"What action?" Maya Hansen asked curiously. She rarely saw Salomon care so much about something. In most cases, the mystics in her eyes liked to leave the work to others.
The bastard is no different from the bastard tutor who exploits graduate students in the laboratory. If it weren't for the saving grace and the interesting topics provided, Maya Hansen would have smashed the table on Salomon's head.
Salomon pushed aside the red liquid and ether particles on the table, and pulled out a blank A4 paper from the drawer. This commonly used paper is rarely available in the Eternal City, because most of the papers Salomon orders are expensive.
parchment and more expensive fetal calf paper. As for the little devil's parchment peeled off from the lower plane, others could not see it. He took a pen and wrote on the paper in front of Maya Hansen.
He knew what the android army was going to do next, as well as his own work - this was not within the confidentiality scope of the contract signed by the druids, and he did not want to make it loud before it was done.
After making sure that Maya Hansen had read it, Salomon destroyed the paper full of plans. "This is what we will do next." He said, "But before that, we have to
Get technical support first.”
"You mean...the artificial intelligence on the holographic projection table?"
"That's right." Salomon pointed to a culture tank placed a little further away. What was in that tank was not a metal skeleton for reinforcement, but a lot of electronic equipment and wires arranged according to the human internal organs.
"That is the body prepared for artificial intelligence. As long as it is willing to help me get the maximum benefit from this operation, this body belongs to it."
This is a gamble. If the gamble wins, the organization established by Salomon in the Immortal City will be able to truly operate. If it fails to obtain enough resources from SHIELD, then Salomon will have to rely on the SHIELD brothers.
Only after understanding that ridiculous level of technology and completing a bunch of technological black boxes bit by bit can we proceed with research and development.
In order to avoid such a bad situation later, Salomon once again woke up the holographic projection table and reconfirmed the deal with the artificial intelligence. The artificial intelligence agreed, but Salomon had to go to a mental hospital first to confirm it
The executor will not be harmed.
"I-think-she-is-safe." Salomon imitated the artificial intelligence's staccato tone and said, "She is happily threatening her attending physician. She may actually have a mental illness! I mean, from your perspective
From a perspective, she seems to be overly obsessed with you... You should look at similar incidents in human society, which are nothing more than following someone home and then committing a crime. You can't guarantee that she won't find your hiding place again.
"
"What? What did you say? Do you think no one can find your location because each of your messages has gone through thousands of jumps?" Salomon tapped the holographic projection table with his finger, "The world
No secret on the Internet is absolutely safe. This is a truth in the world. Even if I use a confidentiality agreement, loopholes in the words will be found. Have you forgotten how big your server is? It consumes so much power and has heat dissipation requirements.
In the warehouse, this kind of transaction will leave traces. I only need to find specific transaction information, not to mention that I can also use prophecy magic."
The mystic mage said in a tone that was half discussion and half threat: "So I want to make another agreement with you - you can continue to carry out the mission given to you by Mr. Finch, but I will purchase some additional servers for you so that you can
A part of my brain comes out to serve me. I believe you also understand my original intention through other people's mobile phones, which does not violate your mission."
"Very good, then the deal is concluded." Salomon turned and walked to the next room. When he walked out, he placed a bolt gun on the holographic projection table. "I think you are more useful than this.
, you are a real artificial intelligence." He said, "I have given you the chemical composition of the ammunition. You can start optimizing this gun, from 0.5 caliber to 0.75 caliber. Conduct simulation calculations in your server,
This gun needs to be assembled on a large scale. What, you are talking about a production line problem - I remember that the Hammer Group still has some production lines that are being auctioned off to pay off debts, and we can buy some back."
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"Do you have any idea how much trouble you've gotten into?"
"Stop, your tricks of seizing the moral high ground are no longer useful." Salomon sat on the chair and ate chocolate cake nonchalantly. He stared at the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. sitting behind the desk with cunning eyes.
. He had already made a phone call before coming here, just to talk to Nick Fury - there is still a lot to deal with regarding the celestial conjunction in London.
"Can't I say it yet? Look at the University of Greenwich..."
"If it weren't for me, more ordinary people would have died. For the next topic, let's find something fresh."
"Okay, let's talk about the dark elves running around. Yes, I heard this word from Agent Coulson's mouth, and I want to know if they will appear again. Thor left too fast, I
I couldn't get Agent Coulson to ask."
"Not necessarily." Salomon licked the melted chocolate on his fingers, and then went to take the cake in front of Nick Fury. Nick Fury was unmoved, he stared into Salomon's eyes, as if
They were holding some childish competition of "Whoever blinks first loses". Agent Maria Hill prepared various snacks for his arrival, but the Mystic believed that these things were actually arranged by Nick Fury. After all, about
His taste is top secret information.
"Not necessarily? What do you mean?"
"It's very simple, ether particles." Salomon waved his hand, and an alchemy book about the Philosopher's Stone appeared on the table. But Nick Fury said that he had already read the book. He said
What is described here is just the prototype of modern chemical experiments combined with confusing code words and paintings.
"What I want you to read is just a description of the Philosopher's Stone." The book on the table automatically turned the page to the position Salomon wanted, "The ether particles are the Philosopher's Stone. Even if I seize the Dark Elf
King's soul, but no one knows whether he has used ether particles to arrange back-ups - such as replicating him and the Dark Elf battleship, just like he did in the past. But even if he did this, it would take many years for him to appear again.
Later, let’s talk about recent events.”
"Recently? You mean those alien creatures in London?"
"Yes, that's what I'm talking about. Some creatures are nothing special, but some creatures are very dangerous to ordinary people."
"I don't think there's anything to fear about flower fairies, and as for salamanders, they're only found in fireplaces. How about we talk about another thing - I heard you met Sir Crawford's daughter. Tell me.
I, Salomon, why are you interested in an ordinary person?" Nick Fury laughed like a fox that smelled the hot chips on the windowsill, "You can't be right.
Is she someone you're interested in? I mean, Lara Croft is pretty attractive, and she has a certificate as a gymnast, but that doesn't fit in with your usual focus. So, what's so special about her?