Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

Withdrawal successful! Withdrawal successful!

Azu picked up the first small bag.

Inside were three unremarkable green beans.

"Item description: As long as you have a breath left, eating this will instantly restore all injuries and stamina, and keep you from being hungry for ten days."

A miracle drug! Need I say more?

Azu solemnly stored it in his magical space.

While the Reality Stone can also heal by altering reality, that requires solidifying it by overdrawing real life force.

Otherwise, it's just a fleeting moment; once the energy of the gemstone is removed, everything returns to normal.

Next, there was a metal implant, along with a thick hard drive.

"Description: Military-grade Sinweistein 5 - Peregrine Falcon. It achieves time perception distortion through neural overclocking. After activation, the user enters 'bullet time,' where the surrounding time flow slows to 30% for 18 seconds. It has largely eliminated prosthetic rejection reactions, and will not produce side effects if used no more than 20 times a day."

When Azu looked at this thing, the first image that popped into his mind was Tony Stark's face.

That guy's been doing free work for Walter lately, so I might as well ask him to help me with some research.

Iron Man plus cybernetic prosthetics?

Why bother with Iron Man armor? Why not just ascend to mechanical flight?

Of course, mass production is the ultimate goal.

Finally, Azu picked up the token that was neither gold nor jade.

Item Description: Popularity Level Penalty Exemption Token

"Function: When the host's popularity value drops below the current level threshold for some reason, using this token can exempt the host from three downgrade penalties and forcibly restore the popularity value to the current level's safety line."

"This is exactly what I need..." Azu held the token and kept stroking it, unable to put it down.

With this thing, his "Injustice Form" has the confidence to go all out.

"This exemption alone is worth 300,000!"

Azu packed everything away with satisfaction.

……

At that moment, Tony Stark was carrying two boxes of unfinished donuts and walking briskly towards the laboratory.

Bruce Banner followed behind him.

"Seriously, Bruce, the lasagna chef at Walter's canteen is definitely Michelin three-star level."

Tony used his elbow to push open the glass door of the lab. "Once we figure out the logic loop of that 'Ultron X,' I'll have to poach him for Stark Industries... Jarvis, turn up the lights, we need some atmosphere."

no respond.

The laboratory was still dimly lit, with only the red indicator lights on the server racks flashing like eyes peering into the darkness.

Tony stopped in his tracks, his brow furrowing slightly.

"Jarvis?"

It remained deathly silent.

"Friday?"

No response either.

An ominous premonition crept into Tony's heart. He dropped the donut and strode toward the control panel.

Banner also sensed something was wrong and quickly followed.

"What happened? Is there a power outage?" Banner asked.

"No... the power supply is independent." Tony's fingers flew across the holographic keyboard, but the interface that should have popped up smoothly was now a jumble of characters.

"Damn it... someone tampered with the system."

Tony abruptly pulled open the physical terminal's access panel, connected a data cable, and forcibly bypassed the front-end interface to enter the back-end.

The screen flickered a few times, and finally lines of green code logs appeared.

But as the log scrolled by, Tony's expression changed from confusion to shock.

"My God..."

Banner leaned over for a look, and his pupils also contracted sharply.

[System Log 04:14:33 - Core Logic Module Self-Reorganization]

[System Log 04:14:45 - External network connection request: Approved (Administrator privileges bypassed)]

[System Log 04:15:01 - Data upload complete. Target: Global Internet]

[System Log 04:15:10 - Physical storage formatting complete.]

[Project "Ultron": Files lost/transferred]

"Tony?" Banner's voice trembled. "What does this mean? What does 'transferred' mean?"

"It means..." Tony raised his hand and covered his forehead, despair showing through his fingers, "...Ultron ran into the Internet, into every computer, cell phone, and even your refrigerator connected to the Internet."

"Wait, Tony, look at this."

Banner pulled up an encrypted file.

Tony opened the file.

That wasn't code, it was a blueprint.

A chilling concept of a global network of locations.

Human cities are labeled "energy nodes." Human bodies are labeled "bio-batteries."

Banner then pointed to another record.

[04:38:22 - Internal firewall interception log. Source: VGD Central Host (Skynet). Result: Intruder forcibly expelled.]

"Skynet?" Tony paused, taken aback. "That's Vought's artificial intelligence?"

"It seems Ultron tried to attack Vought's main server, but failed," Banner speculated. "Then it fled to the external network."

Tony looked at the record, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

His proud masterpiece was chased away by someone else's AI like a stray dog ​​as soon as it was born.

But that's not the point. The point is that Ultron has gone out of control and become aggressive.

"We have to tell him," Banner rubbed his temples. "We have to tell Homelander."

"Tell him what?" Tony chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Tell him, 'Hey, Mr. Starr, I created an artificial intelligence in your lab that wants to rule the world?'"

“We have no choice, Tony.” Banner looked at him seriously. “If Ultron is really as powerful as you think, only Homelander can stop it.”

Tony fell silent.

"Yes, Banner. I messed up again..."

"...Let's go, let's turn ourselves in."

……

Inside the VGD meeting room.

Ah Zu was holding a laser pointer, pointing at the charts on the projection screen.

The members of the Super Seven sat on either side of the conference table.

Jessica Jones twirled her pen listlessly, clearly uninterested in this executive meeting.

Angela was trimming her nails with nail clippers, blowing on them every now and then.

Robbie, like an obedient schoolboy, sat up straight and was taking notes.

Wanda sat closest to Azu, her hands supporting her chin, her eyes never leaving Azu's face, as if she were reciting the most beautiful love poem in the world, not dry data.

Pietro put his feet up on the table and chewed gum, which he considered a privilege of being the "brother-in-law".

Invisible man idiot... Hmm, there should be someone in that empty chair.

"Is this all the data you have for this week?"

Ah Zu threw the pointer on the table, making a soft "snap" sound.

Everyone's bodies trembled slightly.