Chapter 1287 Only by lowering can we resonate
Detroit.
Auto City, Iron Embroidered Belt, Twilight City.
It used to have many names, but now people call it "The Abandoned Land".
The abandoned land has been abandoned, with dilapidated houses, roads full of potholes, crooked street lights, and messy graffiti on the walls...
In an alley somewhere.
“Hand over the money!” Two dark-skinned men blocked a young white man who was passing by in a hurry.
He looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his eyes were a little dull.
"You are so strong, why don't you go to work and rob others?" the young white man asked doubtfully.
"Working? Are you a fool? It's so tiring!" A dark man patted the young man's face and showed a malicious smile.
"Haha, you want to educate me? My father has never said this to me. Do you know why?" Another swarthy man laughed.
The young man shook his head.
"Because I have never seen my father," the swarthy man laughed wildly and aimed his pistol at the young man's head. "What, do you want to be my father now? It's simple, dad, give me the money!" ”
The confusing logic and dirty smell are unbearable.
"Hopeless guys, if it weren't for the setting, I would really like to punch your heads off." The young man lowered his head and murmured.
Before he finished speaking, a layer of mist came over him.
The next moment, a man with a red coat, a pointed head, and a spider-like face appeared.
"Ah, monster!" The two dark-skinned men turned around and ran away.
Being on the streets, they know best what things should not be messed with.
Two spider webs stuck them and then hung them from the street lamp.
"Let me sober up and then go to the construction site to find a job moving bricks!"
The young man's voice sounded.
Then he stretched out his web and glided away.
He didn't know that behind him, a big cat stared at his leaving figure.
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"It seems that superheroes have really appeared." Wen Rensheng said to his family.
“According to the settings of the film and comics, they should be a good camp, appearing to protect civilians. Then why did Xiao Huan’s Colossus system fail? Xiao Huan is a protector. Is there any relationship between the two parties? What kind of conflict?" Zhao Han asked confused.
"Of course there will be conflicts, because while Xiaohuan is protecting those people, he is also strictly restricting them. They want to be protected, but they don't want to be controlled." Wen Rensheng shook his head.
He has the memory of two lives, and his understanding of the McCann people is unparalleled by others.
And Xiao Huan’s behavior was connived by him. He just wanted to let the McCann people rot in a lot of entertainment.
"I understand, they just want to have sex for nothing." Wang Wenwen said with disdain.
"Then what should I do?" Xiao Huan muttered.
"Shrink your territory first."
"Why shrink? You are so strong, are you still afraid of them?" Xiao Huan said unconvinced.
“It’s not a matter of fear. Today I’m going to teach you another lesson. Do you know why the McCanns surround themselves with small, rotten countries instead of making progress together with them?”
"I'm too lazy to do it."
"That's just one reason, and there is another very important reason - people can only know happiness through comparison."
Everyone nodded silently.
Wen Rensheng is absolutely right. The previous Colossus system covered a very large area, so large that it could encompass the entire Beizhou.
Over the years, they seem to have forgotten that danger and evil are all around them.
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An underground research base somewhere.
"Parker, you almost lost control again today."
In a room full of instruments, a researcher was looking at the instruments and said to the young man who had just taught the dark man a lesson.
"I have controlled myself very well, you know? My first choice is to blow their heads off!" Parker said fiercely.
"Then you have failed. It seems that the most difficult step in reproducing the characters in the comics is to copy the personality, rather than reproducing the deeds." The researcher shook his head. road.
“Yes, I have felt this recently, and I found that I do not agree with that naive boy’s idea. I want to be like other mutants, with superpowers, first make a lot of money, and then Buy a villa and a luxury car, then take a few top models and celebrities for a ride, sleep..." Parker said, drooling from the corner of his mouth.
“Haha, this is the most real and humane choice, and the Spider-Man in the movie is completely created to cater to the needs of the market and the audience.” The researcher spread his hands and said helplessly smiled.
A somewhat old voice sounded:
"Boy, if you still have this idea, then we can only change the Spider-Man actor."
The two people immediately turned their heads and saw an old white man with messy hair walking over.
This person is clearly Dr. Stein, who has been silent for a long time.
Parker quickly waved his hand and said: "Oh, I was just kidding, Doctor. In fact, I understand very well that with greater power comes greater responsibility. Many extraordinary people do not accept this concept, so this world is like this. Oops, I'll let them understand this."
"I hope you can really think like this. I don't want to use consciousness infusion, because that method will affect the collection of beliefs, and beliefs require pure and natural personality. Dr. Stein nodded.
"Doctor, recent research results show that with the revival of superheroes, the original Colossus system is collapsing, and those priests are unable to exert their power in many places." The researcher continued to report.
"Very good, we need a place where the people can choose their own destiny, instead of leaving it to some colossus. They only know how to eat, drink and have fun every day! There is no future in such a life." Dr. Stein said in a loud voice Some.
Everyone nodded.
This is exactly why they follow each other, because the other party is really for the good of McCann as a whole.
Whether it was the previous intubation in the back of the head, the later robot project, or the current superhero resurgence, the other party has been looking for a way to make McCann great again.
Although it seems a bit far away at the moment.
Another intelligence officer said: "By the way, doctor, Eagle Fort is copying our approach. They have created other superheroes, including some villains."
"It doesn't matter, we are also from Xizhou anyway, as long as we do better." Dr. Stein said nonchalantly.
"Well, we are preparing to plan a character-building operation. In the story, after Spider-Man gets super powers, he changes from a simple money-making behavior to a chivalrous and righteous behavior pattern." The researcher continued He took out a drawing board and said.
There is a detailed planning diagram on the drawing board, including the relationship between the characters and the sequence of events...
"Oh, so you are going to arrange an uncle for me, and then let him die at the hands of the gangsters I let go?" Parker looked at the plan on the drawing board.
"That's right. You will feel very guilty because of your uncle's death, and you will embark on the road of saving the world." The researcher nodded.
Parker was confused: "But isn't it strange? For a teenager, his uncle was beaten to death by gangsters. Isn't the first thing he wants to complain about is the local security problem? Why should he blame himself? ""
"If he didn't have superpowers, his uncle would be beaten to death by gangsters, and he would complain like you said. The reality is that he could stop it, but he didn't, so he was blamed. On your own." The researcher explained.
"But this is very wrong. Even if he has superpowers, how much can one person change? He can only patrol a small area a day. The most important thing for him to do is to use his superpowers to supervise those Congressmen, let them make changes and not not arrange enough patrols in poor areas just because they can't pay taxes," Parker said seriously.
The researcher said helplessly: "Well, you are right. You are too mature. You should take the initiative to lower your IQ."
"Lower? Why?" Parker spread his hands.
“Because most citizens don’t think you are so deep. If you want their faith, you must lower your IQ to the same level as them, so that you can resonate with them.”
(End of this chapter)