Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

Carl put down his phone, raised his head, and looked at the sky briefly.

His exclusive room in Xavier College has a very wide view, and it also has a small balcony. There is a small round table and two round chairs without backs on the balcony. At any time, the glass bottle on the table There are so many small flowers that bloom very brightly.

When he was bored, Karl would sit on the balcony and stare into the distance. Although this behavior did not make him feel more comfortable, it was always effective in stabilizing his mood.

Today may be an exception.

The setting sun moved slowly in the distance, and the shadows of those small flowers were dragged more and more narrowly. Carl felt that his heart was also entangled by those slender shadows.

Lex has never disclosed his attitude towards those superheroes, especially Superman, to the outside world in the past.

But in yesterday's speech, he said too many things that had nothing to do with charity, but things that were related to Superman.

"As everyone knows, I'm a philanthropist and a businessman, but I think few people know that I'm also a scientist—probably because Mr. Stark in New York stole all the limelight." Lex opened with a smile It was a small joke, and there was a burst of happy laughter at the scene. After the crowd quieted down, he continued, "We all know what the theme of today's charity fundraising is. In order to celebrate our great achievements in medicine, and A once incurable disease was overcome by us—”

Speaking of this, I don't know who started it, someone started applauding, like a special wave, the applause changed from sparse to enthusiastic, forcing Lex to smile and raise his hand to signal the audience to listen carefully to him speak.

"—But the number needed to cure this disease is still a large number, and we are collecting donations for those who have difficulty paying expensive bills." Lex nodded to the crowd, and people also voted for him He gave a look full of admiration and respect, and I have to say that this kind of look made Lex feel great satisfaction.

"Someone just asked about my attitude towards superheroes. I don't think this is a question that a qualified reporter should ask, but considering the current situation in the metropolis, everyone is fascinated by this handsome hero. , I think people would expect me to be able to make a clear assessment of him and their group."

"Of course, considering I'm a Cosmopolitan, I'm mostly going to say something about Superman."

He looked around the venue with a calm expression and sincere eyes. Anyone who is not determined will be persuaded by him, and anyone who is determined will become swayed by his words.

"When I'm sitting in the office, I can always see his figure passing by my window; when I'm walking on the road, I can always hear exclamations related to him; when I go home and wash Finished, sitting by the bed and turning on the TV, looking forward to the entertainment that everyone who comes home after a busy day at work looks forward to," Lex sighed, "As you know, every show Everyone's talking about Superman."

"I don't want to judge whether his actions are right or wrong. As far as I know, there have been dozens of social commentators who have launched a fierce dispute over his behavior; Bring shame on yourself, and the latter? I don't think Superman should need another crazy fan."

"So I can only make some evaluations from another angle. I mean, after completely excluding personal feelings, I just wonder about one question: What kind of existence is Superman?"

"I'm a scientist, my friends. Scientists are not as intelligent as you think. We are just toddlers to this world, and we don't know anything about the universe."

"In such circumstances, Superman came."

Lex spread his arms out on the podium, a gesture that seemed to represent a cross between an embrace and a surrender.

"I don't know how to explain to you our mood, the mood of scientists. When we talk about science, we talk about guesses and hypotheses. When we talk about events, it's based on guesses and hypotheses. practice."

"We observe, compare, transform, reason, and control variables. We use expensive equipment to simulate a 'perfect state' that hardly exists in reality, and conduct experiments that we don't even know are meaningful."

"Sometimes the truth we discuss will be declared as fallacy hundreds or decades later, and we are always missing the theory that will rule the world in the future... The heliocentric theory is denied, the etheric theory is overthrown, Planet X never existed, new theories are born every day, and we have no way of knowing which theory is the correct answer."

"Science is the sum of the unknown and the random, and science, in a way, never actually existed."

"We are seeking the mysteries of the world and the universe with our eyes blindfolded, our ears plugged, our legs bound and our hands bound."

"And here comes Superman."

"Imagine the eyes he looks at the world and the universe, and imagine the things he can touch. In his eyes, maybe human beings survive and multiply like bacteria. The starry sky falls under his gaze, like candy melting in water. —will he taste the dead stars? Like we drink sugar water?"

People quieted down, and then started whispering.

The camera was working non-stop, recording every word Lex said, and spreading it to any corner of the earth fully and without processing.

There was a smile on Lex's lips, he stared at the audience with different expressions, stared at the eyes with different emotions emerging, through the camera, he also stared at all the audience sitting in front of the TV or computer .

He gazed at the only person he wanted to gaze at, trembling with excitement at the unbridled display of his true emotions.

"To me, Superman is hyperlogical, hyperreal, hyperexperiential."

"I never believed in Superman. I guess he never believed in us either."

He nodded smugly, almost smugly, to the only person he wanted to confide in.

Then he left the stunned and bewildered people at his last words and walked away from the podium without hesitation.

This wonderful speech caused an uproar, and the refutation of what he said has flooded the Internet and the media. When most people heard someone bluntly say "I don't believe in Superman", they reacted as if they had been denied. Becoming furious, aggressive, and so talkative that any neutral person can't help but frown.

As for who Lex really wanted to taunt and attack?

He did routine work.

He turned down every reporter who tried to interview him while he was working.

And when he wasn't working, he sat on the balcony and lost his mind.

Lex was still waiting for his reply.

"...I don't know what to say and where to start." Carl wrote slowly, "You are always very extreme towards me. Sometimes you think I am good, sometimes you think I am nothing. It's all bad, and the criteria for judging seem to switch at a complete whim."

"We're talking about Superman, Honey."

Superman, Carl thought, always Superman.

This actually made him feel a little unhappy. Although it seems that being jealous of his other identity has nothing to do with him, it has to be said that Lex's obsession with Superman has nothing to do with Carl.Al's belittling (albeit unconsciously, Lex's natural way of being condescending) really put him off.

When will Lex admit to Superman and Cal.Is Al the same person?

Carl speculated for a while in his heart. Although he always had good expectations, he still didn't dare to think deeply about the answer to this question.

But he had to get that answer.

"I can feel your distrust of Superman, your distrust of supernatural power of any kind. To be honest, I think your distrust is completely right, too powerful power in the hands of individuals does make People are frightened, because no one knows what amazing actions those individuals with power will make."

"But?" Lex replied, "I know there must be an annoying but behind this sentence, but I still know a thing or two about this little language skill."

"But you acted so crazy, so crazy that I could feel your fear and anxiety."

"I've never been afraid of him, whether it's Superman or his peers."

"But you acted honestly. Your every movement and every word spoke of your disgust and your fear...not necessarily against Superman, but definitely about Superman."

"And you, Honey? Why are you obsessed with this question? You told me you didn't like Superman, and you still don't like him?"

"I want you to know that when I said that, I didn't just speak after you."

"Then the answer has changed now."

Carl expressed his subtle attitude with silence. He didn't lie to Lex. When he told the other party that he didn't like Superman, he did have a sad emotion about his work. He couldn't see himself clearly.

But now he knows.

But Lex sent a message as if he couldn't wait for Carl's response.

"I guess you like his acts of justice."

"...No, Lexie, I don't really think what he's doing is very righteous," Carl replied. "He's just doing what he thinks is right as much as possible."

Immediately afterwards he asked: "Is there no room between you?"

"What kind of leeway?"

"I don't know, mutual understanding, not mutual hostility?"

"I guess not."

"If you are worried about his overpowering and doubt his self-control, I believe there must be some way to maintain balance."

Lex stared at the screen silently for a moment.

So cute, he thought sweetly.

"No, honey, don't believe those righteous words." He replied, "Everything I do is only out of personal feelings."