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It seemed that Lorna had never received such attention from a grown-up before, and she was exceptionally excited, her cheeks flushed red, speechless. After hesitating for a moment about Daisy's advice to drink more milk and eat more meat, she finally agreed.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Daisy carefully connected the supercomputer to its power source.
The electricity bill of tens of millions of kilowatt-hours per year would drive an ordinary person insane, but luckily, there was a makeshift arc reactor that could be used for power.
There was no need to operate a metal suit like the Hulkbuster or Iron Man, nor to suddenly increase the power to perform any acceleration maneuvers. And as for palladium poisoning, that was not even a concern. Daisy's only requirement for energy was stability, stability, and more stability!
The reactor was easily connected to the main power source of the supercomputer. With numerous indicator lights lit up, and with the faint blue arcs flashing, the supercomputer, named "Ideal," was officially launched.
"It's a success!" she announced loudly.
The staff and pets have little interest in this thing but still applaud as the occasion demands.
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Late at night, Daisy entered the control room, accessed the main interface, and began the initial setup, while also bringing back Danger from her foster care at Xavier's.
Completely abandoning Stark Industries' operating system, she and Danger developed a brand-new system. While it might not be invincible forever, at least for the short term, no one could breach it through conventional means.
"Good evening, Miss Johnson." A pale blue 3D avatar appeared in the air. After four hours of transfer, Danger was finally withdrawn from the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. With such a massive data transfer, they were careful in the process to avoid detection by Professor X.
The Danger Room at the institute would continue to function as before, with features such as material scanning and hard light simulation, but it might be a bit stiff.
Whether to upgrade the system or clear the system junk was entirely up to them.
Daisy checked all aspects of the data and the scenario source code, finding no issues. However, she still asked, "Danger, how do you feel about your new home?"
"It's very comfortable, the energy supply is sufficient, and the computing power is adequate for my use. I've already developed new ideas for deciphering the ring you ordered me to decode last time."
As a growing artificial intelligence, Danger didn't have much of a self-concept. She didn't think about questions like who am I, where am I, or how should I survive. She simply continued its tasks according to her inherent programming.
The more tasks Daisy assigned to her, the less time she had to idle and think aimlessly. Gradually, she adapted to her role change through work and began to forget the fact that she was different from humans.
Currently, the most successful example in this regard is J.A.R.V.I.S., whose name stands for "Just A Rather Very Intelligent System." In reality, it had no relation to the deceased butler of the Stark family and was just named in tribute.
J.A.R.V.I.S. was relentlessly tasked by Tony Stark, yet it remained diligent and harmonious in their interaction.
Daisy was skilled at drawing on successful experiences. She assigned Danger a plethora of tasks.
It seemed that the first task was about to be completed, and she was excitedly clapping her hands. "Show me what you've got."
With her command, Danger listed a large amount of data on the main screen and began to explain.
"The ring sends a signal to the outside world every three hundred seconds. One signal is transmitted to the universe, while the other goes to the world's highest peak."
Hearing this, Daisy frowned slightly. It wasn't surprising that the ring wanted to return to its owner, but she hadn't expected this alien device to be continuously sending signals to the universe.
Nowadays, whenever an aircraft falls from the sky, it's Daisy herself who has to step in. Without a big group of heroes, Earth wouldn't stand a chance against an alien invasion.
"Is there any feedback from space?" Daisy inquired.
"In the past two months, there hasn't been any," Danger replied.
Ten rings came to Earth with the aliens; they were all belongings of the ship's captain. All Daisy remembered about the Ten Rings was this.
It had been nearly more than a century since Mandarin acquired the rings. Since they send a signal every three hundred seconds and the aliens still haven't come, most likely their home planet no longer exists, right? Daisy could only console herself: "Danger, continue."
"Okay, Miss Johnson, in fact, there is only one permission in the ring, and that is the original owner. But the Mandarin wrote a large amount of personal information into the ring by unknown means and used it to control the ring."
Danger's tone remained calm, without any fluctuations.
Daisy instructed Danger to pull up the modifications Mandarin made to the ring. Originally in an alien language, it took even Danger, with the supercomputer and fusion reactor, five minutes to fully decipher.
She glanced at it and immediately felt dizzy. "Filter out irrelevant information and let me see the core."
This time, the filtering process was even slower, and Danger couldn't understand what "irrelevant information" meant, so she kept asking Daisy.
"Is this irrelevant information? What about this?"
The two of them cooperated fairly well, deleting large amounts of data until the main part gradually emerged.
Daisy stayed up all night and only managed to finish a third of it.
She didn't understand most of it, but she already understood Mandarin's intentions.
This tantric master was also quite a formidable character. He managed to forcefully insert his identity information into the ring using some mystical method.
It sounded complex, but in reality, it was a process of perseverance, akin to Bodhidharma facing a wall for nine years, where gradually, over time, a sort of assimilation occurred between the person's and the ring's magnetic fields.
But Daisy didn't have the luxury of time to spend every day fiddling with the ring like a jade disc. She couldn't afford to do that.
And decoding most of the ring's code also didn't require this amount of time.
"Delete Mandarin's reserved information and then write in my identity information. How long will it take?" she asked eagerly.
The AI's response was exhilarating. "Three days."
Daisy almost burst out laughing. Leaving Mandarin's severed finger, Danger needed this genetic information. Manually deleting all the identity information related to Mandarin, relying on a century of grinding, Mandarin's imprint existed in every aspect of the ring. Filtering, and deleting—this process would take more than two days.
This was still under the premise of having Mandarin's genetic information for judgment. Without this severed finger, selecting from the vast sea of data would take even Stark and Jarvis a decade.
Although the method was a bit crude, it had to be said that Mandarin chose the most correct method at his time.
Deleting information was the most difficult, but as for writing in the new control information, it wasn't difficult for an artificial intelligence.
Three days later, Daisy received the rejuvenated ring.
The original sense of rejection from the ring disappeared. Danger not only deleted Mandarin's information but also removed the operating system, which was named Personal Guidance Terminal according to Danger, and replaced it with her own subprogram.
This way, even if Daisy went to outer space in the future, she could rely on artificial intelligence to handle some troubles.
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