"No, it's just a trivial ideal." Captain Linden laughed. His face had many wrinkles, and it didn't look good when he smiled. The wrinkles were all piled together.
But Wilson seemed to be able to see the brilliance in the captain's eyes.
"In fact, he has always been curious about what the universe is like. It's embarrassing to say that when he was a child, he always thought that the moon was like a big piece of cheese, and he always thought about going to have a big meal one day."
Captain Linden looked up at the lightless night outside the window, his tone a little melancholy.
"But if humans don't even know the history of the earth, how can they go up to the universe and see it? The universe is full of unimaginable horrors, and it is more dangerous than the earth. It is impossible for humans to survive in that world with difficulty.
It’s not easy anymore.”
Captain Linden suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, "Human beings are full of contradictions and conflicts. We were in a war period a few years ago. All our experiences were focused on fighting outside. Obviously there is a terrifying external situation.
God, the ruler of the old moon still sleeps in the depths of the earth and the ocean. The old gods from ancient times still exist. Even if their descendants can completely destroy mankind, they have been fighting endlessly!"
When talking about the war, Captain Lyndon's tone was obviously impassioned and indignant. Wilson could understand Captain Lyndon's mood. Human civilization is like a country with snail horns, full of natural enemies that can eat snails.
.
However, the country where Snail Horn was located had no idea about it, and soon started to fight against Snail Shell's territory...
Come to think of it, if there were high-dimensional beings to conduct observations, then wouldn't all that be very ridiculous?
Based on the era he was in now, Wilson quickly realized what Captain Lyndon meant by war.
…First/World War.
Of course, it rarely happened again at that time, so the war is now called the "European War." But it was not only a war between several countries, but also the sorrow of people all over the world.
Captain Lyndon lost several friends in that war.
"Bu Nao, is it peaceful now?" Captain Linden sighed, with worry lingering on his brows, "Their economy is developing better and better now, cars are gradually becoming more popular, and technology is also developing.
.Everything may be developing in a good direction."
Wilson's throat suddenly seemed to be choked by something.
A strong feeling of suffocation grabbed his throat.
After he came to that era, did he live in the ivory tower of the university, and then set off with the expedition team? His understanding of that era was limited to newspapers.
Could it be that in Boston, he saw abandoned industrial areas and dock workers looking for work everywhere, including those scrawny Chinese workers...
The wealthy people on the ship were drinking and drinking, and the middle class were discussing their stocks and assets. Even if the captain knew a lot and had experienced a lot, he still had expectations that were wrong for that era.
Yes, it was indeed an era full of hope.
But at the same time, it is also an era of despair.
"No..." Wilson shook his head slowly before, "1929..."
In a few years, a major economic crisis will break out, and not only a few people like Professor Wilson will go bankrupt, but also people everywhere who are desperate.
People all over the world are experiencing the pain caused by the economic crisis. As a result, many countries have followed the path of France...
If you don't live without going east, who would become so extreme?
The same is true for cultists. Very few people with happy and happy families go to extremes, unless their families are ruined and they are trapped in a quagmire of despair.
Even without the pollution, everything there is enough to make people despair.
Those desperate people who died can be turned into cold words in history books at first, serving as a warning to future generations.
Then there is no history, and history cannot be changed.
No, that does not deny history, at least not now. Everything in the present cannot be in the progressive tense.
Wilson was silent.
A line of words suddenly popped up on Zhuomu's light screen:
[Host, Ultraman is not allowed to interfere with the development process of local civilization]
[But he is not a human being, he is a human being.]
Wilson was talking to Drom in his mind.
[The process of history is difficult to change. With the current level of human development, regional economic development is not balanced, and conflicts will eventually break out.]
Zhuomu kindly reminded his host.
Human society is different from the highly developed society of the Kingdom of Light. The social productivity of the Kingdom of Light is enough to meet everyone's needs. A plasma spark tower is enough for all Ultraman to have a huge amount of energy, not to mention asking for
It is said that there are endless black technologies emerging in the Kingdom of Light.
If we use a cake as a metaphor, the only material that society can produce is a piece of cake. Everyone wants to have a piece of cake. Some people get a small share, and some people get a large share. Therefore, where contradictions arise, conflict breaks out.
Out came the war.
However, the Kingdom of Light is different. The Kingdom of Light doesn't look down on those cakes at all, but there is a super boss who can roll out dozens of cakes with his bare legs anytime and anywhere and satisfy other civilizations.
They all begin to develop their own highest needs, and thus fail to maintain the peace of the universe.
Wilson certainly knows how much human civilization weighs.
In fact, if he is willing, can he really prevent the crisis coming from the east, and even the war sweeping the world? Even his hometown on the other side of the ocean can achieve rejuvenation with his own strength.
Ultraman's power alone is terrifying enough, not to mention that he has a black technology system.
But so what, can he stay there forever? If human beings want to conquer the universe, they will need their own efforts.
[The power of an individual human being is small. But he will not watch the tragedy unfold in front of his eyes.]
Wilson said to Drum solemnly.
【Can human beings change? Human beings have bad nature, but no one can believe in the light.】
[Those people on the ship are not hopeless. In times of crisis, they also rely on their own strength to save themselves.]
When Wilson was flying outside, he saw the people on the ship. In times of crisis, they took the initiative to assume their responsibilities. The captain was commanding the crew, even if the powerful people were not relying on their own power to suppress others, they were silently
They are contributing their own strength. The foreigners are communicating with the people of various countries, and the military officers are maintaining order...
None of these are the glory of human hope.
He found that he would go astray when he wrote...if he kept talking about other things, he would almost be asking for the liberation of productivity (cough cough cough, I can't say it anymore, and if I really ask for it, I will be blocked)