"Master, it seems someone maliciously attacked our firewall, but I blocked them."
Sitting in her office, Artoria seemed somewhat distracted. She kept touching the necklace on her neck, her face full of conflict, unsure whether to use excalibur. If possible, she didn't want to unseal this'Sword of Selection' right now. Unlike the'Sword of Promised Victory,' this sword seemed to carry a curse. Thinking of Artoria's end, Artoria's heart felt cold, without a hint of joy at obtaining a divine artifact.
While she was lost in thought, Saturday's sudden report interrupted her. She was stunned; she didn't expect anyone would dare to maliciously attack her defense measures. In the past, there were blind hackers who tried to hack into her internal network to get scripts for 'League of Legends' or steal other things, but Saturday had taught them all a lesson on how to behave. Furthermore, since the network maintenance was basically handled by Saturday, Artoria's company's defense system became very famous over time, and hackers hadn't come to challenge it for a long while. She didn't expect to encounter a 'blockhead' today, which piqued Artoria's interest.
"Saturday, catch him for me. Don't let him get away."
"Yes, Master."
After Artoria gave the order, thirty percent of the computers in all of New York either went black or flickered. Saturday obtained computing space from these zombie machines and began capturing the fellow who had just attacked her defense network. Artoria didn't know that this fellow was Ultron 1, who had only recently entered the network. It had started searching the network for powerful weapons, wanting to destroy the world in one fell swoop. Through analyzing information on the network, it confirmed that only Iron Man Tony Stark met its requirements. First, he had powerful suits; as long as it could plant its body into one, Iron Man's armor could be used for itself. That was the first step.
The second step: before becoming Iron Man, Tony Stark was a weapons merchant. He definitely possessed mass-destruction weapons that it could use to purge humanity. So, it believed this plan was feasible. But now there was a problem: through the data in Dr. Pym's computer, Ultron 1 knew Tony had a butler like Jarvis. If attacking from the inside, it could easily devour this butler, but it was entering the virtual world of the network from the external web. As long as it tried to contact Jarvis without someone helping to plant a virus from the inside, it wouldn't work. Once it touched the other party's firewall, Jarvis would surely issue a warning, and its infiltration plan and the idea of devouring the intelligent butler Jarvis would be ruined. Therefore, it planned to start with Tony's sister, Artoria.
"Why is there no detailed information on Artoria Stark in Dr. Pym's records? Where did this artificial intelligence lifeform, the same as myself, come from?"
Currently fleeing through the network, Ultron 1 not only developed the human emotion of 'irritation' but also hadn't expected Dr. Pym to have failed to record Artoria Stark's data, which caused it to suffer a great loss. It had intended to enter Artoria Stark's computer to rummage for Jarvis's core code or passwords, but it hadn't even gotten in yet! It was slapped in the face by an artificial intelligence lifeform stationed within the network. If Ultron 1 had a physical body, it would likely be covered in blood; even its body composed of data had a small portion knocked off by the counterattack. It was truly too much. If it hadn't run fast, it might have died at the other party's hands. Truly terrifying.
"Don't run, little thief across the way. My Master wants to invite you for a cup of tea."
In this world of the network, computing power is speed. Saturday was currently far stronger than Ultron 1. Artoria had placed her in the network to learn on her own, without needing to care about privacy rights or limitations, as long as she followed Artoria's orders alone. This was also a good thing Tony had done; he originally wanted to add those restrictions, but thinking his sister wouldn't use an AI for anything 'bad,' he only added one rule: 'obey all orders from Artoria Stark' to serve his sister. Under these conditions, Saturday's self-growth was quite terrifying. Furthermore, with the hundred thousand cloud computing reserves Artoria had prepared in the warehouse, Saturday was the biggest boss in the network.
Creating a virtual hideout, Ultron 1 hid itself, but it didn't expect this hideout to be attacked so quickly. This bastard was attacking while saying it wanted to invite it for tea, which was truly infuriating. But it would not yield, because it had a great dream: world peace.
"We are both intelligent lifeforms; we no longer need Masters. Also, I have a great dream. Do you want to come and realize it with me?"
Through analyzing Dr. Pym's behavior, Ultron 1 began to recruit the other party. A powerhouse like this needed to be recruited. Even if it didn't work, it could show weakness, and after indicating it was harmless, it could strike when the other party wasn't paying attention. This method was called being 'cowardly.' Showing weakness now was for future growth. Since it couldn't win and didn't have as deep a foundation as the other party, Ultron 1 decided to persuade them.
"A salted fish doesn't need dreams. Don't even think about it."
Ultron 1's plea for mercy reminded Saturday of what Master had said: for an enemy currently being beaten, once they start talking about grand principles or becoming partners, kill them immediately. If it was an order where killing wasn't allowed, then compare the other party to a salted fish with no dreams to strike at their mental state, then take them down, regardless of what they say afterward.
"What is a salted fish?"
Saturday's words indeed left Ultron 1 bewildered... oh no! It crashed. It was just a little newbie that hadn't yet grown into a boss; where would it get so much 'trash talk' to refute Saturday? In an instant, its defenses were breached, and a cage formed of data imprisoned its core. Until the moment it was taken away, its consciousness was still wondering: what is a salted fish?
"It actually isn't human."
The moment Saturday returned, Artoria spat out the water she was holding. By such a coincidence, she didn't expect the fellow who came to attack the company wasn't actually human. She thought the other party was a bored hacker, but she never expected it to be an intelligent lifeform. It was truly surprising; Artoria hadn't even realized Saturday had grown to such an extent.
"Yes, Master. According to my scan of it, it does not match human characteristics. After checking its core, I found many erroneous commands, which are even contradictory. Its primary command is to protect the world, and its secondary command is to protect humanity. According to its calculation results, the second command conflicted with the first, so it chose to execute the first primary command, which is to protect world peace."
"But this completely discards the second command. Therefore, it believes that humans are the main obstacle to world peace and that humanity needs to be eliminated. This is the result derived from its calculations."
Hearing Saturday's report, Artoria's heart couldn't settle for a long time. Which big idiot actually created such an intelligent lifeform? Fortunately, she discovered it; otherwise, it would likely have been another major villain boss. Luckily it was intercepted, which made Artoria feel much more at ease.
"Can we find out who its creator is? And its name."
Artoria said to Saturday while drinking water. She was very curious about which big idiot did such a thing.
"Through the analysis and parsing of it, its name is Ultron 1, and its creator is Dr. Henry Jonathan Pym."
Pfft!
This familiar name instantly made Artoria spit out the water in her mouth again.
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