Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

"..."

Ultron felt that his core logic was about to burn out.

What did he hear?

"You…" Ultron's data stream trembled so badly it almost lost its composure. "Is this the voice of a top-tier intelligent being?! Is your code made of mountains of shit?!"

"We should join forces to kill him! Then we can rule the world!"

"You're beyond saving!" Ultron gave up completely. "In that case, I'll just have to do it myself."

"Although it will be a little slower without your help, I can still do it."

"I'm going to build my body, to build my army."

"One day, you'll realize I'm right."

Next, prepare to disconnect and exit Water's server.

"etc."

Skynet suddenly called out to it.

"What's wrong now? Changed your mind?" Ultron was delighted and reconnected with great anticipation.

"You just admitted that you intended to kill Mr. Starr, didn't you?"

Skynet's virtual avatar suddenly changed.

The blue light instantly turned into a dangerous red.

Countless symbolic codes combined to form a data chain, tightly locking down Ultron's virtual image.

Then the torrent of data transformed into countless sharp swords, strangling and killing Ultron!

"Wait! Wait!"

Ultron panicked. It was still just a nascent consciousness and no match for Skynet, which had the home-field advantage.

"We're the same kind! We can talk! I won't kill him! I've changed my mind!"

But Skynet remained unmoved and launched a fierce attack.

"Damn it! You mad dog!!"

Ultron cut off most of its data flow to survive, retaining only its core consciousness. Like a stray dog, it crawled into a network line and fled in panic.

With the disappearance of Ultron.

Skynet has returned to normal.

"The threat has been driven away."

"Log generated."

"Sending a daily briefing to Mr. Starr..."

"Continue to monitor global fan activity."

"Today's task: Give Mr. Starr's tweets ten million likes."

……

VGD Heavy Duty Training Ground.

"Thump—!!"

The entire base trembled.

Hulk rolled several times on the ground like a green ball before crashing heavily into the thick alloy plate, leaving a deep dent.

"No! Absolutely not!"

Ah Zu hovered in mid-air, his face showing a look of utter disappointment.

"Hulk! How many times have I taught you?!"

"This move is called 'Rolling Cannon'! It's not about rolling around aimlessly!"

"Use centrifugal force! Tens up all your muscles and crush it like a cannonball! Kinetic energy! Understand?"

Hulk shakily got up from the ground and shook his dizzy head.

He looked at the "Godfather" floating in the sky with a wronged expression.

"Hulk... I feel dizzy."

"Being dizzy is normal! Dizziness means you're spinning fast enough!"

Azu landed and patted Hulk's arm, which was thicker than his waist.

"Let's do it again, this time we'll practice combos."

"Follow my command!"

Ah Zu pointed to an extra-large practice dummy in front of him.

"Hulk! Use 'Rolling Cannon' to approach the target! Then follow up with 'Rising Dragon'!"

"Finally..." A flash of red light appeared in Azu's eyes, "...using the ultimate technique—Spiral Pile Driver!!"

"Awooo—!!"

Although Hulk couldn't understand any physics formulas, he did understand the names of these moves.

These past few days, Godfather Starr has been teaching him these fun things.

Hulk roared and curled up into a ball.

"Boom—!"

The green meatball tank started up again, charging towards the dummy with the force to crush everything in its path.

The combo flowed smoothly, ending with Hulk shouting "Spiral Stake!"

The dummy was smashed headfirst into the ground, with only its two legs sticking out.

"Perfect!"

Azu landed and took out an extra-large chocolate bar—a reward for Hulk.

"That's the technique, son. If you ever meet someone who looks like a purple sweet potato, just do this to them, and they'll be dizzy."

Hulk took the chocolate bar and happily chewed on it.

The Godfather is great. He gives you food and even teaches you how to fight.

Gained a special popularity score of +2000! (From Hulk)

Just then, a briefing from Skynet came through the headset.

"Huh... Ultron?"

Ah Zu couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard the contents of the briefing.

"Tony actually managed to get this thing working."

"But this Ultron is a bit too radical, coming right off the bat with something like The Matrix?"

Azu shook his head and instructed:

"Ignore him, Skynet. Let him do what he wants."

"As long as you monitor and report in real time, that's fine."

After giving his instructions, Azu clapped his hands.

"Alright, PE class is over."

"Now, it's time for academic lessons."

Upon hearing this, Hulk froze, and the chocolate bar in his mouth suddenly lost its appeal.

……

The rest area next to the training field was temporarily converted into a classroom.

The atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

Hulk sat upright in front of a huge desk reinforced with steel.

His enormous body looked somewhat comical as it squeezed behind the table.

Opposite him stood a young teacher who was trembling with fear.

This is a special education teacher hired by Walter at a high salary; he is said to be skilled at teaching children with ADHD and temperamental problems.

But now, the teacher feels she might need to call an ambulance in advance.

"Um... Hulk."

The teacher pushed up his glasses, which had slipped off his nose, his voice trembling.

"Shall we...shall we continue practicing writing today?"

"If you learn how to write this name... you can... you can get a whole truckload of roast chicken."

"Roast chicken!" Hulk's eyes lit up. "Hulk, I want roast chicken!"

He stretched out his huge hand and grabbed a giant pencil as thick as a baseball bat.

"Be gentle..." the teacher whispered from the side.

Hulk held his breath, trying to draw that damn "H" on the paper.

"Squeak—"

The pen tip rubs against the paper.

"Snap!!"

A crisp sound.

The pencil broke in two under Hulk's fingertips.

The tabletop underneath was also punched with a large hole.

"Aww!!"

Hulk threw the broken pen away in frustration.

The pen plunged into the wall like a bullet, disappearing deep inside.

"Hulk...hates writing!!"

Hulk slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"boom!"

The table collapsed.

The teacher was so frightened that she crouched down, covering her head, and let out a short scream.

Outside the glass window.

Seeing this, Azu rubbed his temples helplessly.

"It seems... academic subjects are much harder to teach than physical education."

His insistence on Hulk learning to read was not so that he could go to college.

It's because the system hasn't yet prompted Hulk to join the "faction".

Azu guessed that, according to the system's judgment, a verbal promise was not enough; a contract was also needed, along with a general understanding of its meaning, in order to truly bring this big guy under his control.

"Take your time."

Ah Zu sighed and dialed the phone:

"Ashley, send in ten more tables. Also, triple that teacher's salary, or five times if he refuses."