This was also reflected in the two artificial intelligences.
In just over ten seconds, countless torrents of data were generated.
"Firewall breached, decrypted information is Shakespeare's short story collection 'The Tempest'."
"Firewall breached, decrypted information is the rock album 'Shoot to Thrill' released by the Australian band AC/DC in 1980."
Victorious and Jarvis spoke almost simultaneously.
There might have been a difference of less than a second, but with the same computing power used by both AIs, it was enough to show that their performance in the field of communication was comparable.
Tony's expression couldn't help but change.
He had always been extremely confident in his abilities, so confident that he was somewhat arrogant.
This doesn't mean he doesn't respect others—although he doesn't think much of most people, and there's no need to respect them, he does respect a small number of people, especially those who have achieved top results in their respective fields.
Because in those fields, Tony felt that he might not be better than them.
But in his own field, Tony Stark had absolute confidence that he was the best.
But now it seemed that someone could compete with him in one or two aspects.
It shouldn't be! Why hadn't he noticed before that Walter's technical level had reached this point?
Could it be that he had been hiding his skills?
Tony quickly recalled all the interactions he had with Walter in the past.
It seemed that he hadn't shown any talent in the field of artificial intelligence before, only good biology and mathematics skills, and engineering and physics skills that could barely be considered top-notch.
It seemed that he had indeed hidden a part of his abilities.
If it weren't for this incident, he probably would have continued to bury his secrets.
Was it to guard against possible unknown threats from the outside world, or was it driven by ambition to achieve certain goals?
Shimizu didn't know that Tony's brain was gradually leaning towards a certain black egg, and continued to speak:
"Now you've seen Victorious's abilities, right? Even if my computing power reserves aren't as good as yours, it's still several thousand TFLOPs. With Victorious, theoretically no human network team can resist it, unless the other side is not ordinary, and at least has a strong AI with performance close to Victorious."
"And its existence is precisely related to the nuclear bomb that even Nick Fury couldn't order to stop, working for the individual or organization behind it."
"In other words, there is a force with strong artificial intelligence and the ability to launch a nuclear bomb past Nick Fury, wanting you and me, as well as Banner, Steve, and Thor's lives, willing to let the entire New York be buried with us."
Under Shimizu's deliberate guidance, Stark finally truly realized the seriousness of the matter.
"I think you can understand that such a crazy organization is a huge threat to us, and to everyone in this world."
Shimizu gave Tony a sincere expression.
"Jarvis, contact the best chef team in New York."
Tony said after Shimizu hung up the phone.
"No need, the best chef team in New York was already hired by me when I bought Nine Fruit Orchard."
Shimizu tilted his head and spread his hands towards Stark.
"Okay."
Half an hour later.
Nine Fruit Orchard Hotel, in the luxurious hall of New York's top hotel.
"Another cup!"
Thor cheered and smashed his glass on the ground.
"For victory! Another cup!"
"For Asgard, another cup!"
"For… for Loki being defeated, another cup!"
On the chair behind Thor, Loki, who was tied up, looked at Thor with resentment as he frantically looked for reasons to drink.
As the second prince of Asgard, he would be fine even if he didn't eat for a month.
But watching Thor and a group of rough men enjoying the rich food here, while he was tied up here watching, and couldn't even speak, Loki was extremely aggrieved.
"Thor, you don't have to find slogans to smash glasses, just drink, there's enough wine."
Captain America clinked glasses with Thor.
"Ah ha, I've drunk wine from many places, but yours is a bit worse than the wine brewed by Sif and my mother in the Immortal Palace, but I like this unique taste, it's just not strong enough, one cup isn't enough, next time I'll bring you wine that's been aged for a thousand years in the Immortal Palace!"
Thor laughed loudly.
Shimizu glanced at the wine bottle in front of Thor.
Spirytus Rektyfikowany, a famous Polish wine, repeatedly distilled more than seventy times, the alcohol concentration is higher than ordinary medical alcohol, reaching ninety-six percent, known as the water of life.
You call that not strong enough?
Tony stuffed a piece of food into his mouth, then came to Loki with a glass of brandy and a cheap smile on his face.
"Want some rabbit meat? I guarantee it will be a rabbit lady, maybe even a princess of the rabbit group."
Loki immediately remembered the puns that Tony had played with his name several times before, and suddenly widened his eyes, staring at Tony, and the sealed mouth also made a whimper, his face flushed red.
"Ah ha! Loki! My brother! I almost forgot about you!"
Thor tore off a chicken leg from a roast chicken, opened the device that sealed Loki's mouth, and stuffed the chicken leg in front of Loki.
"This is a banquet you're holding to celebrate defeating me, Thor, do you think…"
"Then you don't want to eat it?"
Loki silently opened his mouth, bit off a piece of meat, staring at Thor, and then at Tony, as if biting their flesh.
"Ha! Loki, I knew you were still so naughty."
Thor burped and patted his stomach.
"Guys, are we now, considered a team?"
Shimizu suddenly said.
It was time to formally finalize this matter as soon as possible and obtain luck.
