Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

Another morning in New York, the sun is shining; the huge sign on the top of the Stark Tower reflects the golden stream of light, just like Iron Man and Stark Industries are shining brightly now.

If we didn't take into account the embarrassment he encountered during the Battle of Harlem that was broadcast live across the United States two days ago, perhaps Tony Stark's light would be even more dazzling.

The sunlight passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, filled most of the room, and hit Qian Qian's face directly. Qian Qian, who had slept sprawled out on the sofa, rubbed his eyes, woke up, kicked his feet inadvertently, and turned the coffee table

A pile of wine bottles fell to the ground.

Along with the sound of the wine bottle falling to the ground, a soft voice sounded: "You're awake, I'm sorry, did I wake you up?"

He looked forward sleepily at the visitor: "Good morning, Pepper. As the president of Stark Industries, do you still hold the position of Tony's personal assistant?"

"Of course not," Pepper said, "but Tony hasn't appointed a new personal assistant yet."

Looking forward to see what Pepper was carrying, he suddenly understood: "So, he still needs you to remind him to eat on time every day, right?"

Pepper reluctantly picked up the breakfast bag and shook it: "Sorry, I didn't know you stayed here last night. I only brought one portion. It seems that you had a very happy chat yesterday?"

Pepper pointedly looked at the coffee table and the wine bottles on the floor.

"Yeah, yeah..." He yawned forward.

Yesterday, I worked with Tony to design a Trojan horse program. I planned to leave after the completion, but Tony dragged me to stay. Then I heard the middle-aged playboy talk endlessly about the "Hulkbuster Armor".

Design ideas.

Xiang Xiang also learned from Tony that the codename given to the escaped green monster by the military was actually "Hulk".

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about me, Tony is probably in the lab." He pulled the bottles and wine glasses piled at his feet forward and staggered to the bathroom with the smell of alcohol all over his body.

Pepper shook her head helplessly and went to find Tony to fulfill her responsibilities as a takeout delivery boy.

These two playboys were quite collusive; from the first day she took the job as Tony's personal assistant, she had to clean up the mess of a night of revelry for the two bastards many times early in the morning.

Later, Qian Qian returned to China to start a business, and this kind of fun-seeking situation gradually disappeared. And compared with the sexy scenes of hungover female models and female celebrities lying on the ground, today, only wine bottles are left on the ground.

It's settled.

When Qian Qian came out of the bathroom, Pepper had already left; after all, the president of Stark Industries was too busy to stay with Tony as a nanny all the time.

In the laboratory, Colonel Rhodes's special armor has been repaired. Even the scratches left when he pried off the visor to rescue people yesterday were repainted, waxed and tidied up. This also made the colonel who came later very satisfied.

However, when he saw Xiang Qian walking in full of alcohol, he didn't know if he was frightened, so he said hello, put on his armor and flew away; he felt more timid than a rabbit who saw a shotgun.

"The dice have been thrown..." Tony stretched, and there was no sign of hangover on his face, but he was in good spirits; the rest of the waiting process was a bit boring.

The Trojan horse program implanted in the Rhodes Armor would send back a signal when it detected the Hammer Industrial data terminal, but until three hours later, no signal was sent back.

While waiting, the two people's chatter became more and more endless: from the beginning to yesterday's "Hulkbuster Armor" topic, to the debate on the universal adaptability of the forward energy storage cube and the Ark reactor that supports you, this is quite normal.

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The further you go, the more the topic veers into unknown places.

From the connotation of the lyrics of a new song, to the figure and face of a certain female star, to her sexual orientation, etc.

These topics often start suddenly and end just as suddenly.

For example, when debating the figure of a certain female star, if you suddenly say "I measured it with my own hands when I was not wearing any clothes," the topic will come to an abrupt end.

For example, when arguing about a female model's unclear sexual orientation, Tony said, "She at least likes rich men." He understood the situation and stopped arguing.

Peel off the skin of a billionaire, and inside are the souls of two LSPs.

During this period, Skye called to inquire about Qiang's whereabouts; the girl who had just had a close relationship was at her most clingy time, and Qiang was missing all day and night, and the little girl felt a little panicked.

After waiting for Qiang Qiang to comfort him, Tony asked with a weird smile: "That female hacker from 'Rising Tide'? I heard you said her hacking skills are good, why don't you bring her over to see the big scene? Maybe she will invade Hammer Industries."

Do we need more manpower?”

"No, she has a lot of troubles." Qiang Xiang had a similar thought, but finally rejected it in his heart; "She seems to be hiding a lot of secrets, which will bring a lot of trouble to the people around her."

"Hey, look around!" Tony disagreed, "I'm Tony Stark, you're James Zion, what's the trouble for a little girl?"

"It's different, Tony; she has a lot of trouble, not to mention you and me, even the U.S. government may not be able to solve it." Qiang Xiang was vague, but he resolutely rejected Tony's plan to get involved.

The third round of genetic testing for the eyeless man Gordon at the secret base in Kunlun Mountain has been completed. It was confirmed just before Xiang came to the United States this time, and the test results were exactly the same as the previous two.

Considering Gordon's inexplicable attitude towards mutants, there is a high probability that this matter will involve the mutant group.

Judging from the historical experience since the 1960s, the mutant troubles will definitely turn into big troubles in the end, so it would be better not to involve Tony.

Billionaire, the richest man in the world, this status may not be a deterrent among the mutant community; even Iron Man may not be taken seriously by high-level mutants.

While talking, Jarvis reminded that the Trojan program sent back a signal.

Tony didn't bother to ask any more questions about the little hacker Skye, and hurriedly got into the laboratory; but he moved forward slowly, after all, he was just an assist in this matter.

When he wandered forward into the laboratory, he saw Tony's brows furrowed, as if he was in trouble.

"What's wrong? The program didn't work?" Xiang Xiang thought that shouldn't be the case. With their skills and the powerful computing power of Stark Industries' servers, there is absolutely no system in the world that they can't get into——

Unless the other party's system is physically isolated.

Tony waved his hand: "It's a little hindered, but it's no problem. It'll be over in a few minutes."

"Mr. Stark, the current estimate of the cracking time is at least thirty minutes. Your estimate is wrong." Jarvis said immediately, accustomed to it and working conscientiously to dismantle his master's platform.

Tony's face looked like he had stepped on dog shit.

Qian Qian couldn't hold back the smile on his face and asked tentatively: "Tony, do you think Jarvis has awakened his self-awareness?"

"What do you think?" Tony asked angrily.

"It looks very similar to me." Xiang Qian said, "Not only has it awakened, but you must have offended it at some point and been resented by it until now; otherwise there is no way to explain why it always tries to destroy you just right.

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Tony said with a dark face: "Maybe you are right, I will take it apart and check it thoroughly sometime."

Jarvis said nothing.

After joking, let's get back to the point; Qiang Qian asked in confusion: "What kind of program takes thirty minutes to crack? If you give us thirty minutes, we can get the password to the president's nuclear suitcase."

"Of course...but the premise is that the underlying program of the suitcase is not written in Russian." Tony's face was still dark.

"Russian?" Xiang Xiang was surprised.

Tony nodded: "Yes, it's in Russian; the control system of Hammer Industries' new production line, including the robot's built-in operating system, the underlying program architecture and safety protocols are all written in Russian - and it is also a mature programming language."

"Russian... I have to think about it;" He turned to the screen and looked at the Cyrillic letters on the screen while searching his memory and quickly found what he needed.

"Before the disintegration of the former Soviet Union, a programming language based on Cyrillic alphabet was designed; however, this programming language was not promoted, and the designer quickly disappeared. And not long after, the former Soviet Union disintegrated; to this day, this programming language

Not many people know about programming languages.”

"Is this the programming language that Ivan Vanko uses?" Tony asked.

Shaking his head forward: "Maybe; Western countries know nothing about the specific content of this Slavic programming language. At most, they only know that the Soviet Union had such a thing."

"That country has disappeared for twenty years, but it is still causing trouble for us." Tony's attitude towards the Soviet Union is no different from that of most Americans; after all, his adolescence was basically spent in the atmosphere of the Cold War, and

He is also the largest capitalist in this country and the world.

It was much more peaceful going forward. At his age, when he began to understand what the "international situation" was, the Soviet Union had long become a historical term.

Right now, what needs more attention are technical issues.

"Let me think about it, I remember that the Slavic programming language was originally a DOS version. If Ivan Vanke used this language, it should have been upgraded." Open the electronic bracelet forward and select from the Wude Group's server.

Retrieve information; "But the original version still serves as a reference."

Tony was stunned: "Didn't you say that not many people know this programming language?"

"Yes, what I said is: 'There are not many people left'." Xiang Qian smiled, "But it's not 'There is no one left'."

The new information was uploaded from the Wude Group's server to Tony's private server, and was quickly connected to the current cracking program.

The cracking speed has obviously accelerated. Jarvis reminded: "The estimated cracking time has been shortened to nineteen minutes."

"This programming language actually has no practical use. Even the Russians themselves don't use it. There may not be a system using this language in the world, so I have always kept it under the box and haven't touched it." Xiang Xiang explained casually.

road.

Tony was quite surprised: "How many other weird things have you hidden?"

"I haven't counted. There are too many. It's quite tiring to count them all." Xiang Qian thought about the memory content of a planet in his soul universe, and felt helpless.

Due to the characteristics of the memory planet, Xiang Xiang has retained almost all bits and pieces of memories - except for the content that he voluntarily deleted.

After this Slavic programming language was accidentally acquired, the program master copy was almost forgotten in the corner of the server, and the related memories were also left in the corners of the memory planet for a long time; if it had not been for this encounter with Ivan Vanko, it would probably have been lost again.

It will not be thought of in a hundred years.

Soon, part of the system was cracked and Trojan horse programs were able to take effect.

"Ivan Vanke deceived Hanmo very thoroughly." He greeted Tony forward, and the two of them examined the production line control system that had been deciphered.

Comparing the two, the production line control system has relatively less tampered content - perhaps to hide it from other Hanmo Industrial employees on the production line; the robot's built-in system is the worst, except for the operation interface that is translated into English on the surface.

The kernel is all Cyrillic.

Information fed back by the production line system showed that after the production line started, the electronic drawings received by the assembly program were completely different from the preset drawings before the production line started.

In the preset drawings, there is a space inside the robot that can accommodate normal people, as if it is really a manned armor; but in the final actual assembly design, there is no manned space inside.

This kind of fundamental change is bound to leave a lot of flaws in the drawings.

It's a pity that Justin Hanmer is uneducated and has no skills at all. The level of weapons manufacturing is about the same as that of an apprentice who assembles an AK47 in a third-world handicraft workshop. Therefore, Tony Stark can see through the flaws at a glance.

Mo but couldn't find it at all.

"I want to know now, what will Hammer look like when he sees the finished product coming off the production line?"

"Bluffing, pretentious, pretentious, you can put all the words used to describe a stage clown on him, and it will definitely not go wrong." Tony concluded.

"But having said that, how is Ivan Vanke going to explain to Hammer?" Qiang Xiang was puzzled, "From armor to armed robots, the nature of the product is completely different."

Tony sneered: "Explanation, it is better to say coaxing. Let me think about it, if it were me, I would say: Robot soldiers are more useful than armors. They do not require soldiers to operate on site, and they do not need soldiers to take risks on the battlefield.

There will be no casualties among soldiers, and the Ministry of National Defense will not need to pay pensions; we may also be able to gain support from some anti-war people."

"Would Hammer believe this nonsense?" Qiang Xiang felt incredulous. "With such a complex electromagnetic environment on the modern battlefield, how can he ensure timeliness and reliability when remotely controlling a robot?"

"Are you sure Hammer knows what a 'complex electromagnetic environment' is, or that he understands what weapon reliability is?" Tony asked.

After smacking forward for a long time, he finally sighed with a complex expression: "It's a miracle that Justin Hammer can keep the company running until today."

"Maybe it's not a miracle." Tony explained, "His father died less than two years ago."

"Oh...I see."