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

"A long time ago..." Carl read, and he stopped after reading this sentence. "Does the whole universe like to use such beginnings?"

"Read later." Connor replied, "The beginning is not important."

"No, the beginning is very important." Carl said to Connor solemnly, "You see, once I read this kind of beginning, I feel boring, and I don't want to read any further."

"But you are telling me a story." Connor pointed out the key point, "I still want to listen to it later."

"You little clever ghost," Carl smiled, rubbed Connor's furry head lovingly, and focused on the pages of the book—trying to ignore what was wrong in his heart, "A long time ago, when our ancestors Struggling to survive on the ground, before words were born..."

He is very good at telling stories, his reading voice is gentle and gentle, slowly telling an ancient story, and in his invisible dimension, his voice is like the smoke on a candle, rising higher and higher wider.

Alexander came slowly.

It's a bizarre space, with flickering fragments all around.

Time is chaotic here, while space is meaningless here. Countless incomprehensible energies vibrate around him, like a stone being thrown into a calm lake, and the ripples circle after circle follow his footsteps. Swinging for the center, and his uninterrupted footsteps made the entire lake tremble——

Everywhere he went, facts collapsed, and new facts began to rebuild as they collapsed.

Logic is surprisingly illogical in this wonderful place, and all laws are forcibly rewritten in this wonderful environment.

"What a genius idea." Luo followed behind Alexander, her lips were paler than her face, but her eyes were shining brightly, she stared at the surroundings intently, "I have never tried Look at it that way."

What are you going to see?She didn't say it, and what she wanted to say couldn't be expressed in words.

Carl's voice seemed to surround them with substance.

"...Lao woke up in a strange land. He raised his head and found a red sun hanging in the sky. He had never seen such a sun before, so he couldn't help being stunned..."

Luo raised his hand, then stopped.

"Can I?" She politely asked Alexander's opinion, "Or you first?"

"Please." Alexander replied.

So Luo lightly stirred up the cloud of light formed by Carl's story—or the energy cluster—or something else. Under her slender fingertips, the virtual story began to spread, strengthen, and gradually cover the original story line.

The lines between true and false blurred as she moved her fingers.

Such a huge change should have spread out from her center, and eventually led to the collapse of the entire strange land, but the ripples caused by Alexander's footsteps counteracted the turbulent flow caused by Luo, combining the real history and the virtual world. The chaos caused by the displacement between stories is limited to a single segment.

"Well done." Luo praised.

"Do your job," Alexander reminded her. "Make no mistakes."

Lo quieted down.

Carl's reading continues.

"...Rao meditated under the red sun. His name was the first thing he remembered, and then he found that he could draw energy from the red sun. He built his shrine on the flat ground, our ancestors found he..."

Lo yawned.

Changing the past sounds like a very serious matter, and if you don't pay attention to it, it will lead to a big mistake. In fact—this is actually the case, which is why even though she has the ability to change the past, she will not use it easily.

But under Alexander's supervision, the work was much less stressful for her.

"I think we can make a very good partner, I'm serious." Luo said to Alexander, "Your computing power is really unique. I guess this is the natural advantage of artificial intelligence life?"

Their working mode is like this, Luo is responsible for changing the timeline of the past, and Alexander is responsible for monitoring the small anomalies caused by this change, so as to prevent the universe from being damaged by their actions.

It's hard to say whose job is more difficult, whether it is to greatly manipulate reality, or to calculate the different futures caused by each different detail, and correct them in a direction consistent with the current reality?

"Work hard," said Alexander.

"I'm very serious, honey, I still have time to chat, and I know you do too." Luo looked at Alexander with great interest.

Of course, he couldn't see his emotions and thoughts from his expression, but Luo never looked at Alexander's expression, what she saw was something more direct to the core.

"This little ritual should take up most of your computing power, so," said Lo, "you don't have time to lie right now, do you?"

"..."

"I should ask you some questions." Luo pondered, "I have accumulated a lot of questions related to you-but it is boring to get answers in advance, so I will only ask you one."

"..."

"If my dear Karl doesn't show you the way of evolution, what are you going to do?"

Without thinking, Alexander said, "Invade other planets, destroy life, put their cultures in bottles, study and absorb them one by one, until there is no more life in the universe."

"I knew you didn't build so many robots for fun." Luo paused, and suddenly marveled, "It's really not easy for Carl to grow so big."

Carl's voice of reading suddenly stopped.

"Daddy?"

"It's kind of weird to me," Carl said. "It's weird."

……

"The little boy feels something is wrong," Luo said. "Should I praise him for being great, or laugh at your incompetence?"

"Continue." Alexander stood still under Luo's pressure, "He will finish reading the story."

……

The feeling of heart palpitations lasted only for a short while, and Carl paused for a moment, before deciding whether to continue reading the story or just stop, when he heard Connor's voice.

"Are you not feeling well?"

"This story doesn't feel right to me." Carl said immediately, "What Rao did is a bit like me—" A thought flashed through his mind, but he quickly ignored it, "This story won't Affect my glorious image in your heart, Xiaokang?"

"Of course not." Connor said, "Although he is a god, he seems to be stronger than you, but you are my daddy, and you are more powerful in comparison."

Carl kisses the top of Connor's head.

"Let's continue reading the story," he said. "Where did we just read—oh, this is here. With the help of Rao, the ancestors began to multiply on the vast plain..."

Nothing more went wrong, he read the whole story calmly, and closed the book of myths.

"Good night, Xiaokang."

"Good night, daddy."

Carl got off the bed lightly and left Connor's room.He walked towards the study in the dark, and put the myth in his hand back to its original position.

The moonlight poured down from the skylight, causing some strange feelings in his heart.

"Alexander?" Karl saw a familiar figure, "When did you come?"

"It starts when you take this mythology."

"Speaking of this book," Carl raised his eyebrows, "why haven't I read it before?"

"..." Alexander was silent.

"I was just asking casually, but now I'm starting to feel something is wrong." Carl unbuttoned his collar to breathe, "What bad thing did you do again?"

"Not a bad thing."

"you sure?"

Alexander recalled his actions: no problem, he gave Rao the right to choose.

"I'm sure," he said.

"No one was hurt, no one died?"

"No."

"...well," Carl said, "let it go—but if you do anything weird in the future, let me know."

"Ok."

"It seems unbelievable that you promised so quickly."

This time Alexander paused for a moment before speaking:

"I'm sorry that what I did in the past caused me to lose your trust..."

Carl cut him off. "Hey, don't take it so seriously. It's hard to guess what you're feeling and thinking, but you can't hide it. I know you. You'll always be my brother."

He thought for a while and said, "Actually, I quite like this feeling. I mean, although you are my brother, we have never had a fight since we were young. You agree to whatever I say. Sometimes I also envy other people's brothers fighting - although I already have a lot, but sometimes I still want what other people have and I don't have."

"It's just that you have messed things up too much, and you can't take it back." Carl said, "Next time you want to do something, tell me, let's quarrel or fight, and then shake hands and make peace."

Alexander smiled.

"You can't beat me," he said. "Your weakness is too obvious."

"Oh, really?" Carl folded his arms defensively and looked at Alexander warily, then he pondered Alexander's reply and said, "It doesn't matter. You won't hit me at all. I won."

He went to sleep happily.

And late at night Lex was still working.

Sitting in his office, he kept making and receiving calls, and he kept talking, his tone sometimes warm and kind, sometimes cold and hard.

"...I believe that we have reached a consensus on this issue, and your struggle for more than ten years will never be let down..."

"... sir, we are not discussing the law, we are discussing you, as far as I know..."

"...Constitution? Even though you're a judge, I'm afraid I understand the Constitution better than you. The changes we're about to make under Amendment No. 14 to the Constitution are absolutely constitutional and an amendment to a mistake..."

Moses ran back and forth to sort out various written documents, some top-secret information, including but not limited to the records of the nine justices of the Supreme Court.

When she finally trudged wearily towards Lex, she was not surprised to find that he had finished all the work he needed to do, brooding over the notebook in front of him.

"The preparatory work is almost done, and public opinion is under our control," Moxi said. "It can start as planned at any time."

"Quicker," said Lex, "faster."

"This may not be a good time, boss, Mr. Al may not..."

"Shut up," Lex said.