Chapter 115 The Stars Are Shining Brightly Tonight

The morning in New York was sunny and the highway was busy with traffic. The sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Stark Tower. Schiller took a sip of a steaming cup of coffee.

Stark on the experimental table opposite was sorting out information. After a while, he pulled out a piece of information from a pile of information, shook the piece of paper, and then said: "Okay, I have to admit, you know this person." My friend has some skills, is he interested in working at Stark Group? I will give him a salary that satisfies him."

"It's going to be difficult, I'm afraid, and he's still in college."

"What does that have to do with it? Isn't Peter also in high school? By the way, which university is he from? Harvard? MIT? Could it be Princeton?"

"That's not important. What's important is, will this technology help you?"

Stark took one of the design drawings and said: "Liquid colonization is indeed a good idea, but it is mostly subject to material science. Our basic materials have not yet developed to this level. The gel you gave me It’s weird and makes me feel a little familiar..."

"You don't need to know the principle, just know that it works."

"But what I want to study is the principle." Stark said, "You can't conjure a weird material for me out of thin air, and then ask me to use it with my eyes closed."

"It's a bit troublesome, you know, none of us are philanthropists, everyone needs to support their families..."

Stark stretched out his hands and said: "Okay, okay, I know, let him make a price. You don't need to go through such a big circle with me, just quote directly."

Schiller put down his coffee cup, turned his chair around, and said to Stark, "The problem is, he doesn't want money. He's rich."

"Then what does he want?"

"He needs a technology. Of course, don't get me wrong, it's not your kind of mecha technology. He needs a satellite navigation technology that can be popularized for civilian use. More importantly, civilian communication equipment that can carry this technology."

Stark put one hand on his waist and one hand on the experimental table, and said with some confusion: "Civilian communications equipment? This is a bit strange, in my opinion... Okay, I said it, I admit that he is a genius , given his level, it can’t even be used for civilian use. Is it difficult to make a portable GPS? "

"He also requested more functions, including display systems, input and output systems, interactive interfaces, communication functions, and some leisure and entertainment functions that are as intuitive as possible."

"Isn't that a mobile phone?" Stark took out his mobile phone. Of course, it is still a button phone.

"Better than this, use your creative genius and exhaust your imagination to imagine the pinnacle of what a mobile device can achieve."

"Why does he need this thing? Isn't it enough for a mobile phone to just answer calls? It's okay to install a navigation system. As for games and entertainment, can't it be done on a computer?"

"Just say whether you can do it or not."

Stark opened his mouth, but then he turned around and said, "Of course I can do it. What can be difficult for the genius Stark?"

Then he snapped his fingers and said: "You give me a detailed product requirement, and then I will come up with a plan for you, and then you give me all the information on the liquid packaging and raw materials."

"make a deal."

20 minutes later, Stark looked at Schiller who was still writing furiously. He started to feel a little uneasy, but he still had to pretend to be confident. He could only stretch his neck to see what Schiller was still writing. Isn't it just for one person? A mobile phone requirement? How could it take so long to write?

After a long time, he couldn't bear it anymore. He tapped the table with his fingers and said, "You don't want me to invent a spaceship, do you? What mobile phone function allows you to write here for 20 minutes?"

"No, no, no, this is only a small part..." Schiller put down the pen and handed the pieces of paper to Stark. After looking at it, Stark said doubtfully: "phablet, full screen, 8-core processor, portable charging, open source system, UI interactive interface..."

"Are you sure this is a mobile phone? Isn't this just a microcomputer?"

"Now it's time to test your genius. You really need to condense almost all the functions of a computer into a handheld mobile phone. Not only must the functions run perfectly, but the display and appearance must also be smooth and beautiful. ”

Stark covered his forehead and said: "This is a bit high. I think the information you gave me cannot fully compensate for it. Let him come up with something hard."

"Don't think about raising prices on the ground. I know you just lack an idea. It's absolutely fine to do this with your technical level."

"You really can't let him come to work at Stark Group directly? I'm even willing to share my laboratory with him. We can develop these things together..."

Stark paused, then he hesitated a little, and said, "Okay, I'm just telling you, you must never tell others that your friend has the ability to stand shoulder to shoulder with the great Stark."

"Of course, he will always be a little bit behind me, but it's only a little bit behind. I think we can become good friends, especially in research, and we will have a lot to talk about, so I really can't meet him. See him?"

Schiller heard the urgency in Stark's tone, and he could also understand Stark. If he must find a close friend for Stark, someone who is on par with him in terms of intelligence and an equal in chess, then Who else could this person be besides Batman?

Although Schiller can indeed take creatures to travel between the two worlds, the risk is too high, especially for the two protagonists.

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Therefore, he could only reluctantly travel between the two worlds to carry out a wave of operations.

Although there is an era gap between Gotham and New York. DC is still in the 1980s, while New York has entered the 21st century. However, Batman and Iron Man also have their own strengths, and in some cases aspects can complement each other.

Batman is all-round. He is very proficient in all kinds of individual equipment, base construction, and strategic planning. Stark has reached unprecedented heights in machinery, and he does not care about any invention related to machinery. Down.

Bruce is good at being result-oriented. Once the goal is clear, his research and development speed is extremely fast, and the result completion rate is no less than 200%. Just like this time, the liquid colonization technology that Schiller brought to Stark was his research on venom. As a result, he extracted a gel substance from the venom. This active gel can be completely controlled through bioelectricity, and the entire development process took less than a month.

Stark's advantage is that he is unconstrained and creative, and is good at using various advanced methods to solve problems. In addition, he has the advantage of the times and can bring more cutting-edge methods and technologies than those of the previous century.

So what else is there to say? Drive down!

After getting a negative answer from Schiller once again, Stark did seem a little disappointed. He really needed a partner who could have a common topic with him.

Obadiah is still in a coma, Peter is too young and has died since his death. Although Pepper can give him emotional comfort, he knows nothing about scientific research. Although Schiller can give him life advice, he can only twist a light bulb. Tucker finally met someone who might have common topics with him in the professional field, but the other person unilaterally refused to communicate. No wonder he was disappointed.

If given the opportunity, Schiller actually doesn't mind building a communication bridge between Bruce and Stark, but the biggest problem is that the time flow rate in the two worlds is different, so even long-distance communication cannot be achieved.

But soon, Stark regained his energy, because Schiller assured him that this cooperation would be lasting and that the two of them could conduct long-term technology exchanges.

Being able to continue to see the research results of another genius made Stark full of enthusiasm for research and development. He said: "Look, although I admit that the opponent is also very strong, he will never be more talented than Stark. I'll prove it to you."

After speaking, he shook the paper written by Schiller in his hand and said: "Start from this. Now you just need to go back and tell him that he'd better come up with more genius results, otherwise I will definitely surprise him." , ashamed of oneself.”

It's a pity, Schiller thought, that Batman's personality is different from Iron Man's. He doesn't like the aggressive tactics. If Schiller said to Batman, "There are people who are more talented than you," then Batman would probably just nod his head and admit it. He would never do it. Jump up like a Stark and it's time to prove you're stronger.

If both parties have a character like Stark, then Schiller will be happy. When the time comes, he will send messages to both sides, and after irritating one side, he will irritate the other side, and directly launch an arms race between DC and Marvel.

The two super geniuses began to get involved with each other until they involved the entire world's technological level to the point where Thanos was sad when he saw it and Barbatos shed tears when he heard about it.

Judging from the upper limits of these two characters, this is not impossible.

Soon, in the research institute of Gotham University, Victor held a stack of information and said: "...His use of energy is very interesting. I think he gave me some inspiration. This method of energy conversion can indeed be used." Used in weapons."

Victor turned his pen and said to Schiller: "Wait a minute, I will get you a design drawing... Where is it? Oh! Here... I did plan to develop a freezing weapon, but I was too busy some time ago and haven’t had time to start this project yet.”

"Look at this, I call it a freezing gun, what do you think? It can freeze people into ice cubes, but keep the opponent's body active. It can be used to subdue the opponent without hurting him. I think it is used by some police and civilian areas, it must be great.”

"This is actually used in medicine. This is part of the extension of my cryogenic chamber technology."

"The reason why I made it into a weapon is actually because the current weapons are too lethal. I am a pacifist. You know, if there is such a weapon that can completely subdue the opponent without hurting him, then It is much more likely to subdue the enemy in war than to kill him."

On the other side, Stark, who saw the low-temperature technical information, said: "It's interesting. Is this another friend of yours?"

"His cryogenic technology is indeed leading, but I think it should be applied in the ecological field, such as large-scale weather generating devices, and can also solve environmental problems such as melting glaciers."

"Of course, you have to be careful with this technology, after all, it is very lethal."

"Freezing gun? His idea is not bad, but the structural design is too poor. The efficiency is too low. It can only fire one shot at a time, and it will run out of power. Jarvis, help me analyze how to make it more efficient. I will make use of this freezing energy and make a sample later..."

After returning to Gotham, Victor looked at Stark's drawings and said: "This weapon looks really good. Does your friend know medical technology? In this regard, I have still not broken through several difficulties."

"For example, how can the body's immune system and self-healing ability still function under low temperature, that is, when cell activity is reduced..."

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Schiller snapped his fingers and said: "I have a friend who is very good at this technology, especially in terms of self-healing ability."

"That's great." Victor seemed very happy. He said, "Although I know that relying on the human body's self-healing ability cannot completely solve the problem of nervous system atrophy, once the self-healing ability and immune system are restored to activity, Then when receiving subsequent treatment, the patient's physical condition will be better..."

He paced back and forth in the room with some excitement, and then he said: "I need this technology. For this, I can use more cryogenic technology in exchange. I have also considered the large-scale weather generation device you mentioned. …”

The camera turned and returned to the Stark Tower laboratory. Connors looked at some information and said: "...I have to say that this information is very timely. It solved a big problem for me."

"The problem with the lizard serum is that its activity is too high, which will cause the person to show the characteristics of a lizard in addition to its self-healing ability, and turn into a destructive monster."

"Perhaps, using low-temperature technology can indeed maintain the activity of the serum within a just right range, so that it can show its self-healing ability without being too active..."

Connors picked up a syringe, and Peter was helping. Connors thought for a moment and said, "With the help of Stark's technology, we need to create a special freezing chamber to store the serum, or... right..." ! I have an idea! We still have to start with cell activity!

Connors was very excited. He said: "Highly active self-healing ability and low-temperature storage technology are a perfect match!"

"We can completely screen cells with different activities through low-temperature technology, and we can even reach..."

"By the way! The potion you gave me last time to stimulate brain activity can also be used. We can use cryogenic technology to eliminate the negative effects... Let me think about it, let me think about it..."

"The stupid heads in the military will never figure this problem out! They only want stronger medicines. They don't know that sometimes retreat is the way to advance..."

Connors waved one arm, making some speech gestures, and then said: "If this technology can really achieve a breakthrough, I am confident that I will get a Nobel nomination this year, a great invention that will improve the lives of all disabled people." On the way..."

Schiller applauded him, and he might soon have two Nobel Prize-winning friends, albeit in different worlds.

"The combination of low-temperature technology and self-healing technology may produce greater miracles." Connors rubbed his chin and inferred: "We may have touched the threshold of immortality or even immortality. Low-temperature technology is used to maintain the original appearance, while self-healing technology is used to maintain the original appearance. Healing technology may rejuvenate and maintain and enhance cell activity..."

Soon, he began to write and draw on the materials, and he obviously had a lot of inspiration.

Peter also looked at the information, and he said thoughtfully: "Actually, I have thought about it before, doctor, do you remember the last time Pikachu crashed the refrigerator?"

"I feel that although our current refrigerators are very good, they still have shortcomings, such as the temperature control system is too fragile, the emissions are not environmentally friendly, etc."

"If these low-temperature technologies can be applied to civilian applications, yes, I have seen it. I think this technology may be more advanced than the principles used in refrigerators today for preservation. I always believe that the broader market lies in civilian applications. …”

Peter also started talking and writing. He said: "I saw a very advanced refrigerator at Mr. Stark's before, but according to Jarvis, it was very expensive, but I think if this technology is used, the cost will be lower." It should be able to be greatly reduced, and it is definitely suitable for large refrigeration devices. Moreover, this technology is more stable, and maybe it would be good to install it on a car..."

Not long after, Roy opened the door of Gotham University's office with excitement, stepped forward and held Victor's hand gratefully and said, "That large refrigeration device is really amazing. It can not only be used in warehouses, but also It can also be installed on trucks or even small vehicles, and it doesn’t use much energy..."

"...Transportation companies all over the East Coast are rushing to get it. All the factories in Gotham that are capable of assembling are running at full capacity, but there is still insufficient production capacity. Now even the West Coast has heard about it. I think our financial situation will soon be The report will be on the rise again! ”

In the Stark Tower laboratory, Ethan said to Schiller: "I tried my best. The brand-new lifts and scaffolding you want are a bit weird. I don't understand why such things need to be bulletproof? Who would Can’t you be a porter in the center of the battlefield?”

He inserted the USB flash drive into the computer, then pointed it to Schiller, and said: "I have made all important joint parts reinforced with materials, but you also know that the final effect depends on the strength of the material, Stark There is not enough vibranium in the laboratory, so I can only make a relatively small model. You can show it to your friend. If he has the money to purchase vibranium on a large scale, then I think there should be no problem in terms of strength... …”

Schiller looked at the model he was carrying. To be honest, he couldn't see any clues from the surface, so he said: "Can you lend me this model? I may have to take it to professionals for analysis."

Ethan said: "No problem at all. Anyway, I don't plan to bid it. No one will spend so much money to make such a tool so sturdy. What's the point? If it breaks, can't you just replace it with another one?"

Schiller found it difficult to explain to him how Gotham consumed tens of thousands of elevators and scaffoldings in a week. The folk customs of this city are so simple that everything on the street will become consumables.

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The model Schiller brought back was unanimously recognized, but Roy raised other questions: "The high-power traffic light in the city center is good, but it seems that it cannot be mass-produced, and it consumes a lot of electricity. Do you have any good ideas?"

Soon, Ethan took another USB drive and said: "I don't understand, are you going to direct traffic in the center of the battlefield? And what's more outrageous is that for a traffic light, the power you require is a bit too high?"

"Let me remind you first, once this thing is on, it can illuminate at least seven or eight streets, and the residents there can't sleep."

"This is what we want effect. "Schiller was very satisfied. He said, "Do you have a model? Can you show me one?"

"I don't have a model, but I can show you the real thing."

Ethan walked out. After a while, he pushed a small cart over. I saw that a light bulb on the small cart had a diameter of almost three meters. Peter came over and said in surprise, "Is this a traffic light bulb? Who is it for? A giant?"

Ethan was fiddling with the wires in the back. He said, "Cover your eyes! I'm going to turn it on!"

As soon as the power was turned on, a huge green light suddenly lit up on one wall of the Stark Building.

The next day, Pepper angrily threw a newspaper and magazine in front of Stark. It was the New York Global Times. The headline on the front page read:

"Last night, a strange green light came from the top floor of the Stark Building. Is this inhumane war promoter and mad scientist conducting another inhumane radiation experiment?"

But this kind of traffic light is indeed very effective.

One night in Gotham, Catwoman returned home. She hummed a song while taking a bath, and then admired her beautiful gems. Just as she was about to go to bed, she saw a strange red light outside the window.

Instantly, countless horror stories came to Catwoman's mind. She screamed in fear, ran to the bed, got into the quilt, and then saw a red light outside the window through the gap in the curtains, then turned green, and then red again...

Catwoman was so scared that she trembled and didn't sleep all night. When she met Bruce the next day and learned that it was a new traffic light installed in the city, Bruce was almost scratched on the face by the angry Catwoman.

Later, one afternoon in New York, Peter showed up at Matt's base. Daredevil welcomed him warmly. Peter said, "Uh... Mr. Matt, I actually have something to ask of you."

"What is it? Just tell me."

"It's just... I need some detailed information about Kingpin, just some... his industrial layout and the like."

"Oh." Matt looked at Peter in surprise and said, "It seems that you have made great progress and know how to collect intelligence first. Okay, I will only help you this time. In the future, you have to learn to collect intelligence by yourself."

Peter showed a strange expression. Matt was looking for information for him and said, "I have been fighting with him for so many years. None of his industries can escape my eyes, especially near the East Coast. You know, New York, Miami, Chicago, this Three cities are the highlight. "

"Yes, that's right, I want these three cities."

"You can't bite off more than you can chew, kid, you'd better focus on one city first, or even one block in a city."

Peter looked embarrassed, he said: "Please give me all three cities first, even if I don't need them, I can take them back and keep them, I will keep them well."

Soon, this information was placed on the table of Falcone and all the gangsters. Falcone was also a little surprised and said: "Such a detailed industrial plan, how did you come up with it? Professor Rodriguez?"

"It's just like someone has already practiced it."

"And this plan does look very reasonable. I think I can definitely convince the guys in Miami with this." Roy said.

Of course it is reasonable, Schiller thought, this is what Kingpin spent several years testing with blood and life. If it is not reasonable, Kingpin's East Coast criminal empire would have collapsed long ago.

After Gotham City and Chicago completed the cooperation, the Imperial City also got involved, and Miami certainly couldn't sit still. However, compared with other cities, this city's foundation is not strong enough and its style is conservative. Roy needs a more detailed plan to convince them.

Schiller would not make up such a plan out of thin air. He had already thought of the object to learn from, that is, Kingpin.

Kingpin is indeed a bad guy, but you have to admit that he is also a criminal genius. He can create a criminal industry chain radiating from the East Coast to the whole country from scratch, and this criminal empire has stood firm for many years. Even if he is harassed by various superheroes, he is still the underground king of the East Coast.

So what else is there to say? Start copying!

Moreover, when Schiller copied homework, he didn’t even need to notify the person being copied, because Kingpin’s nemesis, Matt Daredevil, had already studied Kingpin thoroughly, and even Kingpin himself might not have been so detailed. industrial distribution data.

The excuse for borrowing homework from Matt to copy is also very reasonable. Little Spider has just debuted, and he has already offended Kingpin, so there is only one way to go to hell. But Peter is just starting out, and it is normal for him not to be able to collect intelligence. I believe that as a little Spider-Man, Matt from Spider Life Coach will be more than happy to help.

Sure enough, this industrial plan, which was detailed down to the layout of stores in the streets and alleys, soon impressed the Miami area. Not only that, there were also some gangs in Bludhaven, not far from Gotham, who were ready to make a move.

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Although this city is relatively small, the port location is not good, and the gangsters have basically no skills, but the few big guys above them eat meat, and at least you can take them to drink some soup.

As for Schiller, he went to Bruce with this industrial plan. After reading it, Bruce said, "You mean, you want me to give you a way to crack this criminal industrial chain? Is this an exam?"

"...I think the breakthrough point should be here...Yes, this pier in Chicago, judging from its geographical location, is very important. It can be said to be the bullseye of the target. If it were me, I would definitely focus on attacking here. Industry, once something goes wrong here, several other ports will probably be implicated..."

Soon, Peter looked at a combat plan and said: "...Do it like this? Attack the docks in Chicago? Is there any special reason for this?"

"There is no special reason, but you have to believe in the wisdom of the person who made this battle plan."

A few days later, Matt patted Peter on the shoulder and said, "I really didn't realize that you are actually a master strategist. What you did was so beautiful!"

"Kingpin's industry in the middle of the east coast is almost paralyzed. I'm afraid it will take several months to recover. Come on, tell me how you came up with such a genius idea..."

On the other side, Schiller called Roy and said: "Sell a favor to Chicago and tell them to pay attention to their seaport terminal when they are building it. The industries should not be gathered too closely there, so as not to be affected by one pot and affect ours." Business……"

A few days later, in the laboratory of Stark Tower, Dr. Connors was playing with the experimental equipment while listening to Schiller telling stories about Victor.

"Maybe we are very similar," he said. "We are all working hard for other people. Maybe saving them is also saving ourselves."

He stopped what he was doing and said with some emotion: "In other words, it is the goal of saving others that has saved me countless times."

"There were many times when I had dangerous thoughts, and I knew that if I wanted to avenge what happened to me, there might be a lot I could do."

"But it's because I've been so painful about what happened to me that I can relate to it so clearly."

Dr. Connors' eyes were illuminated by the cold light of the instrument, like waves of sea water. The genes of cold-blooded animals have not completely faded away. His eyes still have vertical pupils like lizards, but now, there are differences between them and cold-blooded animals. of rich emotions.

"If it weren't for saving her, maybe I would have given up everything long ago." Also in the laboratory, Victor was sitting on the ground, leaning on the experimental table, one hand stroking the freezer where his wife was placed.

"The story you told me shocked me." He said bluntly, Victor said: "I think there are still many people in the world who are troubled by this disease like my wife."

"Just like the story of your friend, a scientist who lost his arm and wanted to cure all disabled people in the world."

"I think I have a greater goal now." Victor's voice passed through the dim light of the laboratory, and there was always a different kind of emotion in his eyes.

"That's a goal that sounds even more ridiculous, like this ridiculous world," he said.

"I hope that one day no one, no wife or husband, will ever have to suffer from this disease..."

He raised his head and looked at the freezer and said, "I hope no one will look at their loved ones through such a thick hatch, but can hug and kiss them as much as they want."

"I hope they don't have to experience the same tragic story as me." Connors said, using his only hand to rub the books on the experimental table, his voice began to become tangible in the quiet laboratory.

"To thank the world for leaving me with a genius brain after taking away part of my limbs."

"It took away my true love, but at least it left me with wisdom..."

"If I have the ability to do something, then missing an arm will not stop me from changing the world."

"If I still have a chance to reunite with her, then I hope all the families in the world have this kind of luck. If they don't, then I will give it to them..."

As for Schiller, he just stood in the middle of the two stories, listening to all their changes in mood and emotional ups and downs.

It was as if two spaces suddenly overlapped. Schiller saw that in the layered space, Connors raised his head and saw Victor sitting in front of the experimental table. Victor turned his head, and they The moment the two eyes made contact, countless light spots shattered, and space and time stopped.

Tens of millions of light years away, separated by numerous barriers, their eyes met, penetrating space and time. Two stories, two lives, the same wisdom, the same thoughts, met at this moment.

Stark stood on the roof of the Stark Building in a mecha. Schiller lit a cigarette. Stark looked at the lights of New York City under his feet and said:

"I have never felt so clearly that someone is working hard to change the world like me."

"Change the world?" Schiller said, "Why are you sure he is working to change the world like you?"

Stark shook his head and said, "This is a resonance between geniuses. Maybe you can't see how much wisdom and hard work are contained in those boring numbers."

"But I can see him from it, his wisdom, his personality. This is the communication between geniuses."

"What kind of person do you think he will be?"

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"He is different from me. He doesn't have so much passion for this, and he doesn't regard these genius studies as his life goals."

"He doesn't care about creativity, he doesn't care about the fun in it. I think he should be a rather depressed person, but it doesn't matter..."

Schiller turned his head and saw Stark's eyes, which were always a little wet, became very bright under the light of the distant lights.

He heard this unique genius say: "We are the same, but different. This world is so wonderful. He gave two completely different people almost the same wisdom."

Schiller heard Stark admit for the first time that someone had the same wisdom as him.

"No matter what our purpose is, every human being should be proud of the great wisdom he has." Stark seemed to never bow his head, just looking into the distance like this.

The lights of New York at night are still very bright. In Schiller's eyes, these lights gradually go out, the city dims, and the road begins to gradually extend. When he returns to Gotham, the roof of the Wayne Group Building is as cold as the wind.

"I always believe that no matter what other races there are in the universe, humans must be special." Batman said to Schiller on the roof, and the gradually prosperous lights in Gotham gave his mask a warm color.

"I also know that no matter where that person is making his inventions, he should think the same as I do." Batman said.

"I didn't know that you would think that someone thinks the same as you do."

"No one thinks exactly the same as me." Batman said.

"We are all unique..." Stark said.

"But this is the wonder."

"This is the essence of human wisdom..."

"Wisdom is so magical."

"...It's amazing, isn't it?"

In Schiller's vision, the lights of Gotham and New York gradually merged into one, as if at this moment, the two world's top geniuses stood face to face, they couldn't see each other, but they seemed to feel each other's existence.

They completed an almost impossible communication across an immeasurable distance and completely different time.

These geniuses seem to have found a point of intersection in a complex web, and all the light spreading out from it echoes each other. They have different identities, different backgrounds, and play different roles. They stay in their own worlds, but they seem to be close and in tune with each other.

Perhaps this is the greatness of human beings. They are always connected and empathetic.

It was late at night, Batman turned and left, and Stark also left. In the Gotham University laboratory, Victor fell asleep, and in the Stark Building laboratory, Connors slowly fell asleep.

Time and space constantly bring countless shadows and take them away.

In the end, only Schiller was left. He stood on the roof of the Stark Building. Tonight, New York was starry.

He saw countless stars twinkling at the farthest end of the night sky. Perhaps one of them was the light that lit up in another world.

The knowledge and wisdom of the geniuses echoed each other, lighting up the beacon of civilization. Now Schiller was standing here. He was not one of them. He was just like an ordinary person, standing on the top of a tall building. Under his feet was the fire that had never been extinguished by mankind for thousands of years, and above his head were countless bright lights, rising from the other side of the distant world, thousands of miles apart, watching each other from afar.

He thought, from slash-and-burn farming to steam rising, from the first electric light being lit to countless high-rise buildings rising from the ground, mankind has never stopped exploring.

Across space and time, all wisdom is woven into the rope that drags the giant wheel of mankind forward. The great geniuses waved across the river of time, and the pioneers of the civilization process saluted across the space barrier.

Schiller thought, if he was destined to come here, then the ability to connect the two worlds was the best gift given to him by the Creator.

He allowed all those who could not meet to meet, let heroes appreciate heroes, let thoughts connect, and let wisdom collide.

If he must have a purpose for coming here, and must eventually accomplish something great, then Schiller hopes, just like what he is doing now, to light up one lamp of wisdom after another, to condense these lamps into an inextinguishable fire of civilization, to let it burn brightly, and become the sun that never sets in this universe.

Then one day, he will witness the giant ship called human civilization sailing into the mysterious universe that his ancestors never reached.

By then, the stars will shine together, and the brilliance of this black sun will be endless.

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