Marvel's princess becomes king

Chapter 140 The Principles of Civilization (addition for Simuride)

Bella took a few deep breaths, the ability of the spiritual shield was enhanced to the maximum, and the psychic energy was running quickly, suppressing negative emotions again.

To divert her attention, she looked down at the short story The Day After Tomorrow.

There is indeed the emotion of the New York Public Library, as well as the influence of some negative emotions in my heart.

"Sorry, there have been a lot of things recently. This short story is indeed derived from some thoughts in my heart, but I use the cold to describe some people and some things." She explained for the previous gaffe.

"Can you go for a walk with me? You know, I'm an old man, and I really enjoy taking a walk in the evening." The old bald man didn't go further into the topic of the end of the world.

Bella still didn't find any trace of the other party's existence in her mind detection, which shows that the old bald head also has similar anti-mind-reading and anti-detection methods.

But this is also normal. As the most powerful psychic in the world, it would be a strange thing if he didn't know how to protect his inner secrets.

"Of course." Bella packed her things, put on her bag, and pushed Professor Charles out of the library.

After leaving the library, she was a little confused. The old man didn't say where his home was, and she didn't even know. Could it be pushed to the New York Police Department?Said that I picked up a lonely old man on the road, can you help to contact his family?

As if guessing what she was thinking, the old bald man smiled and said, "Just walking around. In fact, I haven't been out on that street over there for a long time. I remember there was a restaurant back then. The taste was delicious, but now it's become a restaurant." high-rise buildings”

Like a competent tour guide, the old bald man told her about New York's past from time to time.

"Ololo told me about you, do you want to know what she thinks of you?" The old bald man suddenly smiled purely like a child.

Storm girl's evaluation of herself?Bella thought for a moment: "Uh, of course."

"Ololo said you were smart and brave, but I saw your fragility and hesitation."

The old man's tone was ordinary, not a compliment, nor an insult, Bella nodded in approval of this evaluation.

"You're right. I do have a sense of crisis, and I wrap myself up all the time. It's always been like this from the beginning to the end."

Her soul shield, which is completely integrated with the soul, is the proof. It is turned on 24 hours a day, preventing mind reading and mind control, and now it is all cost-effective.

This is the habitual vigilance of her predecessor, Bella, and it is also a kind of protection that is finally formed by all kinds of unease after she crosses over.

"There's nothing wrong with protecting yourself. You don't have to hesitate because of this. The most important thing is behavior, how to define your role in the world."

The old man suddenly looked into the distance, and a black stretched Lincoln drove slowly: "Ah, it seems that my students have come to pick me up. Well, it was a pleasure chatting with you. Goodbye, Miss Swan."

Bella once proposed to let the old man use the name 'Bella' to call herself, but the old man still stubbornly called her 'Miss Swan'.

"Goodbye, Professor."

Extended Lincoln stopped in front of the two, and a man and a woman came down.

The woman is an acquaintance, and she is the Storm girl mentioned earlier.

The male Bella had never seen him before. He looked tall and thin, with a tough face and wearing quartz glasses. He should be the well-known Cyclops in the mutant circle.

"Hi, Bella."

"Hi Orolo."

After a brief greeting, the tall man pushed the old man into the car, and Storm waved goodbye to Bella, and went around to the left to drive.

Before Lincoln left, Professor Charles asked meaningfully.

"Miss Swan, if your short story is finished, can you email me so I can see how it ends?"

"of course can."

"Okay, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The encounter with Professor Charles was just a small episode in New York life, and the negative emotions were being resolved step by step. Bella was not affected much, and she still played in New York at her own pace.

Go to the library to read books, go shopping, and go shopping. When the interest comes, continue to code.

It took her three days to finish writing the short story "The Day After Tomorrow". After polishing and revising it, she entered it into an electronic version and emailed it to Professor Charles.

Humanity was not destroyed, but the northern hemisphere was frozen, and the survivors evacuated to the southern hemisphere, which is now the third world country in the population of the United States.

Hegemony has completely disappeared, proud and arrogant Americans have become guests of other countries, oil is no longer the fuse of war, and the past of prosperity has become history.

In the book, the newly appointed President of the United States delivered a speech, hoping that all survivors will unite and continue to fight for survival and the continuation of civilization!

Old man Charles was very satisfied with the ending of the story. He didn't know that the original ending of the story was like this, and he thought it was his persuasion that made Bella change his mind. He thought the ending was more meaningful than he expected.

"The gap between races is actually language and deeper values. To eliminate hatred, in my opinion, it is difficult to rely on the efforts of one or two people to complete it. It will take time and more victims. to break in"

In the library, Bella chats with a new friend of hers.

This is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with all his hair falling out, a pair of big glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a modest smile on the corner of his mouth.

Karl Elijah is a high school history teacher, and there are many Russians among his students.

Russians are doing very badly in the United States, stealing, robbing, and creating all kinds of social incidents. Most Russians can only join gangs when they come here.

This Karl Elijah teacher patiently taught those Russian children history, hoping that they would find their own way out in history.

Whenever he sees his students in the library, he encourages them to study hard.

The history teacher was just chatting at first, and Bella didn't feel any malice. Seeing that the single history teacher in her 40s didn't look like a supernatural person or a magician, she just said a few words casually.

Unexpectedly, many of the views of the two were very similar, and soon they talked about the recent human trafficking incident in Paris.

"Don't hurt women and children. I think even gangsters should abide by this basic bottom line." History teacher Elijah said with a hint of indignation in his tone.

As a witness, Bella has too much right to speak. She can't say that she did it by herself, but she also expressed her point of view, that is, those traffickers deserve to die!

"The principle of civilization is that we treat criminals more kindly than they treat victims. We cannot descend to the level of criminals"

The history teacher Carl Elijah's words were very sharp, and Bella couldn't help but look at him twice.

(End of this chapter)