How to Deal with Ultron

Even in the dead of night, Daisy still saw ordinary citizens driving over specifically to burn posters and effigies in front of Stark's mansion. The more agitated ones had already started throwing rocks at the estate.

Things had to be handled one step at a time. No matter what, that miserable Independence Day holiday was over.

After returning to New York, she rested briefly, tied her hair into a ponytail, and put on a pair of plain glasses. As if nothing had happened, Daisy resumed handling official business at her usual pace. The many agents had no idea what she had gone through, and everyone was busy beyond measure.

"We need to deploy another three hundred Quinjets to Europe." Hill had changed back into her Deputy Director attire and was assisting with various tasks as Daisy's chief aide.

Without even looking up, Daisy replied in a purely businesslike tone, "I ran the numbers. We can't spare that many—two hundred at most. Thirty Zephyr heavy transport planes were produced at the Poland base. Go allocate them. If you think it's necessary, you can use the portals ranked after number ten to transport personnel."

The portals were entirely Shi'ar technology, practically black tech in the eyes of Earthlings. Now that S.H.I.E.L.D. had grown strong enough, she was prepared to selectively open some of them up.

"The global network has basically been restored. There's widespread criticism of us, and our reputation has taken a severe hit." Hill quickly picked up a report, scanned it, and handed it to her.

Ultron had not stopped ordinary people from using the internet. He had even fanned the flames of every post slandering Stark, the Avengers, and S.H.I.E.L.D. News about Stark had now spread across the entire world.

There was no way around it. The root servers