Chapter 44 Professor Connors (seeking further reading)

Chapter 44 Professor Connors (please read~)

Imperial University and Arasaka Gakuin are not the same style.

Different from the feeling that it was designed from birth, Imperial University is actually much better.

After all, in 2011, such a top university had a high status in society. It not only produced a large number of talents from all walks of life, but was also responsible for scientific research. It was an "adult" in itself.

The area next to it is much more open and mostly dominated by parks, which is relatively less depressing.

Needless to say, although the air in New York is not that good, it is indeed much sweeter than Night City.

Suddenly, a small line of fonts popped up on the biometric monitoring screen——

[Lead levels in blood have slightly increased, please be aware of air pollution. 】

It turns out it's the sweet smell of leaded gasoline, so that's okay.

2011 looks more promising and freer, but the technical gap is real.

Feeling Lille looking around, Matt felt that the young boss looked a bit like a young man——

Of course, he didn't know what Lille was thinking.

Matt smiled and said, "Want to go to school?"

"School time," Reard paused and changed his statement, "maybe one of the best days I've ever imagined."

In fact, Lear was talking about the past, a previous life.

But he is not the kind of person who is nostalgic, and his life now is also very colorful.

Lear glanced at Matt in surprise: "It seems that Lawyer Murdoch has special skills and he doesn't intend to hide it, right?"

Don't forget, Matt is blind.

How could he see Lille looking left and right? Of course it's because he's not blind in the strict sense.

Matt kept smiling and pushed up his glasses: "We must be considered a lifelong friendship, right? You look very unusual. I guess we have more than one thing in common: we have been splashed with dangerous chemicals."

"It seems I can't deny it." Lear shrugged.

"There is no need to deny it. You are different from me. Your talent is superior enough that everyone will envy your head. I can see such a future."

"Really? I think everyone envies your talent." Leed paused, "I'm not talking about physical talent, but mental talent."

Matt paused in surprise: "I didn't know you had a pair of eyes that are good at discovery?"

The two walked in the school and were silent for a while. Matt suddenly asked: "I have a question. In fact, you may be able to solve this problem by yourself. What about cameras and circuits?

You can actually take care of those guys on your own, am I right? "

After witnessing the scene of Bullseye being crushed into pieces and the subsequent car accident, Matt didn't think it was necessary for Lear to mobilize those residents.

He could kill Bullseye, or even Kingpin, by himself, do many, many things, and no one would know, and solve the matter quietly.

Just like Iron Man killing terrorists by himself, there is no need to say anything, just do it.

Leal smiled: "Like a superhero?"

"Odd word choice but true, like a superhero, you could step up and take care of everything yourself, but you don't."

"Then every time something goes wrong, people pray: Some superhero will save me!"

Lear said and shook his head: "I hope they stand up, just like they are now, maybe they can't be cruel enough to kill, can't make a lot of money, don't have the knowledge, or even the courage.

But they must take action. They dare not resist the gangsters, but they can send John who dares to take action to the hospital;

They had no money and no house, but they were able to save the life of the landlord who took care of them, Mr. Rigaudeau.

There is a word in the East called Mr. Qingtian. It was originally used to express respect, but it gradually changed its meaning.

My home was robbed, and I begged God to send me Master Qingtian to help me punish the thief; when someone was beaten, I dragged my wounds and asked Master Qingtian to give me advice;

His family was killed. He kowtowed to death on the steps and begged Master Qingtian to come out and deliver justice. "

Matt mused: "It sounds like you're worried that they'll all be counting on you in the future."

"Yes - capable people in this world should bear more responsibilities, but that doesn't mean you are a waste and can hide in a hole and wait for the crisis to pass.

In other words, if you only know how to cover your eyes and plug your ears and hide in a hole, it is a disaster in itself. "

"But what can they do? You don't need an enthusiastic passerby to take you to the hospital every time, do you?"

Lear grinned: "So - capitalism poisons society, but money is a great sociological invention.

They can do the labor they are good at, they can pay me, and I am good at the things they are not good at. Isn’t currency used to facilitate such exchanges? "

Matt looked weird: "Sounds like a politician trying to excuse the system."

“No, if you think about it carefully, you will find that this social division of labor does provide an environment for people to do what they are good at.

Otherwise, if I want to engage in research, I have to first learn how to farm, build a house, and other tasks for myself. By the time I finish these tasks, I will be in my seventies. "

"Are you good at it? People who are good at it may not necessarily like these things."

"So." Lear pointed to his head, "Actually, as a researcher, the real deal to these coolies should be the future.

Use better technology to bring about a future that does not require so many people to do hard work.

In other words, what everyone really wants is to exchange for a better future from other people, rather than superficial money.

The latter was beguiled by the tool and forgot why he set out.

In the end, rather than saying that he is a person, it is better to say that he is a personalized bank card? "

After listening, Matt didn't speak for a long time - this was a direction he had never considered.

Suddenly he thought of his father.

His father was a black boxer. When he was a child, he often saw his father frowning and hoping to make more money.

However, he knew that his father did not really love money.

Thinking of this, Matt had a hint of enlightenment in his heart, smiled and said:

"You think a lot, but I agree with what you said about superheroes, people really need to learn to change the status quo through hard work, not prayer.

You should take classes in the philosophy department. "

"Come on—introduce me to this professor."

The two of them had arrived at the door of the research room at this time.

But Matt smiled and said nothing.

At this time, a man's voice came from behind Lille: "You said it very well."

Lear turned his head and saw a blond middle-aged man wearing glasses, looking at him with admiration - but there seemed to be some appreciation in it.

complex?

"Nice to meet you - Lawyer Murdoch, this should be Mr. Li, right?"

Matt turned around and nodded: "Yes, Leal, this is Professor Kurt Connors, hello, professor."

So the professor was following behind just now?

Considering Matt's keen senses, he might have noticed that the professor was following him. He probably didn't hear anything sensitive.

"Well it's nice to meet you, Professor Connors. Sorry, I mean, this meeting is a bit unexpected."

The two shook hands, and Connors smiled and adjusted his glasses: "I am the one who wants to say I'm sorry. I heard you and Murdoch's lawyer discussing the problem, and I unconsciously walked slowly. I want to hear and see you. What are we discussing.

Okay, let's go in - just like you said, I also hope to give patients who are suffering from pain a future. "

Including himself.

Leal saw Professor Connors' empty right hand.