[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

In the last short second of the cosmic calendar, in the cold and dark night, there are countless pioneers who burn themselves to polish human vision.

They are human beings, they are scientists, they are fighters, and they are fighters.They held up their sharp swords and split the blockade, ambition, theocracy, and all thorns that dared to stand in the way of mankind.But themselves, themselves—

—but was burdened by knowledge, tortured all his life, slandered as a devil, and could not find peace.

Tony Stark understood that feeling.

These pioneers did not deserve this kind of ending.

At least...even if it's tiny, at least.

Let him, a future man standing on the shoulders of these strugglers, send admiration and praise from the future.

Poland in [-].

May 24.

In the watchtower of Fromborg Cathedral lies an old priest who is dying.

He was thin and haggard, and the strokes continued to torment this already fragile body, destroying the nerves in the lower body and making him completely immobile.

The faint candlelight could not illuminate the old man's drowsy eyes.He lost the ability to think and remember a few days ago, just like the bleak flickering candle, it was about to go out.

But he couldn't rest in peace.Struggling, trying to hold on to the last breath, fighting against death painfully.

He doesn't want to go yet.

This watchtower carries too much of his loneliness and sweet dreams... He has lived here for 39 years, and even though the conditions are difficult, he has never had the idea of ​​moving out.In [-], a war broke out in Frombork City, and the flames of the war burned to the tower where he observed the sky. The priests fled with their bags on their backs, and he was the only one left in the empty church, and he refused to retreat.

In the dead of night, he used the crude instruments he made to carry out practical activities on this small observatory, and even the era of artillery fire never stopped.

It was his home, his observatory, and the birthplace of all his ideas.

For 39 years, he created and completed a great theory through observation, recording, calculation, verification and revision, and wrote the Declaration of Independence of Natural Science.

He has finally completed his mission and planted the mine that God instructed him to make, and he has heard the bells of heaven getting closer.

But that wasn't enough, he wanted to see more.

He wanted to see the mine detonate.

The old man was lying on the bed with his eyes wide open, staring at the wood of the beams, refusing to let go, trying to defeat death.

...but he was too old and too weak.

Life force is continuously flowing out from his withered chest cavity.

He was dying.

The sound of breathing gradually became heavy, and there was a dead silence in the watchtower, but no one in Fromburg or even in Poland knew that an old man in his 70s was struggling with life and death.

And they are about to lose the most dazzling star of this era.

The inhabitants of Fromborg are now watching a one-sided insult.

"He's a lunatic!"

Singers sang loudly in the street.

The clown dresses up as a crazy astronomer, talks nonsense, and locks his writings in a cabinet.He put on as much air as he could, made a whole street laugh out loud.

"He was hitched to a cart by the devil!"

The actor who played the devil was so fierce that he put a rope around the neck of the astronomer, dragged the fool to the ground, tied him to a cart, and walked around the street.Wherever he went, the audience laughed and laughed.

"The godless will be taken to hell!"

The devil raised his machete and chopped off the astronomer's head.The clumsy red sauce was scattered all over the floor, triggering countless screams of excitement.

"Stupid Saint", the most popular comedy in Poland.From the first show tour in Elblag to the present, the inhabitants of every city it passes are madly in love with it.

"Please give the warmest applause—"

At the end of the performance, the clown covered in red sauce got up and shouted happily with the devil and the singer.

"—to our poor old madman, foolish saint, Nicolaus Copernicus!"

The wild applause, laughter and curses continued for a long time, and obscenities were smeared on this heretic lunatic who dared to disrespect God, trying to nail this name to the torture rack of the heretics forever.

"Don't go out!" Hydera in the cloak grabbed the angry Tony Stark.

"These bastards!—" The inventor's eyes were burning red with anger, "I want—"

"What are you going to do? Contradict them? Or kill them?" Hydera whispered. "This is the Middle Ages, and they don't know anything—they only believe in the Pope!"

The Inquisitors are arsonists, and the scepter of the gods is stained with blood.

The fire of natural science is doomed to fail to illuminate this dark age.

"I heard—the madman Copernicus published a book recently?"

The clown was still laughing, exciting the excited crowd.

"I know!—" shouted someone from the crowd: "the publishing house on Korschen an der Oder—is printing that madman's book!"

The commotion fell silent for a moment, and then a louder noise broke out.Crowds began to flock to the publishing house responsible for publishing Copernicus' works, mocking the staff as the mouthpiece of heretics, smashing the windows of the publishing house with stones, and pouring dirty water on the brand-new manuscripts.

The young man responsible for delivering the first finished book to the author was beaten so badly by stones that he couldn't walk.

"Mr. Copernicus is not mad—"

The bloody young man was lifted up by his colleagues and shouted angrily at the ignorant crowd.

"He is a messenger of God sent to spread the truth - he is a scientist!"

The crowd booed, and someone saw the corner of the book carefully protected by the young man under his clothes.

"He still has a devil's book in his hand!"

The crowd approached, screaming.

Tony Stark, who was hiding in the crowd, tore off his cloak, grabbed the book infused with science's brave challenges and unyielding resistance to religion, and ran away.Hydera and Grant Batuk also lifted their hats that concealed their faces, and stayed behind to stop those who wanted to catch up with the inventor.

"Go—" Hydera stood in front of the angry crowd.

"Must catch up!" Grant Bartook desperately shouted at the inventor.

Tony Stark is running like crazy.He has never run so fast in his life: he left behind the crowd and abuse, religion and theocracy, darkness and oppression; The place never forgotten, the place that marks the beginning of world science and the end of individual life.

He ran to the lonely man who was cruelly persecuted and impoverished, ran into Frombork Cathedral, stepped on the watch tower, kicked open the door, broke the silence, rushed to the bedside with short breath, and tremblingly held up a book .

"It's printed!"

He knelt beside this old man who had been unknown all his life and had been reviled, and tremblingly raised the book in his hand.

"The Revolutions of the Celestial Spheres—it's in print!"

Tony Stark put this great book on the quilt, took the old man's hand, and carefully placed it on the book.

Those old eyes slowly moved away from the beams.The old man struggled to turn his head to look at the sweaty young man, and was surprised to find the flame of science in the young man's eyes.

That is what he has never found in anyone, the lonely Heat that has belonged to him for so many years.

This is a scientist.

This cognition turned into a flash of lightning, awakening the chaotic thinking.

His drowsy eyes suddenly burst into a strong light, and he stared at the strange young scientist full of hope.

At the end of his life, even he couldn't help feeling suspicious, wanting affirmation...even if it's just a word from a stranger.

'...does everything I do really work? '

There was self-doubt in his eyes.

The stranger who had never met before took his hand without hesitation.

"Your thoughts will not be stained by the cowardice of the dark age, and your voice will not be drowned out by the clamor of fools. This mine will eventually detonate and bring about an era of unprecedented greatness."

The scientists from the future stared at the great men of the past, swearing at every word, solemnly.

To the great man whose books shook his lonely soul in the rebellious days of his youth.

"This book will smash the myth of God's creation and strip natural science from theology. Science will start with you, issue the Declaration of Independence, stand up against theocracy, and liberate mankind from the dominant vulgar philosophy!

"One day the whole world will know that the earth is round and revolves around the sun—

"Mr. Copernicus!"

Nicolaus Copernicus finally burst into tears.

Like a military parade, he touched his beloved book, his beliefs, and his soul with his thin, dry, tired, and feeble fingers, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

He shivered and scratched the pages of the book, looked at the preface which declared that the theory in the book did not necessarily represent the real movement of stars in space, showed a sly smile that did not belong to an old man, raised his head and winked complacently at the stranger, as if to show off.

'Look, I did it. '

For a long time, he hesitated, fearing that the publication of this work would cause the church to persecute this new scientific theory.Because he endured countless slanders and slanders throughout his life, suffered heavy criticism and persecution, and was surrounded by spies and spies planted by the church.

In order to protect this weapon and future explorers, he deliberately wrote in obscure Latin, which the church was too lazy to translate, and entrusted his friend to forge an unknown preface to put armor on the truth, successfully fooling the church and academic circles .

This lonely scientist became a liar in the end, and delivered this heavyweight weapon safely to the hands of future generations.

On this day, Nicolaus Copernicus published "On the Revolutions of the Celestial Spheres".

On this day, holding his book in his arms, under the watchful eye of an unknown man who sincerely agrees with him, he thought of the monstrous waves that the landmines he planted could set off, and he stopped breathing with satisfaction.

Starting with the death of Copernicus, a modern scientific revolution that swept across Europe and crushed theocracy started a protracted cry.

Finally, 21 years after Copernicus lay in his tomb, the man who detonated the mine was born.

"The earth is moving!"

Galileo Galilei stood on the stage, firmly questioning the ignorant Middle Ages and the domineering and cruel theocracy.

What he is fighting is no longer just who revolves around the earth and the sun in the universe, nor is it simply a conclusion about an objective truth.The dignitaries have placed huge stakes they cannot afford to lose at the center of the earth: status, wealth, order, glory, authority, the future...

For this reason, they did not hesitate to tear up books, burn instruments, abuse torture, and trample their lives.

And he, small and nothing, suffers from discrimination and exclusion.Theocracy oppressed his head, but his soul was tenacious and unyielding, suppressing the spirit of human independence in pursuit of truth, light, hope, and freedom on the gambling table.

So even though Bruno was burned in the fire, Campanella was put in death row and tortured, he was convicted by the Holy See, ordered to repent and abandon the doctrine he proved, and threatened that if he didn't shut up his chattering mouth he would die. It would be the next heretic to be burned at the stake—the man who still chose to stand on the podium and shout the manifesto of science.

"The sun doesn't revolve around the earth!"

The audience was silent, and no one dared to respond under the authority of the gods.

"The earth is not the center of the world!"

Buzzing mosquito-like whispers came from the crowd, but no one dared to speak loudly.

"Human beings are not the masters of everything!"

Amidst the fear and dodging, there was sudden powerful applause.

Tony Stark, Grant Batuk, and Hydera, these three future men stand on the shoulders of those who dare to lead the crowd, fight against power, and shout for the voice of science. Among the crowd, the warmest and firm applause was given to the strugglers who have pursued the truth all their lives.

"Yes—humans are not!"

Grant Bartook didn't care about the avoidance of the people around him, and he didn't care to shout at the stunned scientists on the stage.

"Please continue talking! Great scientist!"

Galileo heard applause and encouragement from strangers.

He was prepared to be hauled off the stage in shackles amid boos.

The scientist's vision blurred for a moment.He paused, and let out a more powerful and determined cry than before.

"—God, don't grant human beings divine power!"

Soon after, the Inquisition declared Galileo's writings heretical.

The Book Censorship Association also declared Copernicus's "On the Revolutions of the Celestial Spheres" a banned book and prohibited its publication.

Galileo, who was in prison, was seriously ill, almost blind in both eyes, and mentally depressed. Under heavy pressure, he had to write a confession to the Inquisitor:

"I was arrested on serious suspicion of a cult, which is... the sun is the center of the universe... and the earth is moving..."

He trembled against his own soul, and every stroke was like a knife cutting through his heart.When I wrote "The Earth Doesn't Move", I suddenly thought of the three strangers who applauded him in a certain speech.

He tore up the confession abruptly, insisted on the truth tremblingly, and said to himself.

"But the earth is indeed moving!"

The telescope was set up in the attic, and the bright sky drew closer and fell into the eyes of the scientist.

In the basement of the medical school, the medical students who were unwilling to have their eyes covered cut open the undesecrated corpses in the roar and suppression of theocracy, explored the secrets of the human body, observed the cells, and realized that human beings are just a pile of flesh and blood.

Under the continuous shaking of science for a hundred years, Aristotle-Ptolemy's geocentric theory was finally destroyed, and the pedestal of the Roman Church collapsed.

1960 [-], the first industrial revolution.

Machines replaced manual labor.

In the middle of the nineteenth century, the second industrial revolution.

Humanity has entered the electrical age.

A poor man was walking down the street when he was suddenly surrounded by three strangers.

"You are..." The thin man looked at the two men and a woman in front of him with some doubts, and suddenly thought of something, and said calmly and skillfully: "Well, if you are here to mock me for pseudoscience, You want to force me to give up by insulting me—to persuade you not to do it in vain. It is useless, I will never give up cutting off the stars."

"No!" The short man with caramel-colored eyes widened his eyes in surprise, "You are a great scholar who unraveled the secrets of lightning and brought electricity to human civilization! Anyone who laughs at you will be nailed to science. Pillar of shame!"

"...What?" The man froze.

It was the first time he encountered passers-by who were not here to laugh at him.

"Please persevere! One day—"

Tony Stark solemnly held the hand of Nikola Tesla. He was defrauded by entrepreneurs of research results and honors, considered a lunatic by the public, crushed under Edison by the scientific community, and never married. A scientist who is lonely all his life but still works hard to research and invent for the happiness of mankind said.

"A new human mythology will be constructed—that is, a new era under your guidance!"

At the end of the second industrial revolution, electricity greatly accelerated the development of science and technology.

In [-], mankind invented the aircraft, which fulfilled a thousand-year dream and soared into the sky.

In [-], the space age began, and the Soviet Union and the United States successively launched artificial satellites into space.

In [-], humans landed on the moon for the first time.

"Hurry up! Step on a footprint!"

Hydera excitedly pushed Tony Stark, and the great inventor was dazzled, and stepped on it, leaving a clear human man's size 42 shoe print on the surface of the moon.

"Step on your head!" Grant Batuk, who was still a little sensible, covered his footprints with a kick of sand, "Armstrong is coming!"

"Isn't this very interesting?" Hydera puffed, "There are footprints on the moon, and earth scientists are competing to guess what life on the moon looks like!"

"What life on the moon! The Americans will only guess whether the Soviets came here secretly!" Grant Batuk rolled his eyes and pointed at the shoes of the three people one by one.

Converse, Converse, Converse.

...Converse soles are clearly branded.

Grant Batuk: "Still like Soviets in Converse!"

Hydera and Tony Stark looked at each other silently, and crossed their footprints backwards.

Armstrong, who had just stepped out of the cabin, looked around hesitantly, always feeling that he was not the only one here.

...Probably an illusion, the astronaut shook his head and took the first step of human beings flying off the earth.

In the following time, human beings will divert rivers and rivers, use the sun to generate electricity, build near-Earth space stations, study artificial intelligence, and step into the realm of gods.

All of this, this magnificent human myth, blooms in the last second of the cosmic calendar.

Human life is so short, but its soul is immortal in the pursuit of freedom and truth.

The glow never dies.

The author says:

Everyone's enthusiasm for entering Chapter V has become my sweet burden... I am in debt...

I see a little guy is about to move - don't get fat, please!You see, if you are fattening, there will be no daily changes or more food! 【Drum face】

This chapter is dedicated to science!Dedicated to the strugglers!Contains artistic additions.

Being carried Copernicus had a good life, died peacefully with his family, and added references——

The Christian wrote the comedy "Stupid Saint" and was criticized (or his friend): Czes?awMi?osz, TheHistoryofPolishLiterature, p.38.

Half of my life spent alone in Fromborg, with no partner and no children for the rest of my life: Dobrzyckiand Hajdukiewicz (1969), p.7.

Intimidated by Criticism: Seeing the Shaping of Scientific Spirit from the Copernican Revolution——Written on the occasion of the 470th anniversary of the publication of "On the Revolution of the Celestial Spheres", on Copernicus and his "On the Revolution of the Celestial Spheres", the book "The Great Masters of Science in the Renaissance Era and Their contribute"

Illness for the rest of my life: Book "From Copernicus to Newton"

Dead bodies in church: Easton, Adam. Polish tests' confirm Copernicus

PS: Hydera has written several composition materials for you (whispered) Don’t thank her?

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