Marvel Magic Event Book

As his master insists and reiterates, the monarch is a human being.

This idea was not born of blind loyalty; his monarch encouraged him to think for himself.When he saw the monarch for the first time in the arena of the Eternal City, and witnessed the monarch's nature that made it difficult to open his eyes, Number Zero dared to say this.After the light faded, he struggled to open his eyes that were crying because of being burned. He saw sadness, impatience, humor, loss and other emotions that mortals should have on the noble and beautiful face of the monarch. Those emotions were all reminders. Number Zero, his monarch is just a mortal with extraordinary strength and wisdom.Now it seems that his monarch is indulged in the nature of mortals, but Guard Zero can't imagine how his monarch can support that future with his mortal soul.

Zero didn't know it yet, but while he was thinking, his monarch was caught up in thinking about information theory.

Salomon's hostility towards the Eternal God completely disappeared.Not through the persuasion of the Supreme Master, but through the research on information theory in his graduate course - from the perspective of microphysics, an electron is a continuous iteration of electrons that undergoes subtle changes. Each generation of electrons has subtle differences. This There are no stable electrons in the world.The extent to which one generation of electrons changes from the previous generation depends on the tiny choices they make that underlie the complex ideas that humans and other mammals share, from communication to the basis of genes, from macrophysics to microphysics All reflect the status of information.From this perspective, Salomon himself is an electron that constitutes the will of the universe. The universe does not need to care about any choices made by this electron.He is a tiny manifestation of the message of this universal will.

This is not some messy theological concept, but a philosophical thinking from a scientific perspective.

After solving the problem in his mind, Salomon suddenly felt much more relaxed.He passionately kissed the witches (two) who were staying in bed due to fatigue from the past, then put on his clothes and went out.

"Thank you." Salomon said softly, his voice so soft that it was even drowned in the high-pitched chirping wave of the machine.He was holding a bouquet in his hand, and his face was full of human glory, but only one person saw his expression.Vanessa had just woken up, and bright colors immediately burst into her blurred vision. "Don't worry, Wilson Fisk is here." The Mystic Mage didn't open his mouth, but his voice was clearly transmitted into Vanessa's brain.Vanessa recognized the owner of the voice, and her tense back relaxed again, "Want some water? Even wet your lips."

Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes again.

Until Salomon put the glass of warm water to her mouth and made her swallow a few mouthfuls.

She said in a hoarse voice, "Thank me for what, little baroque boy?"

"You defied fate, Vanessa. You should have died here, but you survived, abstract artist."

"Say something nice." She closed her eyes, smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "I know there is something special about Minerva and you, even the children in the orphanage are special. I know Minerva is looking for It’s not that simple for me to go drink.”

"This is the first time you have faced death, Vanessa. But there will be a second and third time. As long as you stay with Wilson Fisk, the danger will not stop, like a greedy she-wolf stalking her. Soul." The voice sounded in Vanessa's mind, as clear as coming from the mystic's throat, "I can accurately predict when you will experience death. If you insist on having your own way, no matter if you escape After a few times, I always have to hold a funeral for you. I even know what your funeral will be like."

"Is this your superpower, seeing death? Minerva taught you well, I didn't know you were familiar with "The Divine Comedy"." Vanessa forced a chuckle, "You know I won't change Idea, boy. Are you going to give up on those two girlfriends of yours?"

"I……"

"You will make the same choice as me, won't you?" If Vanessa opened her eyes, she would find an unforgettable hesitation suddenly appeared on Salomon's face.The abstract painter seemed to have forgotten that he no longer had the strength to speak.The effects of the poisoning weren't easy on her, she was tired.She thought she spoke, but she didn't expect that she just stated it in her head.But even so, Salomon still heard her question and answered it.

"If it's between duty and life... I can't make a choice, Vanessa." His voice sounded very sad, and Vanessa suddenly felt that this sadness was like a hot blade cutting into her brain, making her suddenly Sober up.As an artist, Vanessa possesses extremely sensitive empathy and imagination. This ability is a wonderful gift for an artist, but it is the source of corruption for a wizard.She first saw the pouring rain falling in the dark city, the wet streets and dead bodies on the ground, and then the endless bodies dripping with blood burning in the fire, she almost smelled the burning smell.Immediately afterwards, she forgot what she had seen before. She only felt that a certain impression remained in her brain, like a hot brand.

Her talent did not allow her to see too much, but even so, she still noticed something was wrong.

"I must choose the former. Even if there are thousands of reasons to choose the latter, I must choose the former."

"Why, boy?" she asked the mystic in her usual tone, "Why not the latter?"

"Because the former can keep hundreds of millions of people alive, I have no choice." The frustration flashed away, followed by toughness and determination, "I envy ordinary people, they can lower their heads and enjoy Live a life full of humanity, no matter how bad it is, instead of looking up and seeing the gloomy universe and the threats lurking under the curtain."

"Are you going to be a hero?"

"No, I will become the cruelest murderer, the most cunning king, and the most ruthless politician in the world. You can put all the adjectives for bad human nature on me, because I will definitely commit those crimes in the future, and I You will pay the price eventually." Silence enveloped the ward.Salomon turned the direction of the bouquet to Vanessa, and after a while, he spoke again. "If Wilson Fisk wants you to be sent abroad, you will do it immediately. I will let my men protect your safety, but that is the limit. I will not provide any help to Wilson Fisk."

"why?"

"You asked too many questions today, Vanessa. I will tell you because I have given Wilson Fisk's criminal material to the people who need it. Even if there is no death penalty in the United States, after losing Wilson Fisk, your Life can get ugly. No matter how much you love him, he is a terrible gang leader. No one can escape his sins, not even me. Sooner or later, the flames of revenge against him will spread to you and burn you. Into ashes. Or worse, you're still alive." Salomon stood up and carefully wiped the dried blood on his knuckles with a wet tissue.After finishing everything, he buttoned up his suit. "Wilson Fisk's bodyguards are coming for the shift," he said. "They protected you very well and asked me repeatedly for my identity. I had to kill them to get in. Don't show sympathy at this time. I can't." I’ve never seen you show compassion to those victims!”

"Your mouth is too mean, Salomon." Vanessa stared at the back of the mystic mage.

"I can't help it. Ridiculing others is one of my rare pastimes." Salomon kissed Vanessa's forehead. "Sister Vanessa, you can't escape my poisonous tongue. Take good care of yourself. I'm here again." Twist off the head of a fool who wants to kill you.”

"Can you tell me who wants my life? I can tell you a hundred bad little stories about prophecies. Stop being so stubborn. The sooner you know some things, the better."

"You still haven't given up the idea of ​​helping him, right?" The Mystic Mage shook his head helplessly, "This is not stubbornness, but it is unnecessary. Wilson Fisk will know who is behind the scenes, but not now."

"Then how do I explain the death of the bodyguard?"

"You don't have to explain anything. Don't worry, if Wilson Fisk finds me, I'll just break one of his legs as a reward for his intelligence-gathering abilities."