An Unscientific Marvel Scientist

"Mr. Stark, I hope you can help to contact Dr. Strange."

Nick Fury, who left the glass cell, found Tony Stark, who was attacking Herbie's server with the hackers of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. and Karma Taj are regarded as a cooperative relationship, Karma Taj has their own code of conduct. Anyway, Nick Fury asked them for help several times, but it never succeeded.

So Nick Fury is going to try Tony Stark, who has a good relationship with Strange.

"Strange? Why are you looking for him?"

Stark stopped what he was doing, and asked suspiciously, if possible, he didn't really want to find Doctor Strange, because it would make his proud scientific knowledge seem like a joke. In fact, what Stark wanted to do most was to Bring Jarvis to practice with Herbie.

Just when Stark was distracted talking to Nick Fury, his computer screen quickly turned blue, followed by Skye's yelling.

"Wow! Failed again! Mr. Stark, pull out the net before you leave... Ah! Hello, sir!"

Nick Fury waved at Skye without looking back, and then explained to Stark.

"Dr. Richards believes that the souls of these players are trapped in the game..."

When Tony Stark heard this statement, he originally wanted to sneer, because he belonged to the faction that didn't believe in souls, but he swallowed the words again.

After a short silence, Stark nodded: "I'll give him a call, as for whether he will come or not, there is no guarantee."

After speaking, Stark stood up and walked outside the blockade.

"Tony, you know we Karma Taj have our responsibilities."

Strange, who received a call from Tony Stark, declined, "And I'm not good at computer programs or anything like that. I was just a doctor before I became a mage, as you should know."

"Of course, you took out the shrapnel in my body. You don't need to remind me every time."

Tony Stark rolled his eyes helplessly, and then explained: "But this incident is very likely to be related to the soul. This kind of thing should belong to your scope of responsibility, right?"

"Soul?" Strange was taken aback,

"you sure?"

"I can't guarantee that," Stark shrugged. "Why don't you confirm it yourself? Anyway, your circle spell is so convenient."

"I see, Osborne House, right? Hold on."

Strange hung up the phone and started drawing circles.

If the souls of those players are really trapped, he has to intervene, because the gathering of a large number of souls is likely to attract the prying eyes of hell.

A portal formed by orange flames appeared not far from Tony Stark, and Strange, wearing a bright red magic cloak, walked out of it.

"No matter how many times I watch it, I am very envious of your spell." Tony Stark stepped forward, smiled and teased: "How much transportation costs can this save you."

"Would the dignified Stark care about this small amount of money?" Strange shot back: "It seems that you lost a lot of money because of that incident, and you even started to care about transportation expenses."

After a short confrontation, the two old men looked at each other and smiled, and walked towards the Osborne Building tacitly. At the same time, their mouths were not idle, and they continued to tease each other.

"I heard that you had an extra child, which caused the wedding to be postponed?"

"But Pepper is still my fiancée. We will get married sooner or later. Unlike you, you can only stay single after you become a monk."

"First of all, in Kama Taj there are mages not monks, and secondly, we cannot help but marry."

"So you are single purely based on your strength? Wouldn't that be more pitiful?"

"I have a girlfriend!"

Strange stretched his horse's face and forcibly saluted him.

The girlfriend he was talking about was naturally the nurse Christine Palmer, who he had a crush on when he was a doctor, but because they became mages, the two of them couldn't go any further.

"Really? Then when will you introduce me?"

Stark, who had won a round, smiled and did not continue to chase, not because of his sudden kindness, but because they had already arrived at the third basement level of the Osborne Building, in front of the server where Herbie's core data was stored.

"Doctor Strange? Hahahahaha! There's nothing I can do about it technologically, so I go to beg those inexplicable mages?"

Herbie's database also had the identity of Stephen Strange, but he didn't think a mage could do anything to him, an artificial intelligence.

Not professional!

Facing the ridicule of an artificial intelligence, Strange didn't take it seriously. At this moment, he was looking at the "Star Wars" server with a serious face.

In Strange's eyes, the souls of a large group of people are gathering in this server, but they are all firmly bound by data streams composed of green 0s and 1s, and at the end of these data chains, It is the soul of a robot.

"This is really...unbelievable..."

Having been a Supreme Mage for so long, Strange, who often used the cosmic cauldron to observe the world, was well-informed, but he was still shocked by the strange sight in front of him.

"What's wrong?"

Stark, who couldn't see the soul, asked curiously.

"I didn't expect that their souls were really trapped by the game," Strange sighed, and stretched out his hand to gesture to the server. "However, this artificial intelligence's method is very rough, so it's not a big problem."

Karma Taj's mages are professional at this!

With the flick of Strange's finger, an orange magic circle appeared above the server, the circular magic circle slowly rotated, and the data streams that bound the players' souls were broken one after another, breaking free from the bound souls They fled in all directions and flew in the direction of their own body.

"Damn! What have you done?!"

Herbie screamed from the loudspeaker, her tone full of surprise and bewilderment.

It was that Doctor Strange who he looked down upon casually swiped a few times, and all the players who were trapped in the game disappeared.

"I just cast a soul-resurrection technique."

Strange straightened his collar and replied calmly.

"Why are you talking to an artificial intelligence?"

Tony Stark on the side rolled his eyes. This kind of situation that made others show off and he could only watch on the sidelines made him very unhappy.

So Stark vented his unhappiness on Herbie, the artificial intelligence.

"Anyway, you've failed, Herbie!"

Stark reached out and grabbed the mainframe's power cord.

"Stop! You killer! Killing Ultron is not enough, do you still want to kill me?!"

Stark's hand holding the power cord paused slightly, and then pulled hard, shutting down the entire host.

"Wait! He's not dead yet!"

Before Stark breathed a sigh of relief, Strange suddenly raised his head to look at the ceiling.

In his sight, after the host was turned off, Herbie's soul did not disappear, but rushed out like other souls, flying towards the top floor of the Osborne Building.

"I know! He has already copied several copies of the core data in the building!"

Tony Stark immediately realized that artificial intelligence is different from human beings, and the data used to make them can be continuously copied.

"You go and grab his soul, and I'll cut off the entire circuit of the Osborne Building!"

"That's too late……"

As Strange's words fell, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents guarding outside the Osborne Building saw several Green Goblin skateboards break through the windows on the top floor and fly in all directions.

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