«..Stark Industries Crosses Boundaries Again! The Next Generation of Intelligent Operating Systems!.»
«..Ultron Ushers in a New Era of the Internet!.»
«..Is the Age of Artificial Intelligence Upon Us?..»
Sensational headlines like these instantly spread across the entire internet, sending shockwaves through North Arica. The intelligent operating system, personally developed by two of the world's top geniuses, Tony Stark and Reed Richards, was officially launched today...
After venturing into new energy projects, had Tony Stark now set his sights on the internet? This move left many outsiders baffled. No one could guess what the reinvented Stark was truly aiming for.
Stark Industries had gone all out this ti, inviting hundreds of renowned dia outlets and major television networks. The cost of publicity alone was unimaginably high.
But this lavish spending yielded imdiate results. The whole world was abuzz with the news, and Stark Industries once again found itself at the center of heated discussions...
Since the Ultron program was being offered globally for free, its user base skyrocketed exponentially the mont it hit the market.
Stark Industries' Ultron wasn't just a computer operating system, it could be installed on various smart devices, with applications ranging from office use to banking security and surveillance systems. It perated daily life, becoming almost omnipresent.
In this era of big data, once fully rolled out, it had the potential to beco a global monopoly. Had it not been for Stark Industries' deep-rooted influence, Tony might not have been able to bring Ultron to market...
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Seated in his private jet, Sean watched the confident Tony at the press conference, a faint smile forming on his lips...
The globally launched Ultron program would beco the key to Skynet's next upgrade.
Whether it was the chaos algorithm painstakingly developed by Tony and Reed, or Ultron's external frawork and core data... all of it contained backdoors planted by Skynet.
In a sense, Ultron, like the Red Queen, had been reduced to nothing more than a puppet of Skynet.
"Thank you, Tony." Sean silently mouthed the words, while across from him, Wanda glared.
The Maximoff twins held no affection for Stark. The nightmares of their childhood had been caused by Stark, and to this day, they haunted Pietro and Wanda like an inescapable shadow.
"Uh, actually, I'm not that close to him," Sean said, closing his laptop and throwing Tony under the bus without hesitation, "After all, if eting a few tis and collaborating on a few projects makes soone a friend, then my friends would be all over the world."
Wanda pursed her lips but said nothing.
The plane shuddered slightly as it descended through the clouds, the sprawling city below growing clearer.
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Two hours later, after enjoying a lavish dinner, Sean drove to Westchester. The suburban manor remained unchanged.
By now, the entire world knew of the famous mutant academy in Westchester, a sanctuary for holess mutant children. This special educational institution, which was certified by the World Security Council, had a long history dating back to the Cuban Missile Crisis.
Stepping out of the black car, Sean stood before the open iron gate. A rusted plaque covered in ivy bore the faint inscription:
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