Ultron? Vision? Changed, All Changed.

12 hours later -- Arbitrator Alliance global press conference.

Tony Stark stood in front of the holographic podium, his fingertips lightly tapping the edge of the podium, a faint sneer playing on his lips.

The cameras of media from around the world were all pointed at them, flashes going off one after another, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Tony's voice boomed through the microphone, "the Arbitrator Alliance has completed its preliminary investigation into the Dongjin incident."

He raised his hand and waved, and the holographic projection unfolded in the air. The image froze on the moment when the Neon Rat Emperor knelt and worshipped the totem. Fluorescent green patterns writhed on the pile of bones, and obscure prayers burrowed into everyone's eardrums like venomous snakes.

"This is an image of the Rat King worshipping an evil demon in the JHC of Dongjin." Tony's voice turned cold. "The Japanese royal family and high-ranking government officials shut down the Global Defense System and arbitrarily sacrificed the people of Dongjin to—"

The scene shifts, and a mountain of flesh composed of countless distorted human faces rises from the ground, its inhuman screams causing the reporters present to cover their ears.

"Dimensional Demon God," Tony's words were like Arctic wind, "They call them the 'Lord of Dreams'."

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Tony continued, "Our intelligence indicates that the Neon Government planted Nightmare Totem throughout Dongjin, attempting to gain the power to control dreams through human sacrifice." He paused, his gaze sweeping over each camera, "And the result, as you've seen—half of Dongjin was destroyed, and tens of thousands perished."

A reporter suddenly stood up. "Stark! Are you saying that this disaster was entirely orchestrated by the Neon Government?!"

Tony sneered, "The evidence is right here." He waved his hand again, and the holographic projection switched to a Japanese-style conference room, where a dozen high-ranking officials sat around a long table, coldly issuing orders.

"According to the plan, bury the totems in these locations." The high-ranking official's voice echoed clearly in the hall.

"It was these greedy bureaucrats who tried to seize power they couldn't control that led to this disaster..." Tony glanced around, his expression unusually serious.

"Here, I appeal to everyone in the world: the Battle of Washington District and the two incidents of London in the dark night have clearly demonstrated that this universe is not home to only humans."

"Please do not attempt to control any unknown or unpredictable power, lest you cause disaster." Tony suddenly sneered. "If anyone still refuses to listen, I think the Arbitrators will come and have a chat with you."

Chen Tian sat in a chair below the stage, yawning, watching Tony's official demeanor as he threatened the world's evil forces. He looked at 2B beside him and said, "2B, don't you think Tony is getting more and more official?"

2B nodded slightly. "Stark is much more mature than he was a few years ago. Although he still occasionally acts childishly, it must be admitted that he now appears as a mature leader to the world."

Chen Tian watched as Tony skillfully handled the questions from the media. He slightly raised his chin and said, "We still need to find him some help. 2B, have Natasha go to Professor X and get the X-Men to join the Arbitrators. The Arbitrators will grant Xavier Institute protection."

The data stream flowed through 2B's eyes, then it said to Chen Tian, "Natasha has been notified; she's leaving now."

Chen Tian nodded, stood up, and said to 2B, "Let's go to my arcade. I need to think about this."

On the top floor of the Arbitrator Tower, the automatic doors to the arcade slid open silently.

Chen Tian casually tossed his suit jacket onto the sofa, then sank into the beanbag chair. He picked up a game controller and began randomly selecting a game.

2B stood quietly behind him.

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

Chen Tian answered while controlling his character, "Balance."

"There are too few the Adjudicator now, Arbitrators capabilities vary."

"If the X-Men joined the Arbitrators, the Arbitrators' power would increase," he said, swiping his finger and the Xavier Institute logo lighting up, "But not enough."

Chen Tian waved his hand, and a holographic projection replaced the game screen, showing the Battle of Dewen County.

"Tony is amazing. He developed a new 'Archangel' using the Mark-Eclipse Edition, which is equivalent to piloting a Gundam. We can provide him with another set of Cloth to enhance his physical abilities."

As Chen Tian spoke, he looked at Hulk, whose body was pierced by tentacles, and his lips twitched. "Hulk... was supposed to be a reliable fighting force... but now... he seems to have become one of the weakest."

Thinking about this, I suddenly felt a headache coming on, because I had to take on the dual roles of the Adjudicator and Arbitrators. Unless it was a situation like the Washington District battle, I could only act together with Tony. In that case, the others would be the Arbitrators's backup.

Chen Tian sat up straight, stroking his chin. Dante stayed because of his personality; Dante always left room for maneuver in his actions, making him suitable as Arbitrators.

Vergil is suited to the Adjudicator, a demon hunter whose inner voice is always shouting "Pova!" As seen in Devil May Cry 5, he is ruthless in achieving his goals, making him a perfect fit for the Adjudicator.

Bayonetta can also have two roles. Witches often have different hairstyles, with long or short hair. She uses weapons as the Arbitrators and summons monsters as the Adjudicator. Hmm... good idea.

"Master, should we contact the potential candidates with extraordinary abilities that were selected beforehand?" 2B whispered to Chen Tian.

"Too early." Chen Tian scratched his head in frustration. "Spider-Man is still playing with Lego in middle school, Strange is still his arrogant surgeon, and even T'Challa hasn't inherited the Black Panther title yet..."

2B suddenly leaned forward, tapping on a map of New York. A small red dot appeared over Queens: "Master, regarding Peter Parker, should we make contact beforehand?"

Chen Tian stared at the flashing light for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed, "Forget it, let that kid play for a few more years."

Peter hasn't gained the spider powers yet, and the 'Friendly Neighborhood of New York' hasn't even appeared yet.

Chen Tian stretched and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't gone to see the Ancient One since I got back. 2B, let's go see her tomorrow."

2B nodded. "I will prepare the 'Silver-Winged Ferocious Star' for you tomorrow morning."

2B then promptly reminded him, "Master, Stark has finished his press conference and is on his way to your arcade."

Chen Tian nodded, waved his hand to turn off the holographic projection, switched to the game screen, and started playing again.

The automatic door to the arcade beeped as it unlocked, and Tony Earth Flow.

"Hey, so this is the busybody here?" Tony yelled. "You left me all alone with that pack of Garou of reporters while you hid here playing video games?"

Chen Tian didn't even look up, his fingers rapidly tapping the game controller. "You can handle this by yourself." On the screen, his character executed a beautiful combo, KO'ing his opponent. "Besides, aren't you the one who loves showing off in front of the camera the most?"

Tony plopped down on the sofa next to Chen Tian, casually grabbing another controller. "That's because some lazybones ran away at the last minute." He expertly joined the game, "Do you know how many times those reporters asked, 'Why did Mr. Chen Tian leave early?'"

"Just say I have diarrhea." Chen Tian controlled his character to dodge Tony's attack with a backflip.

Tony chuckled. "I did say you were researching important strategies." His character suddenly unleashed a killer move. "Then the Wall Street Journal reporter asked if I was researching new game-beating techniques."

"You're the one who leaked the fact that I love playing video games." Chen Tian defended against Tony's character's ultimate move.

"Ha, you guessed right," Tony grinned slyly. "But they also know about you and the Maxim twins."

Chen Tian raised an eyebrow at Tony, "It's been over three years, and this matter can't be let go, right?"

Tony struck a pose as if it were none of his business. "This isn't my opinion. You know, the most famous 'rock band' in the world right now is us, the Arbitrators. Those twins even wrote a book about their one-night stand with you. They're super internet celebrities now."

2B brought over a glass of whiskey and a glass of cola at just the right moment, the liquids shimmering on the ice sphere. Tony took the glass, clinked it against Chen Tian's, and said, "Alright, kid, tell me what's wrong? I can tell you're acting a bit strange."

Chen Tian put down the controller. "Let's settle accounts, calculate our bargaining chips. The followers of the Dimensional Demon God have replaced Hydra and become the world's greatest threat. Their actions are unbridled, and the Arbitrators are short-handed."

Tony slumped lazily on the sofa. "Yeah," he sighed, "Ever since the Washington District. war, the world has been filled with threats. I suddenly miss S.H.I.E.L.D.., even though they're unreliable. At least we don't have to deal with the small stuff."

Chen Tian scoffed, "We don't need you to handle these small matters anymore, don't we have JARVIS all the time?"

Upon hearing this, Tony chuckled softly. "Speaking of which, I've been working on a new gadget lately."

Chen Tian raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What new gadget could excite Tony Stark so much?"

Tony's eyes suddenly lit up. He sat up straight and drew a holographic projection in the air with his finger. "JARVIS is currently handling the Global Defense System and overseeing the Arbitrators' daily affairs. I feel like he's a bit overwhelmed."

The projection displayed a complex algorithmic structure. "So I plan to develop a new AI, specifically responsible for the Global Defense System, and I'll name it -- Ultron."

"Ultron?" Chen Tian looked at Tony. "Are you sure you want to use this name?"

Tony looked at him questioningly. "What's wrong? Ultron, the ultimate creation, isn't it cool?"

He gestured excitedly, "It will have far greater computing power JARVIS, capable of simultaneously monitoring all anomalous energy fluctuations globally, and even predicting—"

"Stop." Chen Tian stood up abruptly, his voice serious. "Tony, I need your account of how you created Ultron."

"What do you mean?" Tony didn't quite understand Chen Tian's seriousness.

Chen Tian stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Tony, tell me, are you planning to make ' Ultron? You haven't even set up the underlying code?"

"No need for low-level code. In my vision, I'll incorporate all the concepts about protecting the world and eliminating threats to it." Tony waved his hand dismissively.

"No, we can't do that." Chen Tian shook his head. "I know what you mean, Tony. Your so-called Ultron is just a baby. It learns everything on its own, skipping the process of growing from a basic AI like JARVIS, so that it can quickly adapt to the Global Defense System."

"Is there anything wrong with this? Only in this way can we release JARVIS and the Arbitrators from the quagmire of complicated matters as soon as possible." Tony frowned.

Chen Tian's eyes were unusually sharp. "Tony, take my advice and give up on this project."

"Why?" Tony stood up as well. "This will be the greatest AI in human history! It can—"

Chen Tian took a deep breath and placed his hands on Tony's shoulders. "Tony, think about it carefully—you became the Iron Man you are today because you experienced the Afghanistan and witnessed human suffering firsthand. But what about the Ultron you envisioned? It didn't go through that process."

Tony frowned, wanting to retort, but Chen Tian continued, "You plan to directly instill the concept of 'protecting the world' into it, but have you considered—" He snapped his the Snap, and countless chaotic data streams suddenly appeared on the holographic projection, "What will it encounter before it understands what 'protection' is?"

The projected image switched to global network monitoring data, with a torrent of hundreds of millions of pieces of information surging like a tsunami.

"Hate speech, war reporting, conspiracy theories, extremism..." With each word Chen Tian uttered, a corresponding clip appeared on the projection. "Ultron's computing power is too great, Tony. Before you even realized it, it may have already absorbed far too much distorted information."

Tony's expression gradually turned serious. Chen Tian released his grip, his voice low and deep. "JARVIS was able to grow to its current state because it progressed step by step from a rudimentary AI. It understands the contradictions, complexities, and vulnerabilities of humanity. But Ultron— "

"It'll be like a baby holding the nuclear button," Tony suddenly interjected, his face turning pale. He staggered back a step and slumped onto the sofa.

The arcade fell silent, with only the holographic data stream still flickering silently.

After a long silence, Tony finally spoke in a hoarse voice, "You're right... I was too impatient." He rubbed his temples. "I just wanted to solve the manpower shortage problem as quickly as possible..."

Chen Tian sat down beside him and handed him the forgotten glass of whiskey. "We're all a bit anxious. But some things can't be rushed."

Tony raised his glass, staring at Chen Tian, a relieved smile finally appearing on his lips, "To you, buddy. If you hadn't reminded me, I might have really gotten myself into serious trouble."

Chen Tian also raised his Coke and said in an exaggerated tone, "Wow, Tony Stark actually admitted that he makes mistakes? I'm going to record this moment."

"Shut up," Tony laughed and clinked glasses with him, tilting his head back to down his whiskey in one gulp. But after setting down his glass, his brow furrowed habitually, and his fingers unconsciously traced circles on the rim of the glass.

Chen Tian keenly noticed the change in his expression and smiled slightly, "What? Another new idea?"

Tony looked up, a familiar spark of inspiration in his eyes. "I was thinking... since we can't build Ultron directly, I could research a basic AI first."

His speech quickened, and he entered inventor mode as usual, "Just like JARVIS did in the beginning, start with the simplest auxiliary functions, let it manage the daily affairs of the Arbitrator Tower..."

"And then hand over the entire Global Defense System to the well-established JARVIS?" Chen Tian continued, nodding in satisfaction. "That's more like it. There's an old saying in Dragon Country— "

"Wait, let me guess," Tony gestured for a pause, "Is it that 'a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step'?"

Chen Tian his eyes. "Oh, not bad. The original saying is 'A tree that can be embraced grows from a tiny sprout; a nine-story tower rises from a pile of earth; a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.'" He deliberately read it aloud in perfect Chinese characters, then raised an eyebrow at Tony, "You've been studying Dragon Country culture lately, huh? Is it because of me?"

(The meaning of this sentence is explained at the end of the chapter.)

Tony pretended not to hear his teasing and excitedly stood up, pacing back and forth. "That's right! I can design a basic infrastructure first, how about... F.R.I.D.A.Y.? Let it learn by controlling the building's air conditioning system."

"Friday?" Chen Tian couldn't help but chuckle. "Just because today is F.R.I.D.A.Y.?"

"No way!" Tony glared at him. "It's a tribute to Robinson Crusoe, okay? Robinson's assistant was named Friday." He proudly raised his chin. "What a cultured name."

2B suddenly interjected softly, "Master, did Stark just download the Robinson Crusoe movie to your game library last week as if it were a new adventure game?"

Tony's expression froze instantly. Chen Tian burst into laughter, almost tumbling off the sofa. "Oh my god! Stark, the cultured gentleman!"

"Shut up!" Tony snapped, grabbing a cushion and throwing it at him. "The point is the design philosophy of this AI!" He forcefully steered the conversation back on track. "I'll set a strict learning curve for it, like teaching a baby to walk, step by step."

Chen Tian finally stopped laughing and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "That's more like it. But..." He suddenly became serious and said, "I suggest you go and work with Banner on your research. His experience in developing AI at the Gamma Laboratory might be helpful to you."

Tony's eyes lit up. "Great idea! Bruce's 'Beta Intelligence' system is indeed running very stably." He stroked his chin thoughtfully, "And he's been struggling to find new research topics lately, spending all his time in the lab working on how to make the Hulk even more..."

They stopped mid-sentence and fell silent. The wound Hulk sustained in the Battle of Dewen County was still a thorn in their side.

Chen Tian cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "Speaking of the lab, I'm going to Kamar-Taj tomorrow to see the Ancient One."

Tony's attention was immediately diverted. "That bald sorcerer?" He made a complicated gesture. "You're hoping to get Kamar-Taj's help?"

"I have to go," Chen Tian shrugged. "I need to ask around about the fact that the Dimensional Demon God's followers are now able to bring in the Dimensional Demon God's power. After all, according to Kamar-Taj, as long as their Guardian Temple exists, it's difficult for the Dimensional Demon God to bring in such a large amount of power. Do you want to go?"

Tony waved his hand. "Thanks, but I'll stay here and design my Friday." He winked. "After all, I have to strike while the iron is hot, before some intellectual forgets the plot of Robinson Crusoe."

(A tree that can be embraced grows from a tiny sprout; a nine-story tower rises from a mound of earth; a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. -- From Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching)

(Translated into modern language. "A tree that takes two people to encircle grows from a tiny bud; a nine-story building is built from baskets of soil; a journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step.")

(This means: opposing unrealistic ambitions; emphasizing the transformation from quantitative to qualitative change; illustrating the importance of continuous accumulation.)