The Motherland is Coming, but fortunately I Am Doomsday Superman

A fat middle-aged man in a suit opened the door to get out of the car and rang the doorbell.

"Who?" A childish question came from the room.

"Morgan, it's me! Uncle Hogan!" Happy Hogan was clearly in a good mood, and shouted with a smile, "I brought a gift to visit you."

"Oh, a gift?"

Little Loli stood on tiptoe with difficulty, quickly opened the door, and took Happy's gift away.

"Your mother isn't home, is she?"

Happy Hogan looked at the deserted interior of the wooden house and the state of Little Loli, and found that she was not disappointed by it.

Poor child, has become accustomed to being alone.

Happy Hogan felt a little ashamed, so he postponed his appointment with May, and decided to stay here for more at night to spend more time with Morgan, who was alone at home.

After the two finished dinner, they sat on the sofa on the first floor watching TV.

When he learned that Morgan had finished high school, Happy Hogan was stunned: "It's only been a few months, and you've already reached the point where you can go to college?"

"Yeah, it's all thanks to a tyrant..."

Morgan stopped talking halfway through.

"That's right." Happy Hogan looked at Little Loli and wondered: "I remember, Miss Potts once mentioned that you also have an artificial intelligence, what is it called?"

Morgan pursed his lips and didn't answer.

Just then, a news report played on the TV, diverting Happy Hogan's attention.

"This is Venice, Italy. At noon and night today, a huge monster called the Elements appeared here."

"Fortunately, there were two heroes who prevented the disaster from happening. They were 'Monkey Night' and 'Mysterious Guest'..."

News reports also released live video footage.

A fire giant monster bigger than the floor could be seen raging in the city, and a figure in a black tights with spider silk and a helmeted man wearing a cape and armor attacked the monster.

Happy Hogan was flabbergasted and nearly spit out.

Night Monkey?

Another layer of color, he knew it was Spider-Man!

……

the other side.

Italy, Venice, in a late-night bar.

A curly-haired boy in his early 16s and a mature man in armor were sitting at the bar and talking enthusiastically.

"Mr. Quentin Baker, you are amazing!"

Peter Parker was still wearing a black tights uniform, and said with emotion: "It was so easy to defeat the powerful monsters of the Elements."

"this is nothing."

Mysterious guest Quentin Baker has taken off his helmet and said in a low and stern tone: "I just don't want this world, and I have suffered the same cruel encounters as our world, even if I take my own life!"

Peter Parker looked at the deep and upright Mysterio, and suddenly fell into a trance.

"What's the matter, Peter?" Quentin Baker gave a self-confessed sexy smile.

"Mr. Baker, you are very similar to a person in my world." Peter Parker said, taking a pair of smart glasses out of his body: "The owner of this pair of glasses."

Quentin Baker squinted, stared at the smart glasses, and asked in knowing surprise, "What is this?"

"Edith, the security system that controls the world, but I don't think I can have it."

Peter Parker said ashamedly, looked at the smart glasses in his hand, and suddenly remembered something and said, "For the next Tony Stark, I believe you."

"What did you say?" Quentin Baker looked at him curiously.

"That's what Mr. Stark said when he handed me the glasses."

When Peter Parker said this, he looked at the smart glasses and then at Mysterio, and suddenly there was a ray of enlightenment in his eyes: "Yes, it must be like this! He knows every mistake I have made before, he knows I'm definitely not ready for this right now!"

"Then why did he give you these glasses." Quentin Baker put on a puzzled look.

"Because, he may not have entrusted Idisto to me, but entrusted me to choose someone who should have it." Peter Parker was so excited, as if he suddenly found a good reason to put down the heavy stone on his body:

"It made more sense, he always knew I would make the right choice."

"The world needs the next Iron Man, and it won't be me, I'm just a 16-year-old."

"Have an adult, like you, as good as Tony Stark! Can you shoulder this authority and responsibility!"

"Enough!" Mysterious guest Quentin Baker was ecstatic in his heart, but continued to pretend to be unhappy: "Peter, you have to believe in yourself."

"I'm doing the right thing right now."

Spider-Man Peter Parker took a deep breath and said: "I will transfer the authority of this pair of glasses - Edith to you, this is the best for this world, you are a soldier, a leader, and prevent the true nature of the elements. Super hero!"

"You really want to do this?"

Mysterious guest Quentin Baker forcibly restrained his excitement, and still had a solemn expression on the surface that he didn't care about.

It's about to be done!

Quentin Baker secretly said.

"Yes." Peter Parker nodded firmly, turned on the smart glasses directly, and said, "Edith, I want to transfer the authority to Quentin Baker..."

Quentin Baker held his breath, clenched his fists tightly under the table, and suddenly asked subconsciously, "What day is it today?"

Peter Parker replied without hesitation, "Saturday."

The smart glasses immediately made a confirmation sound: "Are you sure about the transfer permission?"

"Wait!" Quentin Baker suddenly realized something and shouted, "Peter, don't be sure yet!"

But Peter Parker had already been fooled into making up his mind, for fear of being rejected by the mystery guest, he hurriedly added: "Yes!"

"Drip."

In the late night bar, there was a pleasant sound:

"System confirmed, transfer authority to Quentin Baker, Saturday."

……

On the other side, the lakeside wooden house, one of the Stark family properties.

"Happy, come here and don't tell me earlier."

Pepper Potts, who had just gotten off work, pushed the door and walked into the living room, only to see Happy Hogan holding a mobile phone, standing in front of the TV with a dignified expression, while Jr. Morgan sat on the sofa with pursed lips.

"What happened?" Pepper Potts asked curiously.

Happy Hogan's eyelids kept beating, and he asked nervously: "Pepper, let me ask, what is the name of the artificial intelligence hosting Morgan?"

Pepper Potts replied, of course: "If you don't, it's called--

Saturday. "

0025 Destiny Saturday

"The system has determined that permissions have been transferred to Quentin Baker, Saturday."

The feedback sound of the built-in smart system in the glasses made the bar fall into a dead silence in the middle of the night.

Mysterio Quentin Baker couldn't hide his out-of-control emotions, exclaiming in disbelief: "Saturday? Who is Saturday?"

"Saturday?"

Peter Parker muttered: "I remember, Mr. Tony Stark's second-generation artificial intelligence, called 'Friday'."

"What did you say?!"

Quentin Baker put his hands directly on Peter Parker's shoulders, and his pupils were shaking like an earthquake. As a smart person, he instantly connected many previous things together.

But why would you ask that question involuntarily?

Quentin Baker's eyes froze for a moment.

"What day is it today?"

"What day is it today?"

"What day is it today?"

The cold mechanical words suddenly echoed in Quentin Baker's mind.

Since last week, when the first cooperation with Ultron was reached, Ultron has thrown this question for no reason.

at first.

Quentin Baker also felt strange. Later, after a week-long questioning of repeated procedures every day, Quentin Baker became accustomed to it, and took this as a secret code with the artificial intelligence Ultron.

then.

Just now, I was about to get the artificial intelligence Edith from Spider-Man Peter Parker.

Being overly excited and nervous in my heart, I couldn't help but think of Ultron, and remembered the question that Ultron asked the most, the daily question that he knew so well that he used it as a secret, and he opened his mouth and asked it naturally in an instant——

"What day is it today?"

Yes, it is indeed Saturday, the date that Quentin Baker and Ultron set up last week.

But what if "Saturday" is also a name of existence?

Since Iron Man's second-generation artificial intelligence is called Friday, is it normal to have an artificial intelligence called Saturday?

Quentin Baker felt a chill surge up his back, and from the first meeting, the other party had begun to implant hints into himself, and secretly manipulated the overall situation.

For this moment tonight.

Quentin Baker suddenly trembled, grabbed the glasses from Peter Parker's hand, and hurriedly shouted: "Edith, I want to control Stark's global security network!"

"No permission, your permission was removed ten seconds ago."

"how so……"

Mysterio Quentin Baker's eyes turned red, and he turned his angry gaze on Peter Parker.