Marvel: This Magneto is a good guy

As a billionaire, Eric doesn't need to go to work on time every day. He has plenty of time to accompany his adopted daughter. He took Skye to a Michelin restaurant for a full meal, then went to the amusement park for a crazy play, and then went straight to the mall.

Skye seemed very reserved. Although she was still very young, her special experience made her much more mature than ordinary children. She knew that she easily got a life that 99% of the people in the world could never get in their lifetime. In her heart, panic is far more than other emotions.

Along the way, Skye was like a puppet, never expressing her own opinions, letting Eric manipulate him. He said to go wherever he went, and he didn't agree or disagree, which made Eric very troubled.

Finally, when passing a computer city, Skye finally had some reaction. She stood at the door of the computer city, looking at the large posters on the wall, her eyes full of desire.

"Skye, do you want to make one?" Eric pouted as he looked at the words on the poster. 8M high-speed operation, 340M large hard disk, support for 5.25 and 1.44 dual floppy drives...

Can this thing be called a computer? It can even freeze when playing chess!

"Skye, do you want a computer?" Eric squatted down and pushed her long hair behind her shoulders. Eric found that he liked Skye's hair very much. It was black and beautiful, soft in texture, and more comfortable to touch than petting a cat.

Skye pursed her lips and looked at him with very eager eyes, "Eric, I... Mr. Jones has a computer at home, I..."

"Okay, I understand, since you like it, buy it!" Eric picked up Skye and pushed the door into the computer city. He ignored the enthusiastic salesperson and went straight to the manager's office.

"I want to buy all the computers in your mall!" In Skye's shocked eyes, Eric emptied the computer city directly, and a full ten delivery trucks drove into his villa in a mighty manner.

"Thank you, Eric, but I really don't need so many. One is enough." Skye looked at the computers piled up in the villa and carefully pulled the corner of Eric's clothes. She thought it would be better for her not to show that she liked something in the future, otherwise, her adoptive father would go crazy again.

Eric touched Skye's hair and narrowed his eyes, "Skye, don't worry, we are not short of money, just buy whatever you want!"

"Eric!" Skye dodged his hand and stared at him with wide eyes.

"What's wrong? Oh, okay, okay, I know, I bought these useful ones and gave you one. I have other uses for the rest. You will know in a while." Eric chose the one with the best configuration and moved it back to Skye's bedroom.

"Okay, go and rest now. We will go buy you some clothes in the afternoon."

...

Watching Skye fall asleep, Eric came to the pile of computers again and started his transformation work.

In his opinion, since he has adopted Skye, he must fulfill his father's responsibility. As long as she wants, he will give her the best!

The technological level of the Earth is actually not as backward as it seems. Wakanda was able to hide itself hundreds of years ago; Howard designed the Ark Reactor decades ago; SHIELD is building an aircraft carrier that flies in the air; Tony Stark's artificial intelligence has taken shape; even Eric, the equipment in his underground laboratory is at least 20 years more advanced than the ones on the market.

But the technological products used by ordinary people are not satisfactory, just like a simple computer. Obviously, many forces can upgrade it dozens of generations in minutes, but no one takes action.

People are selfish, let alone forces hidden in the dark.

Eric wants to upgrade Skye's computer, but he can't be too advanced, so he can only choose to upgrade it with the parts of these computers.

...

When Skye woke up from her nap, she was completely shocked.

Next to her bedroom, there was originally a large study room with more than a dozen bookcases filled with various books, and a very large world map hanging on the wall.

But now, the bookcase in the study has disappeared, replaced by a small desk that looks tailor-made for her height.

Opposite the desk, there should have been a wall, but now it is full of computer screens. Yes, a whole wall of screens!

"Eric, what is this?" Skye's voice trembled a little.

"I upgraded your computer for you, try it?" Eric smiled and took out a small and cute pink keyboard. Skye noticed that this keyboard actually had no connection cable!

"A very simple wireless technology." Eric shrugged, pushed her to the desk, and asked her to sit down.

"Look, press here to turn on the computer... I upgraded your CPU and hard disk... And, I also upgraded the system program for you..."

Eric taught softly, and Skye was gradually attracted to it. She temporarily put aside her confusion and devoted herself to learning about computers.

Lines of code appeared on the huge screen from time to time, and files were opened and closed...

...

Leaving Skye to study her new toy, Eric left alone. He just received a call. After more than a year, the mole finally got news about Barton.

This was very unexpected for Eric. He originally thought that Barton would be easy to find, but he didn't expect that the mole would take more than a year to find him.

"You can't blame me!" At the Margaret Sisters Bar, the Mole was innocent in response to Eric's questioning, "I don't know who the guy offended, and he hid in a rich man's cellar for a year. If a friend didn't go there and accidentally fell in, we wouldn't be able to find him at all!"

"Cell? Hiding for a year?" Eric looked weird. What was going on? How could he force the future Hawkeye to this point? "Where is he now?"

"He ran away!" Eyes shrugged and made a helpless expression, "He's very skilled, my friend is no match for him, and was knocked unconscious."

Eric rolled his eyes, "Then why did you call me here?"

"Hey, my friend installed a tracker on him!"

"Oh? Tracker? Your friend actually carries this with him?" Eric looked at him with a smile, "And, he actually went to play near the rich man's cellar?"

"Uh, he, that..." The Mole was incoherent and didn't know how to answer.

"Just check it out, don't be so polite," Eric patted his shoulder, "Tell your friend to stay away from my house! I don't want him to fall into my cellar!"

"Uh, okay, hehe, okay." The mole nodded in agreement.

"Okay, give me Patton's position, and someone will send you the balance in a while!"

Overtime, overtime... Overtime every day... Oh!

Thanks to the book friends Future, Uncertain rewards, well, I will work hard to write, thank you!

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