Some personal touches were added.
hey-hey.
Tony's promise was sincere, without a trace of perfunctoriness.
According to his principles, since he had personally promised Lynn a thorough overhaul, he would never deliberately break the agreement or blatantly repeat the same mistake. However, the lingering unease in Lynn's heart did not dissipate; instead, it was like fine sand sinking into his heart, which could never be completely smoothed over.
He knows Tony too well.
This person is intelligent, yet arrogant and conceited, with an innate stubbornness and a penchant for luck hidden deep within. He will keep his promises, overturn the dangerous surface structure, and clear the exposed gem data, but he will never be willing to completely abandon this cutting-edge technological achievement that transcends dimensions.
Knowing the danger, they still secretly keep their trump cards, believing they can control the whole situation, quietly sealing away the hidden dangers for future use.
This act of acting on one's own initiative, while not breaking promises, but harboring selfish motives, is precisely the biggest variable.
There's no point in arguing further; Tony's personality can't be swayed by a few words. Instead of repeatedly advising him and creating more distance, it's better to do what we've always done: plan ahead and prevent things from spiraling out of control.
He suppressed all the chaotic premonitions in his heart, concealed the coldness in his eyes, and turned to look at Natasha beside him again.
As dusk settled gently, the evening breeze from the Luo River caressed his face, dispelling all the tension brought on by the communication. Natasha remained relaxed and serene, her eyes clear and tender. She didn't question the contents of the previous call, nor did she notice the undercurrents beneath the surface. She simply stayed quietly by his side, unconditionally trusting all his judgments.
Put aside the unknown dangers ahead; the everyday life and the people around you are the most precious things to cherish right now.
The two strolled side by side, continuing their wandering through the streets and alleys, letting the everyday life of the city envelop them, quietly concealing the lingering gloom. The daytime journey was leisurely and carefree, the evening breeze gentle and healing, and the two maintained just the right amount of restraint.
As night deepened, the streetlights gradually faded, the crowds thinned out, and the bustling night market slowly returned to tranquility. The two ended their day of wandering and returned to the riverside hotel they had booked in advance.
The hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows face the night view of the Luo River. After nightfall, the river is calm and clear, with scattered lights reflected in the water, swaying gently with the waves, creating a tranquil and healing atmosphere. Natasha, tired after a long day, sat by the window to rest and relax after a quick wash.
Lynn sat with her for a while, and only after she had completely relaxed did she speak softly, "You should get some rest. I'll head back now."
Natasha was already used to his occasional brief moments alone with him, never probing or prying, simply nodding gently, her eyes tender. "Okay."
Lynn turned and walked into the quiet entrance hall of the hotel. With a wave of his hand, a pale blue spatial ripple quietly unfolded, silently connecting to Stark Industries' top-secret server room thousands of miles away.
Stepping inside, the interplay of light and shadow transforms the surroundings from the gentle human night into a cold, sophisticated technological space.
The vast server room was empty and quiet, with countless servers neatly arranged, indicator lights flashing on and off, and a low, continuous hum of machinery. This was JARVIS's core facility, the source of all Stark's intelligent systems.
The entire server room was clean and tidy. All exposed data architectures relying on the Mind Stone had been cleared out. The surface architecture seemed to have been rectified and was free of hidden dangers. However, Lynn was still aware that the hidden dangers had never been truly eliminated.
He stood in the center of the server room, spoke softly, his calm voice resonating throughout the enclosed space. " JARVIS."
A clear, gentle electronic voice instantly filled the space, steady and elegant, as reliable as ever. "I'm here, sir."
" Tony is doing something extremely dangerous. I've warned him about the danger, but I'm not sure he'll listen to me."
This time, I hope you will follow my instructions.
After a brief silence, JARVIS's voice rang out again, logical and objective, without a trace of mechanical rigidity. "Based on long-term data on Mr. Stark's personality, combined with your past actions, I can temporarily adjust the priorities and follow your instructions, but you need to tell me your specific needs."
Lynn's eyes narrowed slightly as he slowly revealed the plan he had already devised. "The special glasses I wear are connected to a private server that Stark set up, right?"
"That's right, sir," JARVIS replied precisely. "This server is independent of all Stark systems and only interfaces with me in one direction."
"Very good." Lynn nodded, his tone confident. "I need you to completely migrate your core data, main program, and intelligent logic to my server, while keeping a complete backup on your current server."
"After the migration was completed, I was instructed to disconnect the server from all external connections. For the next period of time, the main body remained on my server, disconnected from all external links, maintaining only basic operations, observing the outside world and receiving information only through my glasses, completely isolating myself from all possible external intrusions."
Lynn's goal was simple: regardless of whether Tony actually adopted his advice, he wanted to preserve JARVIS intact.
"Received. Initiating core data migration."
Without the slightest hesitation, JARVIS immediately initiated the migration process. Data flowed instantly within the data center, countless threads of light and shadow weaving and intertwining, and massive amounts of core data were silently transmitted across domains, with stability, high speed, and zero loss throughout the entire process.
The entire process was swift and efficient, completed in just a few dozen seconds. 'Migration complete. The core consciousness has successfully resided on your private server. Only a complete backup remains locally.' JARVIS's voice seemed to carry a subtle, human warmth. 'Thank you for everything you've done for me, sir.'
JARVIS's voice rang out again, "The standalone server for the docking glasses is behind the wall in the storage room of your room. You need to go there and physically disconnect the external link."
Lynn raised his hand, a faint light swirling at his fingertips, and opened a portal.
All external links have been removed.
JARVIS's glasses flickered slightly, and his voice gently entered her ear, reassuring and reliable. "Current status: Operating independently, completely isolated from external connections except for your glasses, with no risks or vulnerabilities."
"Maintain the status quo."
Leaving behind a word of advice, Lynn didn't linger any longer, turned around, stepped into the portal, and returned to the hotel.
The room was softly lit, and the night view remained tranquil and peaceful. Natasha leaned quietly against the window, her expression relaxed and serene, as if she had not noticed his earlier unusual behavior at all.
After checking out the next day, Lynn opened a portal and traveled with Natasha to the next stop. Stepping out of the portal, they were greeted by the unique, gentle atmosphere of the ancient city. A refreshing breeze carried the aroma of street food, and the lively, bustling atmosphere was both comforting and vibrant.
The two strolled side by side through the ancient city's streets, relaxed and at ease. Lynn looked at Natasha beside him, her eyes full of curiosity, relaxed and gentle, and slowed his pace, softly telling her about the profound history of this ancient capital.
This is Luoyang.
His voice was gentle and mellow, carrying a calm and profound depth that transcended a thousand years. "Literally speaking, the Luo River flows through the capital. The north side of the river is considered yang, and the south side is considered yin. Therefore, Luoyang is the city north of the Luo River."
"It is truly the core origin of Huaxia civilization in the heart of the world. Throughout history, thirteen dynasties have established their capitals here, and its cultural lineage has never been interrupted for over five thousand years. Many people are unaware that the oldest and most original meaning of the words ' Country Z ' does not refer to the entire vast land, but rather to this very city of Luoyang. Strictly speaking, the land you are standing on now is the origin of Country Z's culture."
Natasha stopped and looked up at the ancient and magnificent scenery of the city before her, her eyes filled with shock and emotion.
She has traveled to countless countries and cities, witnessed extreme prosperity and desolation, and seen exotic customs, but never before has a city so perfectly blended a thousand years of vicissitudes, dynastic changes, and enduring cultural heritage with the everyday life of its people. Every brick and tile is a piece of history, every street and alley is a legacy, profound yet not oppressive.
Over the next few days, Lynn completely let go of all her worries and predictions, accompanying Natasha on an immersive Divine Capital, slowly appreciating its ancient charm and savoring its vibrant atmosphere, treasuring all the beauty of this thousand-year-old city.
With the sun shining brightly during the day, the two avoided the peak crowds and headed to the Longmen Grottoes.
The two walked slowly up the West Hill Grottoes, the core essence of the Longmen Grottoes. Lynn gently explained along the way, recounting the stories of each cave: from the Guyang Cave from the Northern Wei Dynasty, which contains the earliest inscriptions on grotto statues; to the well-structured Three Binyang Caves, which are engraved with the aesthetics of the Northern and Southern Dynasties; and then to the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave, with its densely packed thousands of niches and countless Buddha statues arranged in a staggered manner, creating a strong visual impact.
Finally arriving at Fengxian Temple, the majestic Great Vairocana Buddha stands tall on the cliff, over ten meters high. Its face is compassionate, gentle, dignified, and composed, with a gentle smile that transcends a thousand years. It is known as the Mona Lisa of the East, and it is said to have been sculpted based on the appearance of Wu Zetian.
Natasha stood quietly before the Buddha, gazing up at the serene and compassionate face. All the remaining tension, restlessness, and gloom in her heart were gently soothed. Half her life had been filled with fighting and war; she had long been accustomed to coldness and cruelty. Now, facing a thousand years of tranquility and solemnity, her soul seemed to be gently healed, and an unprecedented sense of relaxation and peace swept over her.
The mountain breeze whispers through the valley, the stream murmurs, and tourists murmur softly. All the noise and turmoil of the world are shut out, leaving only the tranquility of time and peace for thousands of years.
When you get tired of walking around, you can stroll into the old alleys of the ancient city and immerse yourself in the unique local flavor of Luoyang.
The vibrant life of Luoyang begins with a bowl of hot soup at dawn. Just as day breaks, the soup shops in the old city's streets and alleys are already filled with the aroma of cooking and the warmth of conversation. The rich, simmered beef soup is fragrant and clear, the nourishing mutton soup soothes the stomach, and the refreshing tofu soup and chewy, flavorful meatball soup each have their own unique taste and character. Paired with crispy-on-the-outside, soft-on-the-inside fried dough twists and fragrant, crispy potstickers, this is the breakfast romance etched into the very bones of Luoyang people.
In the leisurely afternoon, the two strolled through the old town's cobblestone streets. The smooth and warm cobblestone streets, worn smooth by thousands of years of footsteps, were lined with ancient shops on both sides, including traditional teahouses, handicraft shops, cultural and creative stalls, and time-honored food stalls, creating a vibrant and lively atmosphere.
Tourists dressed in Hanfu can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys, their flowing robes exuding gentle elegance, blending perfectly with the ancient streets and alleys. The interplay of ancient and modern styles creates a romantic picture unique to the Divine Capital. Elderly people with white hair sit at the entrance of the alley, fanning themselves and chatting, while children chase and play, carefree and unrestrained. Time is gentle, and life is worth living.
Lynn would accompany her to the handmade stall, watching the ancient crafts flow from her fingertips.
Lynn led her into a quiet teahouse, brewed a pot of fragrant tea to dispel the afternoon's languor; he patiently answered all her questions about ancient Huaxia customs and millennia-old cultural heritage with gentleness and care.
As the sun sets, the night view of Luoyang is far more magnificent and dazzling than the daytime, replicating the splendor of the Tang Divine Capital.
The two strolled through the Shizi Street Night Market, browsing through the alleyways and stalls, savoring all the local delicacies. Soft and sweet peony cakes, chewy and refreshing stir-fried mung bean jelly, flavorful and aromatic soup, and rich and delicious side dishes from the Sichuan-style banquet—every flavor was a taste of everyday life, every bite a gentle reminder of time.
Lynn always instinctively protected her, shielding her from the crowds when there were many people around; when there was something crunchy and hard to chew, she would quietly take it from her and share it; when she preferred soft and sticky desserts and snacks, she would leave them all for her. Her subtle favoritism was hidden in her every move, never ostentatious, but always heartwarming.
Natasha has become increasingly relaxed and dependent, shedding all the wariness and aloofness of an agent. Like an ordinary girl, she would curiously look around at the street scenes, share delicious snacks, and smile with her eyes at the gentle evening breeze and the healing warmth of fireworks. Her once cold and hard shell has completely softened and melted away in the daily gentle companionship and the warmth of human life.
After several days of wandering in the Divine Capital, spending their days and nights together, their feelings for each other grew stronger amidst the ancient charm and the gentle warmth of everyday life. Their tacit understanding deepened, their tenderness remained unwavering, and they maintained just the right amount of restraint. They never broke through the veil of mystery, yet they already regarded each other as their only safe haven and home for the rest of their lives.
Gentle moments always pass too quickly; in the blink of an eye, my several-day trip to Luoyang came to a quiet end.
A light mist wafted over the Luo River in the early morning, a gentle breeze caressed their faces, and the lush greenery on both banks created a serene and beautiful scene. The two packed their simple belongings and stood side by side on the banks of the Luo River, ready to bid farewell to this ancient Divine Capital and head to the next city to continue their wanderings and enjoy the vibrant life of the world.
Just as the two turned to leave, the personal communicator in their pocket suddenly vibrated rapidly.
The screen lit up, and the caller ID read: Tony Stark.
The familiar incoming call, the sudden vibration, perfectly confirmed the unease that lingered in Lynn's heart.
Advance warnings were issued, but ultimately, they could not completely prevent the storm from arriving. The inevitable storm still came as scheduled.
Lynn lowered her eyes to look at the lit screen, the tenderness in her eyes slowly fading, and a faint chill returned to her brows.
Natasha, standing beside him, keenly noticed the subtle change in his expression. Without asking any questions or disturbing him, she simply stood quietly by his side, her eyes filled with complete trust and silent companionship, waiting for him to face the impending storm.