Chapter 3634

Baltimore, an important city in the northeastern United States, has a climate and geographical conditions not much different from New York, but because of the poor public security situation, it was once called the "most dangerous city in the world", but it is much better now.

Baltimore today is an important air transport hub in the Northeast Federation and the logistics center in the Northeast second only to New York. The city construction and public security situation have been greatly improved, and now the city is also a scene of stability and busyness.

The most famous university in Baltimore is actually not Johns Hopkins, but Morgan State University—that is the first black university, which has made outstanding contributions in immigrant integration and opposing discrimination.

Johns Hopkins University is also the world's first research university, the first university to integrate academic research institutions and teaching institutions, and has continued this model to this day, achieving many academic results and enjoying a high reputation in the world.

The research institute of Johns Hopkins University School of Medicine, which is Johns Hopkins Hospital, has been rated as the best hospital in the United States for 20 consecutive years, possessing extremely comprehensive diagnostic and treatment means and extremely high medical technology, and is the pearl of the entire federal medical community. Countless doctors come here to exchange and learn every year, and Shiler is one of them.

In fact, he hasn't been here for several years, because compared to exchanges and learning, the annual seminar is more like a class reunion, basically not conducting academic research reports, just chatting and going through the motions.

This year he chose to participate mainly because his nursing home was renovated. He needs to come over to promote it, and maybe he can hire a few good doctors.

Of course, the big shots who come to participate in the exchange basically will not work in this kind of small private nursing home, but they have many students and young doctors with excellent grades under them, which is Shiler's goal.

And this time, Shiler has one more goal, which is to find an old classmate who had studied at Harvard, and let him help find an expert to analyze the environmental protection problems in the Greylock area.

The venue of the exchange meeting is very lively, teachers and students introduce each other and chat at the table. Young medical students communicate in low voices around the snack table, and the small snacks on it are swept away by them.

As soon as the free discussion time started, Shiler stood up from the table and gave a wink to the two people opposite. A man and a woman also stood up from the table and left the conference room along the back door.

"Long time no see, Albert. And you, Andriel. Have you been doing well lately?"

"Let's make a long story short," Albert said, "The geology and environmental experts you need me to contact have been contacted, you can send the samples directly to the address I sent you. But I don't quite understand, what environmental problems will building a nursing home have?"

"What I am going to build is not a nursing home," Shiler shook his head and said, "It's a school."

"Are you planning to change your career to be a teacher?" Andriel smiled and said, "I guess the number of times you are late will be more than the students."

"Ah, don't be like this," Shiler smiled and shook his head and said, "I have no interest in bringing students, otherwise I wouldn't have run out to open a nursing home myself. In fact, it's a friend of mine who wants to build a school, and the scale is quite large. The local congressman used environmental protection problems as an excuse and wanted to use a veto in the meeting next week."

"Are you hoping to produce strong evidence to prove that there are no environmental protection problems?"

"No, I want to know if there will really be environmental protection problems."

"Forget it," Albert said, "If the congressman says the problem is in environmental protection, then it definitely isn't. Instead of worrying about environmental protection, it's better to check the guy's background."

Shiler was a bit helpless, he said: "I don't care about him. My friend doesn't care either, we are the kind of people who really care about environmental protection."

"Sounds a bit strange," Andriel said with her arms folded, "Since you don't care about political issues, then you should also be clear that building a school cannot produce any pollution. Then what problems are there?"

"This is not necessarily true," Shiler said, "What we are going to build is a magic school."

"God," Albert said, "Although the media has reported it many times, it is another feeling when it is said from the mouth of someone you are familiar with. How did you get involved with magic?"

"My friend is a magician, and happens to be the most powerful one. He wants to run a magic school. Although environmental protection is the least important problem, I think it is better to figure it out first."

"So that's how it is. In fact, I don't think magic will produce any pollution, but this is my one-sided word, what you have to do is find evidence to prove this."

"Exactly. Not everyone has received higher education, in their view, magic is more likely to have a relationship with a cult. They will feel that magicians are all heretics, and getting close to magicians may make themselves cursed by the devil."

Albert nodded and said: "I seem to have seen similar remarks on the Internet before, but most people are still friendly and full of longing for magic."

"This is not a good trend either. Magic is neither good nor bad, it's just a tool. But I also know that it is impossible to let everyone treat this thing with a normal heart," Shiler shrugged and said, "We do need evidence, but more to convince ourselves. You can understand it as 'paying for conscience'."

"Alright," Albert nodded and said, "So the samples you want to send are magic items?"

"It is encapsulated magic energy, deposited on a certain medium. We are sure it will not cause harm to ordinary people, but just in case, it is better to treat it with the attitude of treating radioactive materials."

"Then you can't just find geology experts. I'll ask if my old classmate knows nuclear power and nuclear physics experts, and of course energy and energy experts. But I can't guarantee efficiency, because many experts in this area are either in the starport or on Mercury, and may not be able to come back for a while."

"It's great that you are willing to help," Shiler nodded and said, "I didn't expect to solve this problem quickly, because it is obvious that environmental protection problems are the least important obstacles they face."

"Unimaginable," Albert shook his head while walking to the conference room, "I mean, you have become a big shot we can't imagine."

"You are wrong about that," Shiler followed behind him and said, "Have you seen any big shot who sincerely cares about environmental protection?"

All three laughed. By the time Shiler walked back to the conference room, the snack table had been replaced with a batch of new snacks. And for the entire rest of the meeting, he was busy grabbing small desserts from the mouths of that group of young academic gluttons, without producing any real academic value.

Shiler stayed in Baltimore for one night, chatted with other classmates about Wanda's internship, and then returned to New York. It was already morning when the plane landed, Shiler went back to rest for a while, and came to the Sanctum Sanctorum at noon.

Strange was busy, having to manufacture magic items that ordinary people could study, having to talk to a certain Eastern power about putting magic plants into the market, having to prepare for the congressional inquiry three days later, and having to write recent medical records. When he saw Shiler, it was like seeing a savior.

"Quick, help me write this," Strange waved his hand, and the cloak rolled a pile of documents and threw them in front of Shiler.

"I knew you couldn't be busy," Shiler didn't refuse, sat on the other side of the desk, and began to help Strange fill in the medical records.

"But then again," Shiler said while writing, "You are so busy, can't you ask for a few days off from the Presbyterian Hospital? You won't be performing surgery an hour before the congressional inquiry starts, right?"

"Of course I have to," Strange said, "I wish I could go to the inquiry wearing surgical clothes, so reporters would definitely be on my side, and ordinary people would also sympathize with me."

"I can't tell you are quite politically savvy."

"Nick's suggestion to me," Strange said without raising his head, "I'm already prepared to add one more surgery that day, and then go half an hour late. When they question me why I'm late, I'll tell them what is called 'human life is at stake, the benevolence of a doctor'."

Shiler gave him a thumbs up with the hand that wasn't writing.

"Ah," Strange's hand paused, and then said, "I heard that something big happened in the universe next door?"

"There are many universes next door, which one are you talking about?"

"The one you often stay in," Strange picked up the water glass and took a sip of water, saying.

"Oh, something happened, but it's not a big deal," Shiler shook his head and said, "Artificial intelligence unified the Earth, organized a wartime planned economic system, repelled the invading aliens, and is preparing to maintain this model and develop."

"Cough cough cough!" Strange almost choked. He said: "How long has it been? Even if the time flow there is different from ours, isn't it a bit exaggerated?"

"They are more chaotic there, and the entropy increase speed is faster. And you also know that the appearance of certain key nodes is in an instant, and by the time you react, everything is done."

"Hard to understand," Strange said, "I see that several public channels in the Battleworld are discussing this. What do you think?"

"Me? I am naturally sitting next door watching," Shiler also poured himself a glass of water, and then said, "Do you think unifying the Earth is a good thing?"

Strange seemed to be planning to rest for a while. He leaned his body back against the back of the chair, let out a long sigh and said: "I don't know either. But I don't think an Earth unified by artificial intelligence will be too good."

"Human supremacy?"

"Not entirely," Strange shook his head gently and said, "Have you paid attention to the situation in the universe recently?"

"The three major empires? Is their war over?"

"It's still early. Isn't the Kree Empire a civilization ruled by super artificial intelligence? Do you think they are good?"

"It shouldn't be bad, at least in terms of war, they are much stronger than humans. Even if the technological gap is smoothed out, their mobilization speed and organizational ability are much stronger than Earth."

"Indeed, but they were also forced out. The thousand-year war with the Skrull Empire evolved them into a race that almost completely serves war, and of course they are better at fighting."

"Listening to you, do you think it's not very good?"

"The three major empires can be called a series of bad moves in this war. Odin and Thor of Asgard participated in the war game a few days ago, and the conclusion reached is: the Supreme Intelligence seems to have lost its mind, the Skrull Emperor is also not very sober, and the one who performed best is actually Lilandra of the Shi'ar Empire. The future of the universe is bleak."

(End of chapter)