Dimensionalization of American comics

“The universe is like a dark forest, and every civilization is like a hunter with a gun, sneaking in the forest like a ghost, gently pushing aside the branches blocking the road, trying hard not to make a sound with his footsteps, and even breathing must be careful: He must be cautious, because there are hunters like him everywhere in the forest. If he finds other lives, there is only one thing he can do: shoot and eliminate them. In this forest, other people are hell and eternity. Any life that exposes its existence will be quickly wiped out. This is the picture of cosmic civilization, and this is the explanation of the Fermi Paradox."

On the podium at Empire State University in New York, Columbia's Emeritus Professor Elshid spoke about his interpretation of the Fermi Paradox.

"Professor Elshid, according to your law, this universe is so dark, how can such a kind race survive? Then wouldn't humans be seeking death by launching Hubble telescope and other detectors into outer space?" A blond, blue-eyed, fair-skinned, tall figure The girl with a ponytail stood up and asked.

"Kindness is a noble quality, but it does not mean that it is a necessary element for survival. The universe seems so vast, as if it has endless resources and living space. But as long as you think about it more deeply, , you will realize that this is actually a stupid idea.

Humans began to evolve 15 million years ago, and modern humans were born 400,000 years ago. The earliest known human civilization was born only seven or eight thousand years ago. Based on human civilization, it is estimated that the solar system was born five billion years ago. , the Milky Way was born 13.6 billion years ago, and the universe was at least 14 billion years old.

So just imagine that based on the time span alone, 9,333 human civilizations can be born on the earth alone, and if you magnify it into the infinite space of the universe, how many more civilizations will be born. Of course, such calculation is unscientific, but using this as an example, you will find that this universe is actually extremely narrow. "

"For civilization, survival is the first factor. Although the universe is expanding, the total mass of the universe changes extremely slowly, and most of the mass cannot be used. In addition, there are endless civilizations wasting available resources, so In order to obtain resources for survival, high-level civilizations will definitely plunder the resources of low-level civilizations, or at least eliminate low-level civilizations that they believe have no development potential."

"For a civilization, maintaining its own survival is the greatest kindness. I think the evolutionary history of mankind has fully proved this." El Cid's words were like a sharp knife that hit the blonde girl's body to pieces. The blonde girl's face turned pale at first. Then it became extremely rosy with anger.

"So Professor Elshid, why did humans send messages to outer space without being attacked by aliens?" the blonde girl asked again with suppressed anger.

"As for this question, I hope you can find it from my new series of books. Thank you all." Elcid bowed to the students present and said, "Especially this beauty, can you tell me her name? You are this I was the only student at the university who questioned me."

"Gwen, Gwen Stacy." The girl flicked her ponytail, her big blue eyes filled with dissatisfaction with Elshid.

"Gwen" Elshid was shocked, "Spider's first girlfriend." With his face unchanged, Elshid walked out of the auditorium of Empire State University. When reporters waiting outside the auditorium saw El Cid's appearance, they were like hyenas swarming on the African grasslands after smelling the smell of meat.

"Mr. Elcid, may I ask if the publication of the Three-Body Problem series is your dissatisfaction with the government's space exploration plan?"

"Professor, is the publication of Three-Body Problem caused by the conflict between you and Professor Reed?"

"Sir, why did you give up writing fantasy and switch to science fiction?"

"Professor" "Mr." "Mr."......

El Cid knows these reporters very well. These reporters are no different from paparazzi. In order to get news, they will do anything. El Cid was sure that as soon as he opened his mouth, all sorts of unfavorable gossip about him would appear in the newspapers, but these reporters would not give up if he did not speak. Elshid was worried. On the road from the auditorium to the school gate, the noisy voices of these reporters ruined his good mood.

Suddenly, El Cid stopped, pointed at a reporter on the outermost edge who looked panicked and looked like a novice, and said: "You, come here."

"Me?" The reporter was surprised and looked very excited.

Seeing the reporter who was still dawdling, El Cid looked impatient, "It's you. Now I'll give you a chance, guy, quickly ask your question. You only have one minute now." Although El Cid only has ten He is eight years old, but his achievements are worth looking up to this reporter.

"Hello, Mr. Elcid. My name is..." the reporter hurriedly said to himself

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I introduced.

"Fifty seconds."

"My name is......"

"Question. You still have forty-six seconds." El Cid said coldly.

"Excuse me, why do you want to rewrite science fiction and the content is so dark." The reporter knew that he had no time to introduce himself, otherwise he would lose this opportunity, so he quickly asked his question.

"Try to expand your writing space, and your method is very problematic. This is not my first science fiction work. Mechanical Enemy is my first science fiction work. It has been filmed by director James. The reason why I write three The body is just my imagination of the universe." El Cid quickly answered the reporter's question and then left. Only the excited reporters were left standing there.

At this time, El Cid had arrived at the gate of Empire State University. Seeing the car waiting at the door early, El Cid immediately got into it and left in the car.

"El is still as popular as ever." Old Mike, who was driving, said with a smile.

"Uncle Mike, you are kidding again. These reporters are still as annoying as ever. I really don't know why Tony Stark likes to show off in front of them so much." El Cid said, rubbing his forehead.

El remembers that he almost escaped being tricked to death by these reporters when he was just starting out. The old guys in the New York literary world believed the reporters and attacked him in groups. If his mother hadn't had some friends in the literary world, he would have been doomed. So El has never had a good impression of these reporters.

"Haha, El still remembers those things." Old Mike chuckled and stopped talking. Old Mike is a typical white American, in his fifties, with a beautiful family, a kind wife, and a lovely daughter. Mike Sr. started driving for El's mother ten years ago, and later began escorting El after he became famous.

Sitting quietly in the car, El lamented his luck today, unexpectedly meeting a novice reporter. Although it seemed that he had revealed a lot of information, as long as he made a little effort to inquire, he would find that this information was actually very public. There will probably be an article of a few hundred words about myself in the newspapers tomorrow. The poor reporter, I'm afraid he's still happy now. He doesn't know how his editor-in-chief will roar at him. El thought of it with malice.

El is a time traveler, a time traveler who travels through souls. El, who traveled to his mother's womb, did not start practicing in the womb, and lived a Long Ao-style life after being beaten all over at the age of three. El didn't even know how he traveled through time. He only remembered that when he fainted and woke up again, he began to prepare for birth. After birth, El's body was extremely thin.

El guessed that it was because it was most likely that he had traveled through a stillborn fetus. El's mother is Valita Jingstock, who is single. So far, El doesn't know who his father is, and his mother is also very secretive about him.

Due to her thin body, Valita has been teaching El martial arts and taking medicinal baths and taking medicated meals. The lifestyle of a typical American red-haired beauty is completely oriental, more orthodox than the most orthodox Chinese. This makes El was very surprised. It was not until later that El learned that his maternal grandmother was Chinese and was said to be a lady.

After El, who was ten years old, heard the news about Captain America and the Gotham Bat for the first time, he instantly understood what a dangerous world he had entered. The American comic world where DC and Marvel were mixed, but in fact, El didn't know this world. Far more exciting than he imagined.

El's family lives in the outskirts of New York. El, who is familiar with American comics, knows that in the world of American comics, New York is a truly "good" place, with all kinds of super villains and superheroes emerging in an endless stream, and all kinds of alien visitors. Best place to visit.

Old Mike drove very slowly, but he was safer. When El arrived home, he happened to see his mother who came home at the same time as him.

"El, it seems like we have gained a lot today." Valita looked at her son with a smile.

"Hi, Mom. Why are you back so early today?" El stepped forward and hugged Valita.

"Why aren't you welcome?" Valita pretended to be angry.

"How could it be possible that I thought it was too late for you?" El explained with a smile.

"Today I will cook in person. Call Rumei here, Mike." Valita crossed El and said to Mike, who was standing behind El.

"I think Rumei will be happy." Mike quietly gestured to Valita, and Valita returned an "ok" gesture. Of course, this was all done without telling El. El actually didn't know that Valita really wanted Rumei to become a couple with him, and Old Mike was also happy to see it happen. But El was a little hesitant, because El was now filled with worries about the future.