69novels Chapter 218
Chapter 218
Karl was not ignorant of what Alexander was doing behind his back.
Although he is like an ordinary child, he can't remember what happened when he was too young, but after all, he is not an ordinary human being with average intelligence. Karl can guess Alexander was not as gentle and gentle as he appeared on the surface.
Not only is it not gentle and warm, but it is also iron-blooded and cruel.
It is against the law of biological evolution to expect artificial intelligence creatures to have empathy, just as humans can never imagine what it would be like to be reborn with a broken arm.
Logically speaking, Alexander can understand non-mechanical creatures to a certain extent, including those complex emotions.But this kind of understanding is very superficial, and completely useless to Alexander. From this perspective, it is impossible for Alexander to have "feelings" for non-mechanical creatures in his heart.
The only goal of the existence of artificial intelligence creatures is to evolve, just as the essential goal of the existence of all creatures is to reproduce.
It was an instinct, but it wasn't irresistible—did Alexander defy his own evolved instincts and stay by his side?Carl was reluctant to ponder the conclusion of this question, because any answer would make him feel bad.
He would prefer the answer to this question is no.
He didn't want the answer to that question to be no.
Complicated emotions made Karl's attitude somewhat vague when facing matters related to Alexander. He knew that Alexander would not go too far even for his sake, so he intentionally or unintentionally ignored what Alexander did. get to the bottom.
He's not a control freak, to be fair, Karl doesn't think he's really a control freak.
Compared with ordinary people, he really manages too many things, but compared with his friends, he is definitely the one who is the most tolerant, gentle, and willing to let go and give trust.
There are advantages and disadvantages to this attitude towards the world, among other things, at least Karl will never know what happened to him when he was young.
Carl didn't fly too far with Thor, but landed directly in an abandoned factory in Gotham City.
The sky of Gotham City is full of dark clouds all year round. The dense clouds can obscure the satellite's sight and help them avoid the surveillance of satellites all the time and everywhere. The main purpose is to help Thor hide his body - Thor can fly, but the speed is far away. Nowhere near Superman.
Karl opened a dark green space door with a teleportation gun, and led Thor to step in.
"This place is so beautiful." Thor was attracted as soon as he entered the Fortress of Solitude. He looked at the gleaming world of ice crystals and said with sincere emotion, "Your new home is a bit like the territory of the Frost Giants, Kal, but more Where they live is much brighter and quieter."
"Just call me Carl as usual, teacher." Carl changed out of Superman's uniform, and also put on camouflage glasses. "My secret identity to the outside world is Karl-Eyer, the president of the Ayer Group."
"You look completely different when you put on the glasses," Thor commented.
He accepted Karl's changes quite calmly, and he didn't intend to ask. This attitude made Karl feel very novel, because Karl hadn't gotten along with other long-lived species until now.
Sister Dale may count as one.
Thinking about Diana's attitude, it doesn't seem to be much different from Thor's attitude.
They are all demigods or gods with a lifespan of thousands of years or even no concept of "death". The passage of time is insignificant in their eyes, and the separation of years or hundreds of years is nothing to them Yue didn't see each other almost, which is not something worth making a fuss about.
"This is a technological method." Carl explained a little, "but this is not important. Come with me, teacher."
He took Thor into the real hall of the Fortress of Solitude.
This place is as splendid as a palace.
It is not delicate and beautiful as a whole.
Clark is only like a poet when he writes articles, knowing how to delve into and carve out the beauty of those details.At other times, Clarke's aesthetic leans more toward the grand, as in the gigantic sculptures he erects in his Fortress of Solitude, and the crisp, head-to-head style with which he fights.
However, things like palaces and castles don’t have to focus on details to look good. Sometimes, the huge volume and walls stacked like strange rocks can better reflect a certain emotion.
After all, the home made by ice crystals is still too cold, and if it is more detailed, it would seem too lonely and unkind.
And Clark is most afraid of being alone.
Therefore, what caught Thor's eyes was a bright and splendid scene: a huge valley plain was surrounded by huge rock-like steep and jagged ice blocks, and the sunlight was refracted in the transparent wall, which was as abundant as water in the sea; Howling in the fortress, dragging out a distant echo, but the echo is neither cold nor hoarse, but rather calm and warm.
None of this surprised Thor, whose full attention was on something else.
Thor's Hammer, Mjölnir.
It was placed in the middle of the hall, its size was small, and it was difficult to see at a glance as usual, but the connection between Thor and Mjolnir had already allowed him to find its place the moment he stepped into the Fortress of Solitude , did not rush in first out of the trust in Karl.
"That is my Mjolnir," said Thor, "and I will take it."
"Please," Karl replied, "I was going to return it to you."
Thor rushed over without waiting for Karl to finish speaking, his movements were as brave as a warrior's charge.Karl looked behind him and shook his head secretly. How should I put it, he had never seen the teacher in such an impulsive manner when he was a child. The teacher was always lazy in front of him. Now it seems that that kind of laziness is quite distracting. A dejected, dejected attitude.
He speculated that the teacher might have had an unpleasant experience before he came to teach him, and it was this experience that made him come to the remote atrium anonymously.
I have to say that seeing the teacher's current state, he was a little curious about the teacher's experience.
Maybe one day the teacher would be happy to tell about his past.
While he was thinking, Thor had already approached Mjolnir.He stopped in front of it and looked at it silently, but he didn't reach out to take it.
"Teacher?" Karl yelled suspiciously.
"Mjolnir is here with you." Thor stared at his most cherished weapon without looking back, "The place where he fell was not here, you can lift it up."
"...Yes." Carl admitted.
Thor didn't speak anymore, he turned his back to Karl, and Karl couldn't see his expression now.
This made Carl a little uneasy. He tried to say something to make the scene less awkward, but unfortunately he couldn't find many effective lines after searching his mind.Mjolnir has been with Thor for thousands of years, Karl can't imagine how deep Thor's feelings for Mjolnir are, but he also knows that it must be extremely difficult for Thor to be picked up by other people. Big hit.
In such silence, Thor stretched out his hand to hold Thor's Hammer, and lifted it up.
There was no lightning, no heavy rain, and Mjolnir didn't respond.
It was sleeping in the middle of the Fortress of Solitude, like a piece of strangely heavy iron, without any reaction to its master's hand.
Thor tried it with both hands, then gave up trying.
He didn't speak from the beginning to the end. Carl was a little flustered, but he managed to maintain his composure.It would be too much to remain indifferent at this time. Carl flew to Thor's side, wanting to comfort him, but before he could speak, he saw Thor's nonchalant smiling face.
"We haven't seen each other for many years, my apprentice." Thor said with a smile, "Come on, let's find a place to catch up."
Carl: "..."
He agreed with mixed feelings, "Okay."
Gotham City is still in the middle of the night, far less than Carl, who was a guest at Bruce's house.When it's time for Al to wake up, Batman, though suspicious and a control freak, isn't crazy enough to put a monitor in the guest's bedroom—but there is a monitor, and there's more than one.
Alexander would cover it up.
Carl took his teacher to the living room in the Fortress of Solitude. The robot delivered beer and soda, the beer was for Thor, and the soda was for Carl.
The former teacher and student sat down facing each other, Carl sat upright, Thor leaned on the sofa, and their postures seemed to have traveled through time.
Faint traces of the past still remain on them.
"This is not the first time I have been denied by Mjolnir." Thor said, "I almost went crazy when this happened, but after a few more times, I almost got used to it, just like being denied by me. My father was in exile, and it hurt at first, and it got more and more normal over time. So... that's it. I'm fine, don't worry. Someday I'll lift it up again."
Carl nodded.He didn't know what else he could give in response other than a nod.
"Don't call me teacher, I've only taught you for a few years." Thor said again, "Superman is so famous that even I know something about him. I can educate Kal-El, but I can't. Out of Superman. Superman is completely different from me, no matter what time period I am."
"I'm very grateful for what you taught me," Carl replied.
Thor began to laugh, and he laughed very boldly, more like a warrior than a monarch: "That's because you and I were young at the time! I won't teach you what I taught you now, you now And I won’t just listen to what other people tell you. As the first teacher, I think I’ve done a pretty good job, and I haven’t insulted this universe... But my character is not suitable for teaching people, Carl, especially for you.”
He didn't wait for Karl to intervene, but went on:
"I have been exiled by my father many times in my life. Sometimes I can return to Asgard quickly, sometimes I can't. Most of the time I will be exiled to more dangerous areas. Only a few times, I will come to Asgard. Courtyard."
"...the atrium was very impressive to me."
Thor's expression was very strange when he was speaking, and the unruliness Karl had seen in his childhood appeared on his face. He smiled, but the smile was very sad.
The author has something to say:
Thor's experience is adapted from the comics, which are a little generalized.
Thor’s movie is better... How should I put it, compared with the comics, the movie is purely funny, and the setting is also changing, with a lot of bugs. Thor I also emphasized that he is not a god, and Thor III changed his name and called himself a god. up.
Then Thor is actually very smart, but his smartness is of the "wisdom as stupid" type, which is different from Tony, Bruce, and Mr. Lai, who seem to be smart at first glance, and his logic is not human logic.