Chapter 116 The Stars Are Shining Tonight

It was a sunny morning in New York, with busy roads and sunlight shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Stark Building. Schiller took a sip of a steaming cup of coffee.

Stark, who was sitting on the lab table opposite, was sorting out documents. After a while, he took out a piece of paper from a pile of documents, shook it, and said, "Well, I have to admit that this friend you know is quite capable. Is he interested in working for Stark Group? I will give him a salary that satisfies him."

"That's probably difficult, and he's still in college now."

"What does that matter? 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 whether this technology can help you?"

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

"You don't need to know the principle, just know that it's easy to use."

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

"This is a bit troublesome. You know, we are not doing charity. , everyone needs to support their families..."

Stark stretched out his hands and said, "Okay, okay, I know, let him name the price, you don't have to go through so much trouble with me, just give me the price directly."

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

"Then what does he want?"

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

With one hand on his waist and the other on the lab table, Stark said with some doubt: "Civilian communication equipment? This is a bit strange. In my opinion... Well, I said, I admit that he is a genius. With his level, he can't even make civilian use. Is it difficult to make a portable GPS?"

"He also requires more functions, including a display system that is as intuitive as possible, input and output systems, interactive interfaces, communication functions, and some leisure and entertainment functions."

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

"It should be better than this. Use your genius and creativity, exhaust your imagination, and imagine the pinnacle of functions that 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 OK to install a navigation system on it. As for games and entertainment, can't they be done on a computer?"

"Just tell me if you can do it."

Stark opened his mouth, and the words turned around when they reached his lips. He said: "Of course I can do it. What can stump the genius Stark?"

Then he snapped his fingers and said: "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 about the liquid colonization suit and raw materials."

"Deal."

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

After a long time, he couldn't help it anymore, and 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 just a small part..." Schiller put down the pen, and then handed the papers to Stark. After Stark looked at it, he said puzzledly: "Tablet phone, full screen, 8-core processor, portable charging, open source system, UI interactive interface..."

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

"Now it's time to test your genius. You really have to condense almost all the functions of a computer into a handheld mobile phone, and not only ensure the perfect operation of the functions, but also require smoothness and beauty in display and appearance."

Stark covered his forehead and said, "This requires But it's a bit high. I think the information you gave me can't fully compensate for it. Let him come up with something solid. "

"Don't think about asking for a higher price. I know you just lack an idea. With your technical level, it's no problem to do these things."

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

Stark paused, and then he hesitated a little. He said, "Okay, I just tell you, don't 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. I think we can be good friends, especially in research. We will have a lot to talk about, so can't I really meet him?"

Schiller heard the urgency in Stark's tone, and he could understand Stark. If he had to find a close friend for Stark, someone who was as smart as him and a match for him, who else could that person be except Batman?

Although Schiller could indeed bring creatures across the two worlds, the risk was too high, especially for the two protagonists.

So he could only reluctantly cross between the two worlds to carry out a wave of profiteering operations.

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

Batman is comprehensive, whether it is various individual equipment, base construction, or strategic planning, he is very proficient, and Stark has reached an unprecedented height in machinery, and any invention related to machinery is not a problem for him.

Bruce is good at being result-oriented. Once he has a clear goal, his R&D speed is extremely fast, and the completion rate is not less than 200%. Just like this time, the liquid colonization technology that Schiller brought to Stark was the result of his research on venom. He extracted a gel substance from the venom. This active gel can be completely controlled by bioelectricity, and the entire R&D process took less than a month.

Stark's advantage is that he is imaginative and creative. He is good at solving problems with various advanced methods. In addition, he has the advantage of the times and can bring more cutting-edge methods and technologies than the last century.

So what else can be said? Come on!

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

Obadiah is still in a coma, Peter is too young and will die if he is killed, Pepper can comfort him emotionally but knows nothing about scientific research, Schiller can give him life advice but can only screw in a light bulb, Stark finally met someone who might have common topics with him in the professional field, but the other party unilaterally refused to communicate, no wonder he was disappointed.

If there is this opportunity, Schiller actually doesn't mind building a bridge of communication between Bruce and Stark, but the biggest problem is that the time flow rate of the two worlds is different, so even remote communication cannot be realized.

However, Stark soon regained his vitality because Schiller assured him that this cooperation will be long-lasting and the two sides can fully carry out long-term technical exchanges.

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

After that, 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 had better come up with more genius results, otherwise I will definitely surprise him and make him feel ashamed."

Unfortunately, Schiller thought that Batman's personality was different from Iron Man. He would not be provoked. If Schiller told Batman "someone is more talented than you", Batman would probably nod and admit it directly. He would never jump up like Stark and immediately prove that he is stronger.

If both sides have the personality of Stark, Schiller would be very happy. At that time, he would pass messages between the two sides, and after provoking one side, he would go to the other side to directly launch an arms race between DC and Marvel.

The two super geniuses began to roll with each other until the world's technological level was rolled up to the point where Thanos was sad and Barbatos cried.

According to the upper limits of these two characters, this is not impossible.

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

Victor turned the pen and said to Schiller: "Wait a minute, I'll 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 didn't have time to start this project."

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

"This is actually This is an extension of my cryogenic chamber technology for medical applications. "

"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 the possibility of subduing the enemy in a war is much greater than killing the enemy."

On the other side, Stark, who saw the cryogenic technology information, said: "Interesting, is this another friend of yours?"

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

"Of course, this technology should be more cautious, after all, it is also 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 use this freezing energy more efficiently, 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 still have a few difficulties to overcome."

"For example, how to make the human immune system and self-healing ability work in a low-temperature state, that is, when the cell activity is reduced..."

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

"That's really great All right. "Victor seemed very happy. He said, "Although I know that the self-healing ability of the human body cannot completely solve the problem of nervous system atrophy, once the self-healing ability and immune system are reactivated, the patient's physical condition will be better during the subsequent treatment..."

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 low-temperature technology for exchange. I have also considered the large-scale weather generating device you mentioned..."

The camera turned back to the Stark Building 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 it is too active, which will lead to In addition to the self-healing ability, people will show the characteristics of lizards and become a destructive monster. "

"Perhaps, the use of cryogenic technology can indeed keep the activity of the serum within a just right range, so that it can show self-healing ability without being too active..."

Connors picked up a syringe, and Peter helped beside him. Connors thought for a while and said: "We still need to use Stark's technology. We need to make a special freezer to store the serum, or... That's right! I have an idea! We still have to start with cell activity!"

Connors was very excited. He said: "High-activity self-healing ability and low-temperature storage technology, this is a match made in heaven!"

"We can completely use cryogenic technology to screen cells with different activities, and even achieve to..."

"That's right! The drug you gave me last time that stimulates 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 military's wooden heads will never think this problem through! They will only want stronger efficacy. They don't know that sometimes they have to retreat to advance..."

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

Schiller applauded him. He may soon have two Nobel Prize friends, although in different worlds.

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

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

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

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

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

Peter also began to write while talking, he said: "I saw a very advanced refrigerator at Mr. Stark's place before, but according to Jarvis, it is very expensive, but I think if this technology is used, the cost should be greatly reduced, and it is definitely particularly suitable for large refrigeration equipment, and this technology is better than In stability, maybe it would be good to install it on the car..."

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

"...Transportation companies all over the East Coast are scrambling for it. All factories in Gotham City that are capable of assembly 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 statements will soon rise again!"

In the Stark Building laboratory, Ethan said to Schiller: "I tried my best. The brand new elevator and scaffolding you want are really incredible. I don't understand why such things need to be bulletproof? Who would be a porter in the center of the battlefield?"

He inserted the USB drive into the computer, pointed it out to Schiller, and said, "I have reinforced all the important joints, but you know that the final effect depends on the strength of the material. There is not enough vibranium in Stark's laboratory, so I can only make a relatively small model. You can take it to your friend to see. If he has the money to purchase vibranium on a large scale, then I think there should be no problem with the strength..."

Schiller looked at the model he was carrying. To be honest, he couldn't see anything from the surface, so he said, "Can I borrow 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 strong. What's the point? If it breaks, can't you just replace it?"

It was difficult for Schiller 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.

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 the effect we want "The result." 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 was almost three meters in diameter. 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, and 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 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, these three The 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, Imperial City also got involved. 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.

What else can be said about this? Start copying!

Moreover, Schiller copied homework without even notifying the object of copying, because Kingpin's nemesis, Daredevil Matt, has studied Kingpin thoroughly, and even Kingpin himself may not have such detailed industry distribution information.

The excuse of borrowing Matt's homework to copy is also very reasonable. Spider-Man has just made his debut and he has offended Kingpin. There is only one way to go. But Peter is a rookie and it is normal that he can't collect intelligence. I believe that Matt, as Spider-Man's life mentor, will be very happy to help him.

Sure enough, this industrial plan with detailed layout of stores in the streets and alleys soon impressed Miami. Not only that, some gangs in Blüdhaven, not far from Gotham, are also ready to move.

Although this city is relatively small, the port location is not good, and the gangs are basically incompetent, but the big guys above them can at least take them to drink some soup.

Schiller took the industrial plan to Bruce, who read it and said, "You mean, you want me to come up with a way to crack this criminal industry chain? Is this a test?"

"... I think the breakthrough point should be here... Yes, this port in Chicago, looking at its geographical location, is very important, it can be said to be the bull's eye of the target. If it were me, I would definitely focus on attacking the industry here. Once there is a problem here, the other ports will probably be implicated..."

Soon, Peter looked at a battle plan and said, "... Do it according to this? Attack the Chicago port? 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 a strategic master. You did a great job this time!"

"King Bing's industries in the middle of the East Coast are almost paralyzed. It may 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, "Do a favor to Chicago and tell them to pay attention to their seaport terminal when building. The industries there should not be too close together, so as not to be wiped out and affect our business..."

A few days later, in the laboratory of Stark Building, Dr. Connors was fiddling with the experimental equipment while listening to Schiller's story about Victor.

"Maybe we are very similar." He said, "We are all working hard for others. Maybe saving them is also saving ourselves."

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

"There have been many times when I have many dangerous thoughts. I know very well that if I want to avenge my experience, then maybe I can do a lot of things."

"But it is precisely because I have felt so much pain for my experience that I can empathize so clearly."

Dr. Connors' eyes are like waves containing sea water under the cold light of the instrument. The genes of cold-blooded animals have not completely faded. His eyes are still vertical pupils like lizards, but now there are rich emotions different from cold-blooded animals.

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

"The story you told me shocked me." He said frankly, 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 wants to cure all the 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 emotion in his eyes.

He said: "That is a goal that sounds more absurd, just like this absurd world."

"I hope that one day, no one, any wife and husband, will no longer be troubled by this disease..."

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

"I hope they will not experience the same tragic story as me." Connors said, he used his only hand to rub the book on the laboratory table, and his voice began to become tangible in the quiet laboratory.

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

"It took away my beloved, but at least left me wisdom..."

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

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

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

It was as if the two spaces suddenly overlapped together. Schiller saw that in the layers of space, Connors looked up and saw Victor sitting in front of the experimental table. Victor turned his head, and the moment their eyes exchanged, countless light spots shattered, and space and time stopped.

Millions of light years away from the barriers of the world, 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 Stark Building in a mecha. Schiller lit a cigarette. Stark looked at the lights of New York City 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 and his personality. This is communication between geniuses."

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

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

"He doesn't care about creativity or 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 reflection of the lights in the distance.

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."

For the first time, Schiller heard Stark admit 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.

The lights of New York at night were still bright. In Schiller's eyes, these lights gradually went out, the city dimmed, and the road began to gradually extend. When he returned to Gotham, the roof of the Wayne Group Building was 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. 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 you thought someone thought the same as you did."

"No one thought exactly like me." Batman said.

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

"But that's the magic."

"That's the essence of human wisdom..."

"Wisdom is so magical."

"... Magical, 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 presence.

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

These geniuses seemed to have found a point of intersection in a complex web, and all the light that spread out from it echoed each other from a distance. Different identities, different backgrounds, playing different roles, staying in their own worlds, but they seemed to be close and in tune with each other.

Perhaps this is the greatness of human beings, they always communicate with each other and empathize with each other.

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

Time and space constantly brought countless shadows and took them away.

Finally, 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 of another world.

The knowledge and wisdom of 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 human giant wheel 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 after another of wisdom, to condense these lamps into the fire of civilization that cannot be extinguished, to let it burn brightly, and become the sun that never sets in this universe.

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

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

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