[Comprehensive Yingmei] What kind of experience is it like to take online classes in Gotham?

The answer the teacher wanted might not be mine, but he couldn't say that I was wrong, so he ended the question and drove me out of the mic sequence.

The two o'clock class in the morning is indeed not very interesting, especially after the exciting "Night Tour Gotham" just experienced, but the excitement after driving the car is enough to keep me from drinking coffee in the evening.

With this remaining excitement, I began to think about the question the teacher asked me just now.

The trolley problem is actually a philosophical question. If you don't start from the legal aspect, you should ask about the value of life.

There are more derivative questions about this question, such as what are the two tracks, six children go to play on the track, parents are strictly advised not to play on this track, because there will be a train coming in a few minutes.But five children disobeyed and ran to play on the track where the train was coming, and only one child played on the other track obediently.At this time the train is coming, you have a button in your hand to change the track of the train, do you want to press the button.

Is it to save the obedient but few children, or save the disobedient but five children.

From a philosophical point of view, it should be: "Kill one person to save everyone, will you do it?"

The reason why it is called a difficult problem is that it does have its own difficulty. Putting lives on a scale, in fact, no matter how many or how few lives there are, their weight is the same.

I remembered that when I looked up Batman's information some time ago, I saw a mentally ill criminal who obviously liked this type of crime-Joker.

Judging from some online messages and some data, the clown likes to play this kind of game of choosing one or the other. One side is very important people, and the other side is many lives. Who to save?

Then I found that Batman would not follow the clown's way of thinking when faced with such a choice about life. He seemed to be more inclined to full insurance.There are rescuers on both sides, and neither side will be voluntarily given up.

I don't know about other things, but I can take what the Riddler did not long ago as an example.I later learned in the Gotham Police Department that the situation was equivalent to three parties. The first party was that we were surrounded on the street, the Riddler was showing his "show" above the stage, and there were a lot of explosives buried underground. ;The second party is the warehouse connected to us where everyone was tied up. We answered wrong questions on their side and one person died on their side. We answered more than ten questions correctly, and the explosives under our feet exploded; There are bombs lying there, explosives that the Riddler somehow compels Batman to defuse.

The first party and the second party are obviously a tram-type topic, but this choice was placed on me at the time.The tenth question, if I get the wrong answer, the opposite side will die, and if I get the right answer, the explosives on our side will explode.But it is very obvious that our side has a bigger bargaining chip than that side, threatening us, and there are many people. Countless people begged me to choose carefully to save them off the stage, while the people over there are not on our side at all. Knowing, if you have to choose, which is more important?

But fortunately, at that time, Batman led the superheroes such as Nightwing Robin to jump out of this layer-by-layer problem. They chose to solve the problem directly and solved the dilemma in three aspects at the same time.

The philosopher who raised the trolley problem did not expect that so many people "worship" him now.

I thought about this question for a while while the teacher was asking other people, but this kind of question without a precise answer is subjective no matter what one's opinion is.

After asking questions, the teacher continued the class.I focused on class and took notes following the teacher's explanation.

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After class in the early morning, I went back to my room and fell asleep in the dark. I didn't set the alarm clock and no one came to wake me up. I slept until twelve o'clock at noon.

But I was woken up by the phone, and the ringing sound penetrated into my dream. When I opened my eyes suddenly, I thought I had encountered some midnight ring, until I saw the thick blackout curtain in front of my window.

The curtains were not drawn tightly by me, and the light jumped out of the middle gap and shone on my bed.The glare of the light woke me up from the "Midnight Ring" that appeared in my dream, and I found that my mobile phone was indeed ringing.

Let me just say, how could the midnight bell ring in the daytime?Unless it's just ghost jet lag from other cultures.

Before answering, I took a look and made a note: kiss and complain.

"Hello? Li Xiaomei? Why are you calling me when you have time?" I asked her.

It’s fun to say, Li Xiaomei fell in love quickly after I moved out of her house and came to Gotham. As soon as I left, my cabbage was kicked away by a pig. They have been in the river of love for more than a month , Poor me is fed dog food by her every day, and the notification sound of news every day is played by her into a symphony.

"I have no class these two days, and I want to go to Gotham to visit you." Li Xiaomei said on the other end of the phone.

"Come on, you are welcome anytime, stay with me and show you my super big room." I thought her voice was a little hoarse, "What's wrong with your throat? Do you have a cold?"

"Well...I'll talk to you when I see you." She said, "I'm booking a plane ticket to come to you now."

"Okk, come quickly, let me show you what it means to be inhumane."

We hung up.

I got up and brushed my teeth and washed my face. Li Xiaomei moved quickly, and she sent me the time of the plane's landing.

I counted the time, talked to Alfred, and drove the beautiful red sports car that went out last night.

There is a parking space at the airport in Gotham. I parked the car in the parking space and sent a message to tell Li Xiaomei my location. She should be able to see my ostentatious red sports car at a glance, right?

After sitting in the car and waiting for about five or six minutes, Li Xiaomei sent me a message telling me that she got off the plane.

I get out of the car and wait for her.

Not far away, a girl with red hair who was pushing a small suitcase, wearing sunglasses, looked around, and then fixed her gaze on my side.

She trotted all the way over. Although her hair color had changed, I recognized her at a glance by her familiar walking posture.

"Li Xiaomei!" I greeted her.

When Li Xiaomei was a few steps away from me, she let go of the suitcase in her hand and made a sprint, throwing herself on me.

"Rice shreds! I miss you so much!!!" The excited Li Xiaomei was picked up by me.

"Miss me, huh! You just focus on dating and feed me dog food." I snorted at her.

As a result, the woman burst into tears.

"Meat shreds woo woo woo woo I broke up..."

Mmmmm... eh? ! !

"What's wrong?" I stroked her hair and took off her sunglasses.

The eyes under the sunglasses were red and swollen, and it looked like he had been crying for a long time.

"That dog man! He cheated!" Although Li Xiaomei's eyes were red and swollen, they had a fierce look.

"The dog man is waiting for me to help you put him in a sack!" I said, "But there are many people at the airport, and Gotham's airport is an accident-prone area, so let's go back first."

Then I pointed to the sports car behind me: "Look at me coming out to pick you up with the most flashy sports car in the garage, don't be sad, my sister will take you for a ride."

Li Xiaomei put the sunglasses back on her face and nodded, her voice was still a little choked up: "Mmm!"

She sat in the co-pilot, looked at me driving proficiently, and said with envy in her tone, "I haven't even learned to drive, and I haven't even passed my driver's license exam."

"After all, I am so good." I blew a kiss to her narcissistically, "Fasten your seat belt and take off!"

"rush!"

Halfway through the car, Li Xiaomei looked thoughtfully at some shops passing by outside.

"What's wrong?" I noticed she kept looking out the window.

"Hmm..." She pondered for a while, "I want to drink."

"There's wine at Wayne Manor," I said.

Then I remembered the last time I was stared at by Alfred after drinking a few bottles, and my tone changed: "Let's buy some outside."

Li Xiaomei and I are both action-oriented people who will do what they say, and immediately find a place to park and go to the convenience store to buy wine as soon as we finish talking.

Li Xiaomei carried a case of beer in 450ml cans.

"Will it be a little too much?" I hesitated for a moment, remembering that I didn't drink very well and tasted wine very well.

"It's okay, I'll pack it if I can't finish it!" Li Xiaomei patted her chest to reassure, then turned around and bought a big bag of snacks in the convenience store.

"Since the wine was bought secretly, isn't it good to take it in so openly?" I asked her.

Li Xiaomei felt the same way, we turned our attention to the small suitcase she brought over.

"Barely, just fit in." We stuffed a case of beer into her suitcase.

When I took the contents of the suitcase out, I also took out two small bottles of liquor.

"You brought white ones? Are you running to me to drink away your worries?" I raised my eyebrows and looked at her.

"No, I'm here to bring you good wine to enjoy the spring." Li Xiaomei said righteously, "I can't bring wine with me on the plane. I bought it at the airport. I didn't expect there to be liquor for sale there."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say." I nodded, "These two bottles are not big, let's fish in troubled waters with snacks."

Li Xiaomei stuffed wine into the snacks, pulled out a few packs and covered them outside, and she made a gesture of salute: "I promise nothing will go wrong!"

Back at Wayne Manor, Alfred at this point is usually reading the newspaper in the living room, or waking my dad up.

I carried a heavy suitcase, Li Xiaomei came out of the garage with snacks, and we passed the living room openly.

"Your father's family is really big." Li Xiaomei sighed, and then looked at me, "Rich woman, please take care of me!"

"Come on, you." I tapped her on the head with my knuckles, "Do you see how little time I have taken care of you?"

Alfred sure enough was waking my dad up.

The door of the room was open, and my dad and Alfred came out of it, just to meet us.

"Grandpa Fu, Uncle Bruce." Li Xiaomei greeted obediently.

"Good afternoon, Dad."

I winked at my father who was lying on the bed, then corrected my expression and said to Alfred who was behind my father: "Grandpa Fu, you don't need to make our dinner!"

After he agreed, I waved at them and slipped away with Li Xiaomei.

If you stay longer, it will be bad if Alfred finds wine in the suitcase.

With wine and snacks, tonight is the time to complain about your ex-boyfriend!