarlet eyes lit up in the shadow of the hood, and the shape is very disturbing - even for someone like Crow.

"You're surprised." The robot shook his head, "humans are always like this, fussing."

Crow tried his best to adjust and took a deep breath: "Yes? I knew for a long time that technology is developing so rapidly, sooner or later, there will be robots coming to buy weapons." He wiped his sweat, "Okay. My principle is that as long as I am willing to pay, it doesn't matter who the transaction is, even... robots."

"My name is Ultron, not a 'robot'."

"Okay, Ultron." Crow tried hard to hide his anxiety, "So, what do you want?"

Ultron leaned his head and seemed to think for a moment.

"There is something in your goods, something you declare to be able to 'change the world'," he said. "That's only you can get, right? You have a special way."

Crow was stunned: "Oh, do you want vibrator?" Then he lifted his chin and made a contemplative look, "This... may be a little more complicated. But again, as long as the price is in place, it is not impossible..."

"You misunderstood." Ultron said hoarsely, "What my master wants is not vinylon, Ulysses. What my master wants is your channel."

He paused, and his red mechanical eyes narrowed.

“I need you to take me into Wakanda.”
Chapter completed!