Target: Tony Stark's Mansion

Mo Fei had perfected his body at New York Medical College, and now he had a bit more understanding of himself.

At first, he thought he could control his body simply by willing it—like when he first absorbed the Streams of Light and grew an arm—but it wasn't that simple. As it turned out, forming a human-like body required reprogramming, following the specifics of human anatomy to maintain stability and avoid signs of collapse.

This meant there was a scientific component to his body. Why only a component? Because the defensive measures on the network were currently useless against him, and he didn't take up any memory—as if he himself were a carrier. That was downright metaphysical!

Mo Fei absorbed what he could, bit by bit, then began programming, turning the organs he created into different programs and systems to handle massive data processing. Simple things were easier—like neural command pathways, vascular data channels, and storage areas in the brain. But there were things he couldn't do, like data processing zones—that was beyond his current skill level. Learning it would be a struggle, since the required knowledge was no small amount.

There was one simple way: go to Tony Stark's mansion and see if Jarvis had already been born. Even if not, he could check out whatever system Tony Stark was using. Word had it his first smart system was called Friday, and he'd had several versions of his AI. So that was a must-visit for Mo Fei. It might be dangerous, but it was worth a try.

Besides, Mo Fei didn't think it would be too dangerous. Tony Stark was obsessed with science. Even if he discovered Mo Fei, his primary goal wouldn't be destruction—it would be research. A true smart system would be a huge draw for him.

With that in mind, Mo Fei started searching for Tony Stark. The guy was all over the news, but finding his actual location wasn't easy. His mansion should be in California. Mo Fei searched online—for a celebrity like him, keeping a home address secret was tough. Sure enough: 10880 Malibu Beach.

"Exactly like in the movies—what a pleasant surprise!" Mo Fei found the address from his memory of Tony Stark's films, and it matched the one online perfectly. That thrilled him, because it meant this world might follow the movies too. Of course, he wasn't sure yet—he needed more evidence.

To get into Tony Stark's mansion, Mo Fei needed an opening: the guy's computer receiving a message from him. An email or IP address was crucial, so he searched for Stark Industries' official website.

Tony Stark was the chairman of Stark Industries. He didn't handle daily operations, but he held the reins tight. Obadiah Stane didn't have much power. In the first Iron Man movie, for instance, Tony Stark shut down the weapons division with a single order—that was absolute authority. Otherwise, how would the board have let him do it?

That meant Tony Stark didn't fully trust Obadiah. His most trusted person was Pepper Potts. He gave her the CEO position, handing over management entirely. That appointment was signed by him and took effect without board approval, showing he had total control over Stark Industries.

The chairman's info was on the corporate site, but not too detailed. There was an email address, though—not one Tony Stark personally managed. Whether Miss Potts was already his assistant was unknown. But one email was enough. At the very least, Mo Fei figured he could get into Stark Industries' mainframe.

Mo Fei sent himself as an email. He didn't know where it would be opened, but it would be somewhere connected to Tony Stark. He could just go straight there, no need to wait for the guy to boot up like last time.

Tony Stark's emails were handled by his assistant, who sorted them daily and picked out useful ones to report. But the current assistant wasn't Miss Potts—she was much younger than Tony Stark, still a student.

Tony's assistant was a man. That surprised Mo Fei—would the guy really let a man handle his daily grind? The moment the email was opened, Mo Fei took control of the computer. This time, it was a laptop with a built-in camera, which helped a lot.

Seeing a man at first threw Mo Fei off, but the room was Tony Stark's mansion living room—he knew it well from watching the movies countless times. It wasn't destroyed until the third film, and it was always the envy of many viewers. In the movies, it was fake; here, it was real.

"Thomas, it's February 10th. Has the playboy not picked this month's cover girl yet?" A voice came from off-screen, and the man facing the camera stood up.

He said nervously, "Mr. Stark, they're still deciding between two models. Once it's settled, I'll book her for you right away!"

Mo Fei froze at that, then chuckled to himself. "So that's his role—and a pretty low-key one. Tony Stark isn't as flashy yet as he'll be later? No, that can't be right. His personality wouldn't stay this hidden—there's so much news about him!"

"Good. And didn't I tell you to let Jarvis handle those emails?" Tony Stark's voice came again.

"But Mr. Stark, the smart system you gave me last time missed a lot of important emails," Thomas complained.

"So what? If it didn't miss them, how would I find the flaws in its data processing? This is a smart system I just finished coding—I need to keep improving it, understand?" Tony Stark said impatiently.

"Understood, sir. Jarvis, take over the computer and process Mr. Stark's emails," Thomas said helplessly, then muttered under his breath, "I'm a business master's graduate, and now I'm a glorified pimp."

Mo Fei got it now. That's why Tony Stark kept a man around—to hook him up with women when he was busy. Very clever. Mo Fei silently mourned for Thomas for a second, then noticed something appear before him: a blue cube entered the laptop, sorting through the emails. Mo Fei stepped right up to it.