amaotonovel Chapter 1581 Fishing Day (1)
Chapter 1581 Fishing Day (1)
Chapter 1581 Fishing Day ([-])
In the spacious and bright lecture hall, the noise is like sea waves, pushing the slightly sultry air towards the door layer by layer, and the crowd is like squid at high tide drifting with the tide, and a figure is like a hot knife cutting through butter , separated the crowd and walked towards the front podium.
As soon as Schiller looked up, he saw Charles' face. He lowered his head and cleaned up the lesson plans on the table, looked at Charles with a smile and said, "What's the matter, professor? Why are you free to come to me today?"
"In order not to disturb you, I listened to half a class of Interstellar Sociology outside the door. Your lectures are very good, lively and interesting, very suitable for this group of children. Can I take a little of your time next?"
Just as Charles said this, two girls rushed towards this side, one was Asian, and the other looked like an American girl. They ran to the podium arm in arm, so fast that Leaning forward, he almost fell headlong on the table.
"My God, Dean, it's not easy to catch you! Charlotte told me that nine times out of ten she can't find you in the office." The Asian girl was the first to speak.
"What's the matter, Wen? What's the matter with you and Charlotte?"
"It's like this, Dean, Charlotte and I are classmates in high school. We read the admission rules of New York University and learned that they will open the Department of General Sociology in September next year, and will expand the enrollment by 60 people. , so that Charlotte and I both have the chance to go to NYU."
"This is a good thing." Schiller nodded, looked at them very gently and said, "I heard that both of you have good grades in high school and have won some awards. It shouldn't be a problem to apply to New York University, right?"
"Yes, but I heard that new subjects will have entrance exams. We have some questions about interstellar sociology that we would like to ask you. This may improve our grades in the entrance exams."
"Of course, you can ask any questions you have." Schiller nodded, showing full patience.
"It's just right, Dr. Rodriguez, I also don't understand something about the subject of 'Interstellar Security Situation and Analysis of War Potential of Four Civilization Types' that you just taught in class, but I also want to know about these two Miss didn't understand." Charles joined the conversation in a timely manner.
"Oh, Dean Xavier, you're here too. If you two have business to talk about, we can talk about it another day..."
"It's nothing. I can talk about Charles and I later. If you have any questions, just ask."
The Asian girl named Wen immediately started flipping through the notebook in her hand, Charlotte also leaned over, and the two pointed to a question on it and said: "The concept of good and evil in mechanical civilization that you talked about in about 10 minutes after the start of the class It affects their status in the interstellar security situation and at the same time increases their war potential, but the reasons for this are not detailed, and we want to hear this part."
"This is quite a simple logic." Schiller said with a smile, "If all human beings are produced in factories, the raw materials are almost unlimited, and the energy is also very sufficient. No matter how much sacrifice is made, it can be replenished at any time. How do you think this will affect the international situation?"
"Then I'm afraid I won't have a peaceful life." Instead, Charlotte looked more shy, and she said in a soft voice: "I will not be condemned in terms of human rights, and the power groups that hope to gain benefits through war will definitely be more unscrupulous. "
"That's it. This is what I have emphasized before. The form of civilization affects the concept of right and wrong of civilization, which in turn affects their views on war, and then affects the star security situation."
"You mean, is it easier for a purely mechanical civilization to provoke a war?"
"Probably so, but it's not completely limited to mechanical civilization. I'm just giving an example. When the sacrifice of the main members of a race is not valued and can be replenished at any time, they are destined not to care too much about the casualties of war... ..."
The two girls nodded, and soon Wen looked at a question on the notebook and asked: "Then is the laziness of immortal species and special magic civilization also the reason?"
"Take Asgard as an example." Schiller pushed his glasses and said: "On the one hand, the concept of time of the immortal species is different from that of the short-lived species. When Asgard launches a war, the ordinary short-lived species civilization may Dozens of generations have been changed, so the harm caused is not too great.”
"On the other hand, in the interstellar society, most magic-based civilizations have unique advantages. They are rich first, and then explore outwards, instead of having to speed up because of limited resources like humans and other civilizations. Steps beyond the parent star."
"Since this is the case, the driving force that urges them to explore outwards is more curiosity. Therefore, they will show a special laziness to some major events in the interstellar society. It seems to us that they are slow to respond. In fact, It's just because the benefits of being robbed by weaker races are not beneficial to their survival and development in their view."
The two girls nodded, and then they asked a few more questions about the differences between the four types of civilization, most of which focused on the reasons for these differences. Charles also joined this discussion from time to time, but he paid more attention to How should a civilization that started at the beginning gain enough benefits through war or in other people's wars.
Finally, Schiller concludes.
"Even from the perspective of the interstellar level, war is only a means rather than an end. The faction groups that wage war must be profitable. Purely chaotic races are always excluded from the interstellar society. The cloak of civilization, they have no chance to return to the interstellar society."
"Rules can be armor or weapons. When everyone has to sit down and talk because of the rules, strong force is the guarantee of justice, but in the end it decides who can go further and understands what they want. What a long-term view."
The two girls showed thoughtful expressions, and Charlotte said thoughtfully: "It seems that intelligent life is similar, "I want both" Although I get a lot, I can't help being too greedy. Sacrificing some interests at the right time can gain the advantage of public opinion, as for how to choose, you have to look at who you are and what you want."
"You will be an excellent interstellar politician, miss." Schiller smiled, looked at Charlotte and said.
"Thank you very much, Dean, if we have similar problems in the future..."
"You can come to me after class in the dream school, or you can call me in reality, but please call Arkham Sanatorium. I personally don't answer any calls from numbers other than the address book."
The two girls nodded and turned to leave. Charles walked to the opposite side of Schiller, shook his head slightly and said, "It's amazing, Doctor, inviting you to the Dreamland School is the most correct decision I've made."
"It's nothing, Professor, but if you have any questions, I'm afraid we will have to talk next time. I have an appointment in the afternoon, and I have to prepare to go now."
"Oh? Are you going out?"
"Yes, I have an appointment with Steve and Nick to go ice fishing on Long Island on Sunday afternoon. You know it's a rare time, and the thickness of the ice is just right."
Charles was taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise, "Are you going ice fishing too? I was just about to talk to Eric about it."
"He's been a little distracted by something lately, and fishing is one of the few forms of entertainment he's willing to use to pass the time, and I'm here to invite you to come with us, after all, you know, between us The relationship with him is too close, and I am not suitable to give him psychological counseling."
"So that's it." Schiller sped up his movements, organized the documents on the desktop and said, "This event was initiated by Nick, but I think he would be happy to invite you, but the time is a bit rushed... "
"I've prepared everything for a long time." Charles said with a smile, "I know Eric will not refuse my proposal, never."
"How are you going to get there?" Schiller asked again.
"You can text the coordinates to the flashing phone, and I'll give you his number later, and he'll take care of driving us there. It's a happy coincidence, isn't it?"
Schiller laughed and said quite frankly: "The most pleasant coincidence is that you found me now. If it was a few weeks ago, I would not have time to go fishing."
"When you reach my age, you will understand how precious it is to slow down and enjoy life. If you stop, your memory will be filled with gunfire and blood will flow like a river, and even God will sigh for it from time to time. "
Charles uses a lot of English rhetoric and it sounds like Shakespeare, but Schiller knows exactly what he's implying and he just replies in the same tone: "Human beings and society spend too much time arguing about right and wrong, and There are always conflicts because of this, if you really want to relax peacefully, you have to jump out of this vicious circle first."
"Fishing is a great way to relax, isn't it?"
"Of course, fishing is quite relaxing, especially when two of the men who participated were from World War II and the other two were from Russia."
Charles twitched the end of his eyebrows, and his face showed a satisfied expression, but it was not limited to the satisfaction of the people who participated in this event, but more like the pleasure produced by the tacit understanding brought by the tacit understanding when talking with a smart person.
That would convince Eric, Charles thought, that it was a rare opportunity for an important figure of humanity not to be bound to quintessential Americans like Stark and Strange.
Eric never liked Americans, especially successful American people. Whenever Charles chatted with him about this, Eric's expression was disgusted, as if he heard someone stepped on shit this morning.
His malice doesn't come from his background, it's just that wild Yankees and perfectionism, rigor and cleanliness are natural antonyms, and it's enough for the latter to hear certain words that the former associates with love history It's disgusting.
"But before I do that, can I ask, what's bothering Dr. Lanshere?" Schiller asked as they walked out with Charles.
What he called Eric stunned Charles for a moment, but then he smiled and said, "Whatever his troubles are, you can fix them, Dr. Schiller, because just what you call him is enough to open his mind." Beware, few people call him Doctor."
"But he's a doctor, isn't he? Even though he earned his degree in astrophysics as an adult, and may have used his mutant powers in the course of his experiments, he could indeed be called Dr. Lanshere."
"You could try calling him Dr. Eisenhart, it might make him a little happier."
"Is that his real name?"
"Yes, his real name is Max Eisenhart, but in order to disguise himself as a gypsy, he changed his name to Eric Lanshere. I have said more than once that his pseudonym is fake. It's terrible, but he just won't change."
Schiller stopped at the door, looked at Charles with a smile, and said, "Let's wait for him to tell me himself. This honesty can be exchanged for a doctoral title that I fully approve of. If it really makes all the Russians present call him Marx , that is a great compliment."
Charles laughed along and said, "Thank you."
(End of this chapter)