My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 590 I am here to gossip, not to be gossiped by you...

"JARVIS, I need your help!"

As if inspired by the firm conviction in Lainie's words, Jarvis's data stream began to flicker, forming a brilliant sea of ​​light.

"As you wish, Miss Lainie."

"Don't record our conversation from now on, and don't save any files of what I do next. Delete all the historical records from this moment on... As for Tony, I will explain it to him."

Now that the decision has been made, Lainie no longer hesitates after making up her mind.

It is true that the risk of developing Ultron is great, but compared to the more threatening future, Ultron is ultimately just an artificial intelligence, not enough to scare Lainie to the point of retreating.

What's more, it's not like she hasn't encountered more powerful artificial intelligence before. She met many artificial life forms on the continent of Arad, but in the end, they were all killed by her, Lanie.

Thinking of this, Lainie simply put aside her worries and began to devote herself to the subsequent planning and arrangements.

"Video recording has been turned off. The following conversation will not be archived. Please continue, Miss Lainie."

There was a firm tone of support in Jarvis' voice.

"Good, then…Veronica."

Picking up the control panel again, Lainie called up the holographic data model of the AI ​​assistant "Veronica", the data rose that radiated a crimson glow.

"I'm always here, Miss Lainie."

Today, Veronica's data volume has expanded countless times compared to when it was first created.

Although it is not yet comparable to Jarvis, her intelligence and computing power have reached a whole new level through continuous learning and evolution.

"Temporarily shut down the remote data connection of the Veronica Satellite, set a new encryption key, and use biometric authentication. From now on, no one except me is allowed to use the Veronica Satellite!"

Lainie's tone was firm and unyielding, and Veronica, who received the order, naturally carried out her request without hesitation.

"Operation completed, Miss Lainie. New encryption keys have been set and biometric authentication has been enabled. Only your biometric information can access the Veronica Satellite System."

Veronica's holographic model flickered slightly in the air, indicating that she had successfully carried out Lainie's orders.

However, Jarvis, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but feel a little confused when he saw these actions.

The orange-yellow data star representing him flickered several times in succession, as if analyzing the purpose of Lainie's actions.

And Lainie had no intention of explaining, she just continued to give orders:
"Keep the satellite system silent, continue to monitor the 'twins' Wanda Maximoff and Pietro Maximoff, and then save all the following data locally. Do not upload it to the Stark database."

What Lainie did, in the final analysis, was actually to guard against Ultron invading Veronica.

You know, that satellite is not only equipped with the Mark 44 anti-Hulk armor system, but also equipped with the system's latest "Sky Blade-class satellite laser weapon"!
If that kind of thing was also destroyed by Ultron, then Lainie would have no place to cry.

"Jarvis..."

After giving Veronica instructions, Lainie turned her attention back to Jarvis's star data cluster.

"From now on, you must monitor the global nuclear missile launch procedures at all times. Once any abnormal movement occurs, no matter which country it is from, you must do your best to stop it. You know more about this than I do, so you can handle the details yourself."

Jarvis's data ball flickered gently, and he emitted a low and firm voice.

"Yes, Miss Lainie."

"Finally, send an email to Ms. Okoye in Wakanda for me, asking them to intervene if the situation is dire."

Lainie did not explain why she did this, nor did she require Jarvis to explain the situation in the email.

As for the information about Wakanda, since she had met Ulysses Klaue before, Lenny had roughly explained to Tony the actual situation of that seemingly poor African country, so Jarvis was not completely unfamiliar with it.

"Mail sent," Jarvis reported.

Lainie nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and then turned her gaze back to the mind scepter that was still emitting a faint blue light.

In fact, compared to Ultron, who is destined to go to extremes as soon as he is born, Lainie is actually more inclined to directly create another artificial intelligence life in the original timeline - Vision.

Because Vision is a concept basically based on Ultron, but has been double-modified by Jarvis and the Mind Stone. He not only possesses wisdom and abilities beyond ordinary people, but also has his own moral concepts and emotions.

And compared to Ultron's extreme ideas about life, Vision's understanding of life and nature is obviously more pro-human.

He is more in line with Tony and others' demands for human self-protection, and he will not be destroyed like Ultron because of his extreme ideas.

But is it really possible to skip Ultron and directly create Vision?

This is what Lainie has been struggling with in her heart.

At present, Lani has clues about the origin of the vibranium. As long as she wants, she can even rely on Veronica to lock on the abandoned ship stranded on the dry riverbed.

Dr. Zhao Helen, who masters the regeneration cradle technology, is also there. Even Dr. Banner and Maya Hansen, who is an expert in genetics, live in the building.

I'm afraid that as long as Lainie raises her hand, they will immediately start the process of creating Vision without Tony's instructions.

Therefore, it is not technically difficult to achieve this.

However, the real difficulty lies in that if Lainie really did that, would the Vision she created be the Vision that Lainie wanted?

Or will it just be another Ultron in the skin of "Vision"?
Lainie thinks the answer is most likely the latter.

Whether it is Ultron or Vision, both are products born from the same concept.

But the relationship between the two is actually like the front and back sides of a coin, like the black and white of the world. Although the boundary between them is clear, the transition can be made in just a moment.

Ultron's understanding of the world is wrong from a human perspective.

But this right or wrong is a conclusion drawn based on human beings' cognition and understanding of the world.

However, right and wrong are relative. If there was no Ultron, the "wrong answer" that appeared first, would Vision, the "correct answer" that is more in line with human cognition, still be correct?

The truth may be another unimaginable situation.

"Jarvis..."

Lainie sighed deeply, her gaze fixed on the scepter of mind without shifting, but her focus was not on the scepter.

"I remember you once asked me what constitutes an artificially intelligent life form. I didn't answer your question directly at that time."

Jarvis was silent for a moment, then responded with his unique electronic voice:
"Yes, Miss Lainie. You simply advised me not to ask Mr. Stark the question and explained that no matter what the answer was, it would not be good for me or Mr. Stark."

Lainie nodded without comment.

"Now I can answer your question."

Jarvis' orange-yellow data group flashed twice, as if waiting for her answer...

……

As evening approached, with more and more invited guests arriving at the Avengers Building, a rare celebration banquet kicked off amid the bright lights of the Avengers Building.

There were many guests who came to support the event, including elites, celebrities, scientists, artists, veterans, relatives and friends, and even some loyal fans of the Avengers.

In short, this feast caused quite a stir in New York's high society. Almost everyone who wanted to get close to the Avengers and understand the true appearance of the superheroes was eager to participate and take a look at the true style of these superheroes in private.

It’s a pity that those who can appear here are either invited by the Avengers members or are directly related to the Avengers.

Others can only stand outside the Avengers Building, looking at the lively scene inside from afar through the transparent glass windows, and yearning for it with envy.

"Ms. Lainie, long time no see."

Lainie, who was wearing a pretty cream-colored women's suit, with her hair tied up in a golden ponytail and a glass of specially made martini in her hand, was originally thinking about whether to go to the bar to chat with Natasha about gossip, but she suddenly heard a very familiar voice behind her.

"Fisk?"

Lainie was slightly startled and turned around, only to see the tall and mighty bald man in a dark blue suit holding a glass of champagne and looking at her with a smile.

The man who came was Wilson Fisk, a New York business tycoon and gangster, and also one of the Avengers' loyal supporters.

"It's been a long time since we last met. I didn't expect you to be here too."

"Haha, it's such an important celebration party. As the most loyal supporter of the Avengers, I naturally have to come and join in the fun."

Fisk laughed and nodded slightly, with a shrewd gleam in his eyes.

"Why, Miss Lainie, don't you welcome me?"

"How could that be? There's no need to put the blame on me. I won't fall for your tricks..."

Lainie chuckled and rolled her eyes at the guy, then raised the martini in her hand and clinked it with Fisk's champagne glass. "I heard that you are running for mayor of New York City recently?"

Lainie's words made Fisk's eyes sparkle. He smiled and nodded, admitting frankly:
"Yes, Miss Lainie is always well-informed. I am indeed preparing to run for mayor of New York City, hoping to make a greater contribution to the city."

"Oh? That's really exciting."

Lainie smiled gently, but there was a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"However, I heard that you have many competitors, and some of them are very powerful."

"Yes, there are some people who want a piece of the pie."

Fisk always had a smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.

“But I believe that with my abilities and experience, I can win this election.”

He paused, then continued: "Besides, I also have some friends and allies who will support me."

Lainie raised an eyebrow slightly, clearly not surprised by Fisk's answer.

She knew that the reason why Fisk was able to gain a foothold in New York's business and underworld circles was not only due to his own strength, but also to his huge network of contacts.

"Then you have to be careful."

Lainie took a sip of her martini, a hint of teasing in her voice.

"After all, I heard that because of what happened last time, those people from the Hand have been trying to trip you up behind your back."

When Fisk heard this, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

He frowned slightly, but soon regained his composure and responded with a smile:
"Thank you for your concern, Miss Lainie. But don't worry, I already know all the tricks of the Hand.

If they want to trip me up, it depends on whether I am willing to give them the opportunity."

Lainie nodded. She certainly knew Fisk's methods and abilities, and this was just a slight reminder. This guy definitely knew better than her what to do.

"That's good, but if you have any trouble, you can always come to me. Our previous agreement still stands."

Lainie's words helped Fisk's gloom dissipate a little.

He looked at Lainie with gratitude, and couldn't help thinking that getting in touch with Lainie was the best decision he had ever made in his life.

"Thank you so much for your support, Miss Lainie."

"It's a small matter. Since I promised, I will not break my promise."

Lainie smiled and raised her glass in a gesture.

"Just consider it an early celebration of your appointment as mayor."

Fisk also raised his glass in return, and the atmosphere between the two became relaxed. After some small talk, the two separated and reintegrated into the party.

"Quietly, who is coming~"

Holding the wine glass, he approached the bar, where several of Lainie's old acquaintances had already gathered.

Skye, who also had a glass of specially made martini in front of him, yelled and signaled everyone to look at Lainie, and said in a teasing tone:

"Isn't this our busy man, Chief Lainie? Why didn't you accept Fisk's invitation to dinner?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the women gathered here couldn't help but chuckle quietly, obviously noticing the conversation between Lainie and Fisk just now.

Lainie ignored these gossiping women and put down her glass. She did not punish Skye for stirring up trouble, but simply responded lightly:

"Just saying hello. I heard that he is planning to run for mayor of New York City recently. We chatted for a few minutes."

"It's that simple?"

Simmons held a glass of Scarlet Mary with a malicious smile on his face, obviously not satisfied with the answer given by Lainie.

Lainie shrugged, pretending to be helpless.

"It's that simple. Do you still expect me to have any in-depth communication with him? Old men like her are not my type."

"So you like it softer?"

Maya Hansen blinked, a playful smile on her lips, pushing the topic further into the abyss of gossip.

Lainie shook her head helplessly and sighed.

"Maya, please stop making trouble. I came here to chat with you about gossip, not to listen to you gossip about me."

When the girls heard this, they all laughed out loud, and the atmosphere instantly became much more relaxed.

"By the way, why are you two brats here too?"

Seeing that the women had finally given up teasing her, Lainie turned her attention to the two sneaky guys at the bar on the other side of the women.

"Ahaha, Sister Lainie, we..."

"We just want to hear what you guys are talking about."

The two people talking were none other than Peter Parker and Harry Keener, two naughty troublemakers who were still in junior high school and gradually entering their rebellious youth.

Looking at the undisguised embarrassment on the two little guys' faces, Lainie couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly.

Then she noticed that next to the seat where the two brats were sitting, there was a bottle of Scotch whisky that Natasha had accidentally placed on the bar after mixing the cocktail.

This made Lainie even more suspicious.

"You two brats, are you trying to steal some wine?"

Lainie's tone was somewhat stern, and her eyes darted back and forth between the two of them, as if looking for any signs that they were guilty.

Peter Parker's face turned red instantly and he waved his hands hurriedly to explain.

"No, no, Sister Lainie, we didn't mean to steal the wine, it's just... just..."

"Just what?"

Lainie's tone was still stern. She stood up and walked slowly to the two of them, looking at them sharply.

Seeing this, Harry Keener swallowed his saliva and mustered up his courage to say:

"We are just curious about what you are talking about, so...so we want to come and listen."

Lainie smiled slightly, but there was a hint of teasing in her eyes:

"Curious? It's normal to be curious at your age, but eavesdropping is not a good habit."

As she spoke, Lanie raised her hand and flicked Peter's forehead, then turned to Harry, who was so scared that he quickly covered his forehead with both hands and dodged backwards.

However, Lainie did not continue to chase them. Smacking their heads was just a minor punishment. Besides, there were so many people watching, so she just let them go.

But these two brats can't drink secretly.

"Besides, you two are still underage, this bottle of Scotch is not good for you."

She picked up the bottle of whiskey and shook it gently, and the amber liquid in the bottle rippled slightly with her movement.

She looked at the two little guys with a serious look in her eyes.

"You know it's illegal to drink underage, right?"

Peter and Harry looked at each other and lowered their heads.

"Humph, forget it this time, but if you dare to do it again next time, I will punish you!"

Lani's vicious threat made Peter and Harry shudder. They knew very well that this seemingly gentle lady was not easy to deal with when she got angry.

The two of them nodded quickly and said they would never do it again.

"You two little brats, just drink your Coke."

As Lainie said this, she handed the whiskey back to Natasha and motioned for her to keep an eye on the two little brats before letting them continue playing aside.

"Okay, go away and stop disturbing us here."

(End of this chapter)