I Am In Marvel

What should I say about the situation of the clone Caesar?

It is similar to an old computer with an XP system. Dozens of new large-scale games are installed and run directly. The response to the lag is almost burning the brain and losing the sense of the five senses.

The large and small field of vision and the forcible reading and infusion of a variety of sounds, under the protection of the body’s physiological mechanism, this negative state accompanied by severe dizziness, tinnitus, glare, etc., until Caesar struggled for a long time in a single suspended glass room, and finally Slowly landed from the air and sat on the cold floor.

Another five minutes passed.

Caesar then climbed up from the ground again, a little lost and stood firmly on the transparent floor with his small heels, his undulating chest became stable, and his blond bangs were faintly wet with sweat and pasted on his smooth and white forehead.

The series of discomforts caused by the initial awakening of natural ability cannot be said to be completely eliminated, but with the tough and powerful unyielding will of the clone, and the strong adaptability of this Kryptonian blood body, it is still a quick habit to adapt.

The simplest and rude way to deal with it is to block!Avoid everything that you don't want to see and hear.

"The control of the five senses of the body is still not enough. It takes a while to practice. For the time being, don't look at it, listen to it, or do things beyond the reach of humans."

Caesar muttered in his heart, glanced at the glass room baptized by the energy leaked from his body, and couldn't help but stunned.

The heavy metal instruments that used to be neatly placed indoors are now turned upside down and piled up in chaos. The thick tempered glass exterior walls on all sides are covered with shocking cracks, not to mention cameras and lights, only left The bare cables hang barely from the ceiling.

I am really a veritable superman freak now, not to mention the earth, and all the extraterrestrials in the universe are the strongest larvae in history.

Doppelganger does not need to draw cards, and its potential is exaggerated. It only needs to be delicious and sleepy, normal development and growth are invincible.

"I am looking forward to what kind of combat power this body will have when it reaches adulthood."

Caesar clenched his fists, his eyes flashed with confidence, and he felt the extraordinary power surging throughout his body. After looking forward to the future with great heart, his excitement was slightly reduced.

Returning to the current reality, he was a little puzzled, why hadn't the card disciple noticed the anomaly that happened here and rushed over.

After hesitating for a moment, Caesar coughed habitually, and for the first time asked the infant's body, "Is anyone there?"

The soft, milky and childish voice even made Caesar himself a little ashamed, and it echoed in a messy glass room...

'Didi--'

A hanging miniature camera flashed green light, mechanically adjusted the angle, and aimed the lens at the little Caesar in the room, and the hidden loudspeaker was turned on immediately afterwards: "Young Master, the'Master God' artificial intelligence butler all day long For you!"

The real identity of the cloned Caesar is currently only known by Yutong on the earth. Even the artificial intelligence "Master God" responsible for the management of the Carl family's main system, when collecting and entering Caesar's information, still registered the same as the outside world. 'Related settings.

Therefore, whether in the outside world or at home, Caesar can't escape the fact that the name and title of the young master of the Carl family are confirmed.

"Lord God?" Caesar was taken aback for a moment, and asked with a more surprised temptation: "From the time I woke up until now-have you been watching me quietly?"

"That's right." The miniature camera also clicked down with the voice of the main god.

Caesar rolled his eyes and continued to say in a soft and tender voice: "Then why don't you give a prompt earlier?"

"You didn't call me." The main god responded straightforwardly.

"You--" Caesar quietly squeezed his fist, there was an urge to jump up and punch the camera's electronic eye, but recalling the Lord God's indifferent and rigid handling, he still sighed and endured silently.

He knew that it wasn't the Lord God who made things difficult on purpose, but that this product itself was a bit weird.

The main god of the artificial intelligence system, and Jarvis, Tony's personal butler, can be said to be brothers.Before leaving the computer, the code program of Weisi's body is the same source.

The artificial intelligence of the main god, that is, AI performance, is by no means much worse than Jarvis and Weiss.However, the latter two are constantly anthropomorphizing, almost almost becoming refined, but the main god still seems to stay in the ancient programming function, only acting according to the command programming.

In other words, the artificial intelligence of the Lord God is a bit cold, rigid and rigid, and does not know how to adapt.

However, it is also true that its computing power on data is much better than Jarvis and Weiss combined.

"How long did I sleep? And where is this place?"

Caesar thought for a while and asked two questions that he most wanted to know.

The Lord God quickly replied: “The time now is: August 22, 2009, at 8:30 in the morning. It has just been half a year since Lord Kyle left the earth in the interstellar fighter plane. During this period, you have been sleeping deeply, Young Master. For the sake of your safety and growth and other comprehensive considerations, the guardian Yutong built a suspended glass room on the helicopter carrier. No one except her has family authority to enter here."

"Has half a year passed since I slept...Wait, you said this is on a helicopter carrier?" Caesar blinked cute eyes inexplicably.

"Correct."

The main god started the program and manipulated the instruction to exit the invisible mode. For a moment, just under the suspended glass room pavilion, the magnificent steel deck appeared from the cloud house, and it looked like a sky fortress suspended in the air.

This is the last time one of the helicopter carriers confiscated from the S.H.I.E.L.D. civil strife has been floating forever over the waters near the Dragon Turtle Island of the overseas headquarters, and there is another ship that Yutong dispatched to it during this period. Up...

The glass building dedicated to baby-care is built with the deck of the helicopter carrier as the bottom stone, up to about 20 meters high, and kept at a height of kilometers where the sun can shine unobstructed, ensuring that the Doppelganger Caesar can continuously absorb solar energy while sleeping.

Using the entire helicopter carrier as the cornerstone to build a baby-care facility is no longer a big deal, but a luxury to the point of numbing horror.

"It turned out to be like this. No wonder I heard the powerful noise from the engine and the fan engine just now."

Caesar nodded thoughtfully. After all, he hadn't awakened to see through his eyes, unable to control his eyesight and hearing freely, and it was normal not to notice the invisible helicopter carrier below.

"Young Master, I just woke up, what are your plans?" The Lord God finally asked coldly like a housekeeper.

"Go back to downtown New York first."

Caesar confirmed, barely a pair of white and tender feet, and walked a few steps toward the glass front door. Before reaching the door, he seemed to realize something, and then silently returned to the room with a cute face.

"I almost forgot, my body is less than one year old..."

Caesar sighed helplessly. If this were to be seen by others, a baby boy at the age of abstinence was walking up and down the street, fearing to scare passers-by to death alive!

This is not something that can be described with an extraordinary talent.

Therefore, Caesar could only use the original voice of milk and milk, and the old-fashioned deep voice commanded: "Lord God. Immediately notify Yutong and let her pick me up to the New York branch."

"Yes!" The main god obeyed the instructions.