"The universe is a dark forest, and every civilization is a hunter with a gun, sneaking through the forest like a ghost, gently brushing away the branches that stand in his way, trying not to make a sound from his steps, and even breathing carefully: he must be careful, because the forest is full of hunters who are stalking like him, and if he finds another life, there is only one thing he can do: shoot and destroy it. In this forest, others are hell, eternal threats, and any life that exposes its existence will be quickly wiped out, this is the picture of cosmic civilization, and this is the interpretation of Fermi's paradox. ”

On the podium at Imperial State University in New York, Columbia's Emeritus Professor Elcid talks about his interpretation of Fermi's paradox.

"Professor Elcid, according to you, this universe is so dark, how can such a good race survive? So isn't it self-defeating for humans to launch probes such as the Hubble Telescope into outer space? A tall, fair-haired, fair-skinned girl with a ponytail stood up and asked.

"Kindness is a noble quality, but that doesn't mean it's a necessity for survival. This universe seems so vast, as if there are endless resources and living space. But if you think about it a little deeper, you realize that this is actually a stupid idea.

Fifteen million years ago, human beings began to evolve, 400,000 years ago modern human beings began to be born, the earliest known human civilization was born only seven or eight thousand years ago, based on human civilization began to calculate, the solar system was born 5 billion years, the Milky Way was born 13.6 billion years, and the universe was born at least 14 billion years.

So just imagine that in terms of time span alone, the earth alone can give birth to 9,333 human civilizations, and how many civilizations will be born in the infinite cosmic space. Of course, this calculation is unscientific, but if you take this as an example, you will find that the universe is actually extremely small. ”

"For civilization, survival is the first element. Although the universe is expanding, the total mass of the universe changes very slowly, and most of the mass is unusable, in addition to the endless civilizations that waste the available resources, then in order to obtain the resources for survival, the advanced civilizations will definitely plunder the resources of the lower civilizations, or at least destroy the low-level civilizations that they think have no development potential. ”

"For a civilization, maintaining its own survival is the greatest good. I think the evolutionary history of human beings has fully demonstrated this. Elcid's words were like a sharp knife that struck the blonde girl to the ground, and the blonde's face turned pale at first and then extremely ruddy with anger.

"So Professor Elshid, why didn't the news of humanity's launch into outer space attract an alien strike?" The blonde asked again in a suppressed angry voice.

"That's the question I want you to look for in my new series of books. Thank you. Elcid bowed to the students present and thanked him, "Especially this beauty, can you tell me your name?" You are the only student at this university who has challenged me. ”

"Gwen, Gwen Stacey." The girl flicked her ponytail, her big blue eyes filled with dissatisfaction with Elced.

"Gwen" Elcid was shocked: "Little Spider's first girlfriend." With his face unchanged, Elcid walked out of the Great Hall of Imperial State University. The reporters waiting outside the auditorium saw Elcid's appearance, like hyenas swarming on the African savannah that smell meat.

"Mr. Elcid, may I ask if the publication of the "Three-Body Problem" series this time is your dissatisfaction with the government's space exploration program?"

"Professor, was the publication of "The Three-Body Problem" due to a conflict between you and Professor Reed?"

"Sir, why did you give up writing fantasy in favor of science fiction?"

"Professor!" "Sir!" "Sir!" ...........

Elcid knows these reporters very well, and these reporters are no different from the paparazzi, who can do anything to get the news. Elcid was sure that as soon as he opened his mouth, there would be all kinds of rumors in the newspapers tomorrow that were unfavorable to him, but if he didn't, these reporters would not give up. Alcid was distraught, and on the road from the auditorium to the school gate, the cacophony of reporters made his good mood disappear.

Suddenly, Elcid stopped, pointed to a young reporter who looked panicked and looked like a novice and said, "You, come here." ”

"Me?" The little reporter was surprised and looked very excited.

Seeing the little reporter who was still grinding, Elcid looked impatient, "It's you." Now I'll give you a chance, little one, and hurry up with your questions. You only have a minute now. Although Elcid is only 18 years old, his achievements are worthy of the hope of this young journalist.

"Hello, Mr. Elcid. My name is..... The little reporter hurriedly introduced himself.

"Fifty seconds."

"My name is ......"

"Question. You have forty-six seconds left. Elcid said coldly.

"Why did you rewrite science fiction? And the content is so dark. The young reporter knew that he didn't have time to introduce himself, otherwise he would lose this opportunity, so he hurriedly asked his own questions.

"Try to expand the writing space, and your statement is very problematic, this is not my first sci-fi work, "Enemy of the Machine" is my first sci-fi work, and it has been handed over to director James to shoot. The reason why I wrote "The Three-Body Problem" is just a kind of imagination of the universe. Elcid quickly answered the reporter's question, and then walked away. Only the excited little reporter was left standing still.

At this time, Elcid had already arrived at the gate of the Imperial State University, and when he saw the car waiting at the door early, Elcid immediately got inside, and then left in the car.

"El is still as popular as ever." The old Mike who was driving said with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Mack, you're kidding again, these reporters are as annoying as ever. I really don't know why that Tony Stark guy likes to show off in front of them so much. Elcid said, rubbing his forehead.

El remembers that he was almost killed by these reporters when he first debuted, and the old guys in the New York literary world listened to the reporters' words and attacked them en masse, if it weren't for his mother's friends in the literary world, he would be finished, so El has never had a good impression of these reporters.

"Haha, El remembers those things." Old Michael smiled, and said no more. Old Mike is a typical white American, in his fifties, with a wonderful family, a kind lady, and a lovely daughter. Mike Sr. started driving for El's mother ten years ago, and later began escorting Ell after El became famous.

Sitting quietly in the car, Er sighed that he was lucky today, and he met a novice reporter, although it seemed that he had revealed a lot of news, but as long as he tried a little hard to ask, he would find that this information was actually very popular. Tomorrow there will probably be a few hundred words in the newspaper about yourself. Poor little reporter, I'm afraid I'm still happy now! I don't know how his editor-in-chief will bark at him! El thought maliciously.

El is a traverser, a traverser of souls. El who crossed into the mother's womb did not start cultivating in the womb, and he fought the dragon Aotian style life all over the world at the age of three. El didn't even know how he crossed over, he only remembered that he had passed out and woken up again and had begun to prepare for birth, and El was extremely thin after birth.

El guessed it was because it was most likely that he had crossed over a stillborn child. El's mother's name is Valita Jing Stoker, and she is single, and so far El does not know who her father is, and her mother is secretive about him.

Due to her own thin body, Valita began to teach El martial arts and take medicinal baths and medicinal meals since she was a child, and El was surprised that the lifestyle of a typical American red-haired beauty was completely oriental, more orthodox than the most orthodox Chinese. It wasn't until later that El learned that his maternal grandmother was Chinese, and it was said that she was still a big girl.

After the age of ten, after hearing the news of Captain America and Gotham Bat for the first time, El instantly understood what a dangerous world he had come to - the American comic world of DC and Marvel, but in fact, El did not know that this world was far more exciting than he imagined.

El's family lives on the outskirts of New York, and El knows that New York is a truly "good" place in the American comic world, with all kinds of supervillains and superheroes emerging one after another, and the best place for all kinds of alien visitors to visit.

Old Mike drove very slowly, but it was better to be safe. When she got home, she happened to see her mother, who was returning home at the same time as herself.

"El, it seems that today's harvest is not small." Valita looked at her son with a smile.

"Hi, Mom. Why did you come back so early today? El stepped forward and hugged Valita.

"What? Not welcome? Valita feigned anger.

"How is that possible? I guess you're too late? El explained with a smile.

"Today I cook for myself. Call Rume too, Mike. Valita said past El to Mike standing behind Eyre.

"I think Rume will be happy." Mike quietly gestures to Valita, and Valita responds with an "OK" gesture. Of course, all this was done in secret from El. El doesn't know that Valita really wants Rume to be a couple with him, and that Old Mac is happy to see it. But El hesitated, because El was now full of worries about the future.