American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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They sensed something was wrong; even the Pentagon, the FBI, and the intelligence agencies were present. These people were not good people; they must have another reason for being here.

Alfred, the butler who came with Bruce Wayne, leaned closer to him and said.

"Young Master Wayne, we'd better leave as soon as possible."

Bruce shook his head seriously: "I want to see what happens tonight?"

Alfred Mo sighed and said nothing more.

Meanwhile, Sam Lane, who was chatting and laughing with his daughter, was pulled aside by his subordinates. He didn't realize what he had heard, and the smile on his face vanished instantly. He turned around and walked downstairs without looking back.

Louise turned around curiously: "Clark, what did that man say?"

"The FBI and intelligence agencies want to speak with your father."

Louise's journalistic intuition told her something: "Are they there too?"

Clark pointed to the right, then to the left, then to the right again.

"The FBI on the left and the CIA on the right have been discussing exoskeleton armor."

Exoskeleton Armor

Louise's heart skipped a beat, and she asked businesslike, "You mean Xu Fu-Xiao is going to release the exoskeleton armor today?"

"Yes, that's what they say."

Clark's eyes gleamed as his X-ray vision pierced through countless obstacles, finding himself in the basement of a warehouse, where eight exquisitely crafted humanoid suits of armor were arranged side by side.

"I understand, first floor, eight units in total."

Louise couldn't help but say, "Perhaps we should..."

Clark shook his head seriously: "We are journalists, not thieves."

Louise was at a loss. Her man was good in every way, except that he was a little too rigid, and she didn't know how to change him.

...

Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, it was seven o'clock in the evening, and the exhibition officially opened.

The lights in the hall dimmed, and everyone's attention was focused on the center of the stage. With a "whoosh," the air was filled with a buzzing sound: hundreds of birds chirped and rushed into the ventilation ducts.

The once quiet hall suddenly became lively.

People watched the flock of birds circling overhead with a mixture of wariness, curiosity, and surprise. Keen-eyed observers quickly noticed that these birds were different from birds in the wild: their bodies reflected light as if they were made of metal.

Xu Fu, wearing a purple shirt, walked to the center of the stage, smiling brightly as he spoke.

"Gentlemen, welcome to the Tesla Industrial Expo. These birds are my first gift to you."

Hope you like it

As soon as the words were spoken, the birds would fly down and land on people's shoulders, some even rubbing against each other and making various caressing gestures.

People were amazed and curiously held the bird in their hands to observe it up close.

"It really is metal!"

"A mechanical bird that can tilt its head back and blink is amazing!"

Everyone present held their breath, marveling at this amazing bird.

Sam Lane and his Department of Defense colleagues exchanged a glance, seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes: what a terrible sight it would be if these birds were carrying bombs inside their bodies.

Upon realizing this, Qiu Yuran and Wang Kun couldn't help but raise their heads and stand up to defend themselves.

Chapter 1140 The New Energy Era!

Xu Fu clapped his hands, and the lights in the hall came on one by one. Bathed in the light, he picked up the microphone and spoke.

"I love the 21st century and I hate the 20th century because here we have the Internet, one of the greatest inventions in the world. It makes me feel the vastness of the world, the potential of technology, and the insignificance of mankind. Here, I want to thank Mr. Turing and Mr. Neumann first, for they made the future a reality."

"Science is fascinating; it always surprises people without them even realizing it, like this..."

Xu Fu snapped his fingers, and a hazy, shimmering screen appeared behind him. The screen shrank, transforming into a stunningly beautiful woman with distinctive ethnic features. The woman was approximately twenty-four years old, with exquisitely beautiful features and a perfectly proportioned figure.

Avril says hello to everyone.

The girl nodded slightly.

My name is Avril, nice to meet you.

These calm words echoed in the hall for a long time.

The crowd paused for a moment, then erupted in chaos: It was the sound of a computer! Humans plus artificial intelligence, this is too much!

A reporter shouted, "Mr. Shaw, is this Ms. Avril Lavigne played by a real person?"

"No, of course not. It's Tesla's new product, the Smart Butler, which can help people organize files and handle daily chores. Of course, this is just one of dozens of basic functions. Avril's main function is anthropomorphic thinking, which can be broadly understood as language communication ability."

The reporter asked incredulously, "You mean she can communicate with us?"

Xu Fu waved to Avril in a grand manner, and although Avril didn't wave back, she strode over with a bold stride.

"What can I do for you, sir?"

The reporter noticed his voice trembled slightly as he said...

"You...you can really communicate with me."

Yes, Avril has that ability.

The reporter pinched her nerve, "What...do you know?"

“My program has 14,700 workflows, which can be divided into 3,300 specific categories.”

The reporter was speechless, unsure how to answer. He knew nothing about artificial intelligence, let alone most of the people present.

"Alright, Avril, we can go back now."

The girl smiled adorably and walked gracefully back to the stage, her skirt fluttering as she walked, revealing her smooth, taut, and long legs. At that moment, even though she was called a virtual character, the men in the audience couldn't help but feel their hearts race.

Louise looked at her boyfriend and said sarcastically.

"That girl is so beautiful, she looks so real."

Clark nodded approvingly, paused, sensed something, quickly shook his head, and then...

"She is a synthetic image." "No matter how beautiful she is, she is not real."

Louise snorted, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.

On stage, Xu Fu continued to talk about the possibilities of smart butlers. Avril acted as the test subject, demonstrating incredible anthropomorphic thinking. Gradually, the heads of many conglomerates expressed their intentions, and the presidents of the largest banks also realized that they had all realized the potential market for smart butlers. This was not a business worth hundreds of billions of dollars, but a brand new business field worth thousands or even trillions of dollars.

"I love technology; it always brings surprises, but you can't deny that surprises can also cause harm."

Xu Fu snapped his fingers, and a huge virtual screen appeared behind him, displaying decades of climate change, environmental changes, the damage caused to the earth by industrial development, and massive garbage dumps, among other things.

"The environment is a very heavy and ancient topic. Decades ago, the United Nations put forward a plan to protect the environment, including signing environmental protection agreements and restricting resource extraction. However, decades have passed and there is no sign of improvement. On the contrary, the situation is getting worse and worse. The area of ​​Arctic glaciers is shrinking. Since the first measurement, it has decreased by nearly 80%. Such data is terrible and shocking."

"To be honest, I'm not an environmentalist. I don't like the degradation of nature, and I don't care about mountains of industrial waste. But when you have the opportunity to make the world a better place and you don't do it, that's a crime in itself."

"This is my second gift to you."

The stage slid down, forming a ramp, and a silver sports car drove out from below, circled the stage once, and then stopped next to Xu Fu.

"As you can see, this is a car equipped with a driverless system that can drive seamlessly without a driver, but that's not the point..."

Xu Fu patted the trunk.

"That's it!"

The crowd was confused. "It's just a butt, isn't it? We've touched them before." Before anyone could shout "exhaust pipe," the crowd suddenly realized, and everyone craned their necks, unable to hide their shock.

It is now 2003. Due to the limitations of battery technology, new energy vehicles are still just a concept, let alone finished products without even design drawings.

Is this really an electric car?

"The AI-powered butler and the electric vehicle are closely related products and can form a perfect business chain."

The people sitting here aren't stupid; their first thought is Xu Fu's plan and Tesla's immense inherent potential. According to this plan, barring unforeseen circumstances, Tesla will transform the automotive industry and become the next generation's leader.

Xu Fu smiled.

"Technology is changing the world, technology is shaping the future. Many scientists used to believe that while technology is changing people's lives, it is also destroying the earth. But from now on, I will change their minds."

"Coal and oil will become a thing of the past, and the United Nations will no longer have to worry about environmental problems because I helped them." "The world will begin to change from this car."

"This is my new product, the Tesla Energy Vehicle, which uses autonomous driving technology and intelligent artificial intelligence. It can travel 400 miles on a single charge. I suggest that everyone here sell all oil-related stocks, as they will become obsolete because of Tesla."

Xu Fu opened his arms wide, his face radiating absolute confidence.

"The oil era is over; the future belongs to new energy, to Tesla."

The people downstairs looked at each other, shocked by these words. Some began to applaud, and the applause grew louder and louder until it was deafening. Several bank managers huddled together and whispered to each other, seemingly discussing the veracity of the content.

They are seasoned business veterans and won't be swayed by a few pronouncements or simple product demonstrations. Tesla's products look good, but how much of their authenticity is questionable.

However, the reporters felt that this was not enough, and during the intervals between applause, they began to hand out microphones; Xu Fu ignored them, raised his hand, and a small bird appeared on the stage, took off, and curled up on the stage.

"Now there will be a halftime break." "Then I'll give you a unique surprise."

Chapter 1141 Curse!