Chapter 560

The Sanctum Sanctorum was still brightly lit. Schiller stood before the magical crystal ball and said to Strange:

"I have a plan."

"As long as we replicate the battle between Venom and Riot back then, and let Ultron smash the Sanctum Sanctorum, he'll be dead."

"We can borrow the power of the Demon Gods to deal with Ultron. He doesn't know magic, and the methods of the Demon Gods are exactly his blind spot in knowledge."

"At the same time, the Sanctum Sanctorum closing for business can also be considered a kind of hunger marketing, which can better improve our user stickiness."

"At the same time, the Sanctum Sanctorum is also within the reimbursement scope of S. H. I. E. L. D. Last time this place was smashed, it solved a season's worth of funding for Nick. But after all, last time it was a sudden event, and there was no reward for you. This time if it gets smashed again, you can consider how much of a kickback you want."

Schiller looked around the situation inside the Sanctum Sanctorum and said: "Exactly, you can change your decoration style again. How about making the decoration more modern this time?"

Strange smiled and said: "I think it's not bad. At least my office should be more modern. I've had enough of that creaking rocking chair."

"However, who should we send to lure Ultron here? Or rather, what is more attractive to him?"

Just then, Schiller's phone rang. After answering it, he said: "Dr. Pym?... That's right, you've already arrived downstairs? Alright, I'll send someone to pick you up."

Hanging up the phone, he shrugged, looked at Strange, and said: "Send someone to lead Dr. Pym up, and then arrange a Great Mage for him. Once Ultron arrives, use a portal to transfer him."

Strange gave an OK gesture and went down to pick up the person. When Pym arrived at Strange's office, he was still in a state of being dumbfounded, because from the surface, this was indeed a magical building exuding a magical atmosphere.

"Alright, Doctor." Schiller said to Pym, who was still a bit dazed: "Next, someone will take you to visit. Mr. Strange and I have something to do, so we'll leave first."

As he spoke, Schiller gave Strange a wink, and the two left the room. Until they walked to the downstairs of the Sanctum Sanctorum, Strange asked: "What's wrong? Why can't we stay there?"

"When Ultron hits later, do you want to be covered in dust and look disheveled? Let's just wait at Stark Tower."

After saying that, the two got into a car and drove all the way to Stark Tower.

When they arrived at the lab, Peter was changing into his Spider-Man suit. Seeing them arrive, Peter said: "Just in time, you guys help me watch this screen. There's Ultron's movement here, I'm going to the front line."

"Reincarnation Paradise"

"Has he arrived yet?" Schiller looked at the many lines on the magical crystal ball, where a shining light point was approaching New York City.

"That's right, I don't know why, but his goal seems very clear, heading straight for New York. Steve and the others have already gone over, and I'm going to participate in the battle now."

Seeing Peter's very serious expression, Schiller frowned and asked: "What's wrong? Isn't it just dealing with a newly born artificial intelligence? Why are you all so nervous?"

"He's not just a newly born artificial intelligence. He blocked all my hacking attempts. It's very hard to judge now how he evolved so fast, and to what extent he has evolved."

After speaking, Peter put on his web-shooters and jumped directly from the open window. Watching Peter's figure swinging high, Schiller muttered to himself somewhat puzzled: "Blocked all of Peter's hacking attempts? Is the newborn Ultron that strong?"

He frowned and thought for a moment, then snapped his fingers. Turning his head, he saw the tall Khonshu sitting on the sofa next to him.

Schiller also walked over and sat down, and Strange sat opposite him. At this moment, Iron Man Stark, wearing his suit, walked in. Schiller looked him up and down, then asked: "How is it? Are you and Jarvis ready?"

"Jarvis... he ran into a little problem, so this time we'll do it ourselves." Stark's tone was unnatural. Schiller stared at him and sighed helplessly: "Are you sure it's him who ran into a problem, and not you?"

"Of course, when I was debugging him, I found a small problem, so he can't go to the battlefield now..."

"Tony, has anyone ever told you that when you lie, your breathing frequency is completely different from usual?" Schiller stood up and walked to Stark's opposite side. Stark looked up at the ceiling, seemingly completely not understanding what Schiller was talking about.

"He has to be independent one day. You've already turned him into the kind of mechanical monster in horror sci-fi movies. What exactly are you still worried about?" Strange also stood up, walked over to persuade: "I've never seen such an outrageous robot. Never mind fighting Ultron, some Demon Gods from the Sanctum Sanctorum would get beaten up if they came."

"Hmm... I have my own plans. Anyway, as long as this matter is resolved, isn't that enough?" After Stark finished speaking, he turned and left, seemingly unwilling to stay for even another second. After he left, Schiller and Strange looked at each other and shook their heads.

They walked back to the sofa and sat down, even opening a bottle of wine. Schiller said helplessly: "If he has children in the future, he will definitely be the kind of father who dotes on his children to the point of madness."

"First-time fathers are always like this, feeling that their children will encounter monsters everywhere outside the home." Strange took a sip of wine and said: "It doesn't matter, anyway, it's just a robot. If we really can't beat him, we can just call for more help."

Schiller also nodded. He didn't take this matter seriously at all. Although Ultron appeared many times in the original work, the ways he failed were also many.

His trait of infinite evolution is somewhat like Doomsday in DC, but far less powerful than Doomsday. And now, the Doomsday egg is in his hands. If it really doesn't work, he'll just release a Doomsday and let the two of them fight each other, seeing who evolves faster, and then let the battlefield drift for tens of millions of light-years to plague the purple potato essence.

Just when Schiller and Strange were drinking calmly in Stark Tower, it was not calm at the entrance of the New York highway.

With a loud "bang," a shining shield flew past the road, hitting an unmanned car. The car lights flickered twice, like lonely ghost fires in the pitch-black night sky.

More cars rushed over. A black shadow swung over, stood in the middle of the road, and blocked a sports car rushing over at high speed, his figure motionless.

Spider-Man resisted the car's bumper with both hands, lifted it up fiercely, grabbed the car, swung it twice, and smashed it into the cars next to it.

It was late at night, and logically, there shouldn't be so many cars on the highway entering New York. Clearly, they were all controlled by some kind of existence.

"Find him!" Steve shouted: "He must be hiding somewhere!"

Spider-Man narrowed his eyes and concentrated. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the toll station at the highway entrance. A figure was standing there.

Feeling that he had been discovered, the figure ran toward the center of New York City at high speed. Without Steve's command, everyone began to chase that figure.

Steve accelerated first and then waved his hand, throwing his shield. But the figure seemed to have anticipated his move, rolled to the side, dodged the shield, and then climbed up a tall building in three steps, starting to speed across the roof.

Spider-Man was always chasing closely behind him, using his web-shooters as shooting weapons, wanting to interfere with his movements, but the black shadow didn't fall for it at all.

The lights of the building flashed past, and everyone saw that the black shadow, which was not much different from them, was actually a robot.

He was matte carbon black overall, with some parts in dim silver-gray. The mechanical structure appeared very simple, without any exposed lines, and the body size and limb proportions were exactly the same as a human's.

"Ultron?! What's going on? Didn't they say his body was made of vibranium?" Spider-Man shouted puzzledly: "What kind of vibranium alloy is this? How come it has this texture?"

But doubt was doubt, he still tried hard to chase that figure. Spider-Man's speed was faster than Ultron's, but Ultron seemed to be able to predict his movements and could accurately dodge Spider-Man's interception every time.

Looking at the direction he was heading, Spider-Man was even more confused. He said: "Where is he running to? Is that direction the Sanctum Sanctorum?"

And just then, another figure descending from the sky blocked Spider-Man, Steve behind him, and the rest of the Avengers.

It was Iron Man Stark. Spider-Man said anxiously: "Mr. Stark! What are you doing?! We have to chase that robot, he's very dangerous!

Stark looked around and then stretched out a finger, making a "shh" gesture in front of his mouth.

He landed, beckoned to the others, and several people gathered around. After they formed a circle, Stark clapped his hands and said: "Listen, I have a plan..."

Schiller and Strange, far away on the top floor of Stark Tower, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the small black shadow heading straight for the Sanctum Sanctorum. Strange breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It seems he isn't that powerful after all. Isn't he still taking the bait?"

"Forget it, I'd better go over, so as not to let the agents fight and affect ordinary people."

After saying that, Strange turned and left, leaving only Schiller standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the scene there.

But not long after Strange left, the situation changed. The black shadow passed by the Sanctum Sanctorum but didn't stop, instead running straight ahead. From his direction, the straight line continuing forward after crossing the Sanctum Sanctorum was Stark Tower.

After approaching the vicinity of Stark Tower, Ultron suddenly accelerated, rushing over at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.

Schiller turned his head immediately, but the expected alarm didn't sound, and the safety defense measures didn't react either.

Schiller reached out, and an umbrella appeared in his hand. The sharp blade at the front of the umbrella was faintly visible.

Suddenly, a "beep-beep" sound rang out, and the lights of the entire Stark Tower lit up suddenly, illuminating the surrounding night sky like daylight.

Schiller was dazzled by the sudden light, and when his vision recovered, a black shadow was standing at the door. It was Ultron.

Schiller looked at the robot at the door and was a bit stunned, because this robot was very handsome, and it was shiny and new. It was even wearing a shirt, a suit vest, suit pants, and leather shoes.

"Bang!"

Countless ribbons sprayed from the ceiling, covering Schiller. He stood frozen in place, looking left and right. Just then, a Happy Birthday song rang out.

The ceiling directly in front of Schiller opened, and a metal rack fell in front of him. On it was a huge three-layer cake, with "Schiller Rodriguez—Happy Birthday" written on the surface of the cake.

Ultron walked in first, followed by the Avengers who swarmed in. Stark "whooshed" and flew in front of Schiller, then "bang" opened a bottle of champagne, and everyone shouted:

"Happy Birthday!

!"

Everyone began to cheer. Schiller took a deep breath, made a virtual gripping gesture in the air like a music conductor finishing, and said: "Stop!"

Everyone quieted down. Schiller sighed and asked: "What's going on? How come Ultron... and..."

With a "click," Stark's faceplate rose. He had a triumphant smile on his face, walked over, and said: "Tricking you is really not easy, right?"

"However, the one who tricked you wasn't me, but Jarvis."

Stark walked over, glanced at the cake, and then said:

"Actually, long before we confirmed Ultron's existence, Jarvis had already tracked the existence of this intelligent life."

"The reason Ultron hated his creator so much when he was born was actually because when he shared brain waves with humans, the emotional module impacted his logic module, causing an error. And Jarvis corrected this error and rewrote his underlying protocol. Now, he has become a very normal intelligent butler."

"Alright, actually it's like this."

"Before, I always wanted to return a favor to you, even going so far as to drag Strange and Loki along, wanting to use the alien invasion of Earth to attract the attention of those agents so they wouldn't bother you. Clearly, this plan failed."

"But just a few hours ago, when I was debugging Jarvis's program, he told me there was a better way, which was to give you a birthday surprise."

Schiller turned his head and glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall. The calendar hadn't been flipped yet, so it was still the day before his birthday, but now it was past 12 o'clock at night, so logically, it was already his birthday.

Just then, a slight mechanical sound rang out. Ultron walked over, stroked his shoulder with his hand, bowed, and then said: "Hello, my name is Ultron, and I will be your future intelligent butler."

"That's right, this is the birthday gift we prepared for you." Stark walked up, patted Ultron on the shoulder, and said: "Jarvis also helped you change into his body. This body was built entirely according to your preferences for robots. Precisely because of this, we were delayed for a while."

"The reason Peter couldn't hack in before, and the reason they couldn't catch up to Ultron, was because it was actually Jarvis controlling Ultron. Jarvis knows us too well."

"Tricking you is indeed very difficult. I had to make you think that I was anxious and panicked because I was worried about Jarvis, so I could trick your mind-reading ability."

"However, I was also tricked by Jarvis. He didn't tell me in advance that he had prepared a gift to help me return your favor. So, we're even."

"Then... Happy Birthday, Schiller."

Schiller saw that the screen hanging on the wall opposite him suddenly lit up. On it was a smiley face made of symbols.

Schiller looked at the smiley face and smiled as well.

He thought, the pile of plans he prepared didn't come in handy at all, the clues and inferences he investigated turned into a farce in the end, the passionate chase with the villain was all acting, and the big drama of various forces entering the arena ended with just a "Happy Birthday."

If he were really the protagonist of a novel, this would truly be a rotten story.

The glass curtain wall of Stark Tower revealed warm, cozy light. The light flickered constantly, figures came and went, and when laughter and cheers rang out, the first heavy snow of winter arrived.

At this moment, in the high sky where the cold wind was biting and snowflakes were dancing, Loki, holding a hammer, looked at the unusually calm New York tonight, her face full of confusion.