Science fiction story composition "Children's Planet"
"Little master, get up quickly, the local universe explosion will start in four hours! Including us!" This is my electronic The dove of peace is calling me. "Ah!" I looked a little panicked. Because even if I take the shortest route, my super-light flying saucer can only fly out of this area in four and a half hours. Even if we rush to prepare now, it's still too late!
The Big Bang began. Our earth is on the border of this area, so I was thrown out of this area and landed on an aqua blue planet called "Children's Planet".
I stayed at the home of a kindhearted person. As time went by, I discovered that all the residents on this planet are children and they will never grow up. These kids come from every planet. Although he is a child, he is no worse than an adult in everything. They used their wisdom and sweat to build "Children's Planet" to a modern level everywhere.
The industry of "Children's Planet" is very developed. There are hundreds of factories on the planet, some with textile systems, some with food industry systems... The factories are all automated and controlled only by a few computers and a few intelligent robots. For example, in the "Children's Planet Textile Factory", the textile workers here no longer have to check back and forth among several machines as they did in the past. Instead, they are replaced by intelligent robots. Once there is a fault, the robot will handle it simply and quickly. If the fault is too big for the intelligent robot to handle, it will make a rapid scream of "beep beep" to remind the workers to deal with it immediately.
The courses at "Kids Planet School" are very interesting. The children in the school learned a lot of knowledge unknowingly while playing. For example, in the Chinese reading class of "Children's Planet School", students in a class read an article at the same time, and then made animations based on the content of the article. Each student reads the article again, records it, and inserts it into the corresponding animation based on the meaning of the article. Then adjust the speaking speed to an appropriate one. When the students have finished making their own animations, the robot teacher takes turns to show each student's animation. While the students were watching the finished animation, many students could already recite the text backwards and forwards. The students here love to study and their grades are very good. The students who come out of here are all very talented, and they are all highly valued talents.
Vegetables and crops grow amazingly on "Kid's Planet". When you walk into the farmland and look around, you will see patches of "forests" of vegetables and crops unfolding in front of you. The sunflower is as tall as a small tree, and the sunflower disk is as big as an umbrella. The wheat grains are as big as red dates, and the persimmons are as big as pumpkins. If you hang a persimmon at the door of a store, some people may mistake it for a lantern. Here, you can find all kinds of seasonal vegetables. Why are the fruits in the farmland here so big? It turns out that this plant was grown under weightless conditions. In addition, there were no violent storms, and there was sufficient sunshine and moderate nutrients. The plants could grow fully, so the fruits were surprisingly large.
Although there are no adults on the "Children's Planet", the children still make the planet rich and developed. Of course, I hope that everyone will come to "Children's Planet" to visit and gain your knowledge.
Science fiction story composition: damn composition machine
What Doudou fears most is the composition class. Tomorrow afternoon, there will be two more composition classes, and Doudou is scratching his head and ears in worry. "Oh! It would be great if there was a 'composition machine'. I tell it the topic and it can help me write the composition..." Doudou was thinking when he suddenly heard a voice from the radio; "...this miracle creation The company's latest product, composition machine, helps you write compositions and solve problems! ..." Is it really such a good thing? Doudou rushed out of the house and went straight to the Miracle Creation Company that sold composition machines. It was really good. After a while, Doudou came back with a "composition machine" as big as a telephone.
After returning home, Doudou hurriedly opened the manual. There are only a few simple lines in the instructions:
"When writing an essay, please press the black button, tell me the topic, and answer my questions. I will help you write a good article... ”
Doudou was so happy. In order to verify whether this composition machine worked, he decided to give it a try by giving a question himself.
Doudou carefully pressed the black button, and a voice came out from the composition machine: "Please tell me the topic." Doudou said to the composition machine: "The topic of the composition is 'My Dad'." The green light on the composition machine turned on, and it was buzzing inside. Doudou thought, well, this must be a machine helping me write my essay. Suddenly, another voice came from the composition machine: "Now please tell me, how tall is your father? How many kilograms does he weigh? How many inches are his eyes? What is the shape of his eyebrows? How high is the bridge of his nose? What is the distance between the two nostrils?" How big are the ears? What is the color of the skin? ..." Doudou yelled: "Are you done? There are so many strange questions, are you helping me write my essay, or are you just here to trouble me?"
The voice in the composition machine was very kind and explained to Doudou:
" Sorry, my master, when writing this topic, you must answer my question about your father so that I can help you write a beautiful composition. Now, I just asked a question, and you are impatient..." < /p>
Oh my god, what a troublesome bullshit essay writing machine! Doudou shouted: "You bad essay writer, I really don't want you anymore. You must get rid of this bad habit of asking questions!"
"Okay, little master, I have many things ready-made If you are willing, I can provide you with the already written composition," the composition machine said slyly and proudly.
When Doudou heard that there was a ready-made composition, he was very happy and said:
"That's pretty much it. Write me the current 'my father'."
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Doudou rearranged the machine, pressed the black button, and told the question. And said: "I want it now." After a while, from the opening next to the composition machine, a few pages of fully written composition paper slid out. Doudou picked it up and read: My father.
My father is a people's teacher. He is tall and has big eyes. No matter who he meets, he always smiles...
Ah! marvelous! Although Doudou's father is a doctor, he is also very short and has small eyes. But no matter what, as long as he is a father, it will be good if he can handle this essay. Doudou didn't want to try his composition machine anymore, so he turned it off with a "pop" and jumped out to play.
In the composition class the next day, Doudou secretly put the composition machine into the drawer and looked around. None of his classmates noticed it, so he felt relieved. At this time, the teacher wrote the topic on the blackboard: "My XXX". The teacher also told the students that the following three "X"s were decided by the students themselves. Anyone can write it, and they can write whatever they want, as long as you think It’s ok if it’s the one that impresses you the most and is the most unforgettable.
Doudou quickly opened the drawer a crack, stretched out his arm and pressed the black button, and quietly said to the composition machine: "The topic: 'My XXX' needs to be ready-made! Write it quickly." After saying that, he closed the drawer.
The second composition class was about to end, and the students handed in their compositions one after another. Doudou opened the drawer, reached in and touched it: Hey! Yes, there are four or five pages in it. Doudou took them out and took a look. Hey, they were densely packed and filled with writing! How wonderful! Doudou tucked these pages into the composition book and handed them to the teacher. She felt so proud.
But two days later, the teacher called Doudou to the office. Said seriously: "Classmate Doudou, are you kidding? See for yourself what you have written?!"
Doudou picked up a few pieces of paper thrown by the teacher on the table and read: : ""My Confession", I am a murderer and will be shot soon. I have committed a heinous crime. I deserve to die, deserve to die..."
Ah! Oh my gosh! Doudou broke out in a cold sweat, why is this damn composition machine so naughty?
After that, Doudou no longer relied on the composition machine. Her compositions got better and better, and she even won a grand prize!
Science Fiction Story Composition: Death Light on Coral Island
Have you not forgotten the twin-engine aircraft "Morning Star" that mysteriously crashed over the Pacific not long ago? Its mechanical parts were operating normally, and its radio contact with Port H had not been interrupted. However, it exploded at an altitude of 00 meters and crashed into the Pacific Ocean.
I am Chen Tianhong, the pilot whose whereabouts are unknown.
Here, I would like to introduce to you the cause and process of the crash, as well as an extraordinary experience I had on a small island after the crash...
I, the son of a poor overseas Chinese, am world-famous. Students of nuclear physicist Professor Zhao Qian are looking forward to the future and yearning for the motherland. When my parents passed away one after another, I felt that the time had come to return to China, so I submitted my resignation to Professor Zhao and made my intentions clear. After he listened quietly to my words, his wrinkled face was filled with infinite sadness and his heart was pounding. Professor Zhao regrets that he is old. Unable to return to serve in the country; he asked me to wait a few more months until he could assemble the high-efficiency atomic battery and bring it back to the country as a final gift to his beloved motherland.
Unexpectedly, just before I left, Professor Zhao was suddenly assassinated by gangsters. He was lying in a pool of blood, and the door of the safe was open, emitting a burning smell. It turned out that this was the murderous hand of a spy from a certain big country. When their attempt to acquire the patent for this invention was rejected, they devised a vicious plan to rob the research data by force. Professor Zhao resolutely burned the materials and was brutally killed. I felt infinite grief and indignation. In order to preserve this invention and avoid being pursued by the enemy, I decided to return home immediately with a high-efficiency atomic battery.
Another unexpected thing happened. My plane suddenly encountered a strange lightning on the way and was shot down. I only had time to parachute out of the cabin with a high-efficiency atomic battery. When I fell into the sea, I looked up and saw two helicopters. I put down the frogmen to search where the plane fell into the sea. I understood that it was the claws of that big country that had reached out to me again. They would not stop until they got a high-efficiency atomic battery. . But I don’t understand what means they used to shoot down my plane.
I drifted on the sea for three days and saw the shadow of a small island. The hope of life encouraged me and I swam hard towards the shore. Unexpectedly, I met a shark head-on. I was desperate and felt death was coming. At this time, a miracle happened. The shark suddenly emitted dazzling sparks, and the surrounding seawater vaporized rapidly, making a crackling sound. The shark died, and I was scalded by the scorching water. I struggled to swim to the shore, then spun around and lost consciousness.
When I woke up, I was already in a beautifully decorated bedroom. It turned out that an old Chinese scientist saved me. He calls himself Dr. Matthew, and is only accompanied by a mute servant named Aman. He lives on this isolated desert island and devotes himself to his favorite scientific research.
From the conversation, I learned that he was Hu Mingli, a Chinese engineer who disappeared mysteriously ten years ago. At that time, he developed a new type of laser rangefinder in country A, and the government of country A was preparing to publicly reward him. Only at this time did his boss show him several copies of the Ministry of Defense memo. He was shocked. He didn't expect that all his inventions would be used in war machines. He, a peace-loving scientist, has been fooled by others and has been serving the war!
He was angry, he protested, and felt panicked and painful. He did not want to live in this ugly society anymore, and fantasized about finding a paradise far away from the world. At this time, an old classmate of his named Brian came all the way from Europe to express his condolences. Blythe denounced the society of Country A, said that he was also a pacifist, and invited him to join the work of Lovell Company and devote himself to its noble cause of saving mankind.
“Respecting the feelings of others and protecting the ideals of others is exactly the purpose of Lovell Company.” Brian said, “We can choose a place far away from the world and build a laboratory for you. Let you devote yourself to the sacred science and no longer be disturbed by the secular world." He accepted this suggestion and mysteriously disappeared from the society of country A. He came to this unnamed coral island in the Pacific under the pseudonym of Matthew. Lovell Company did not break its promise, and indeed built a modern laboratory for him and equipped him with a young assistant named Luo Joseph and Amon. Everything he needs, the company tries its best to meet. This is a true paradise, where he is content to conduct his research in peace.
I reminded him: "Do you understand the political background of Lofer Company? How can you guarantee that your inventions will not directly or indirectly serve the war if they are resold through the company?"
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He didn't want to hear any of these words. When I asked again: "Please forgive my bluntness, was the weapon you used to kill the shark that day a new type of laser?" This sentence seemed to hurt him, and he protested loudly: "No, on my small island There are no weapons at all.
"His attitude was so heated that I had to stop asking.
A few days later, he was surprised. When he found that the indoor radioactive element dosimeter had abnormal performance, he wondered whether I had any radioactivity. When I was looking for something, I took out the high-efficiency atomic battery under the bed and showed it to him. He said very excitedly: "Ah, if this battery is connected with my laser boring machine, it will immediately enable mining, tunneling, and underground engineering in the world. Construction has entered a new stage, which will bring great benefits to mankind! Only then did he admit that he used a laser to kill the shark that day and saved my life. I took the opportunity to ask him: "Isn't this a weapon?" He replied disapprovingly: "Humans are not sharks." I can kill a shark, but never a human being. "
Then he talked about one of his inventions, which can produce an extremely narrow beam of radio waves to cause electric sparks at distant targets.
"Oh my God. ! I exclaimed, "My Morning Star happened to be struck down by lightning." "I told him that at that time, only the fleet of a certain big country was active on the nearby sea. After the plane crash, they sent a helicopter to search for me. Considering the rumors that Lovell Company has a special relationship with this country, there must be a large number of them. There are articles.
“No, this is impossible! "Matthew staggered a few steps, slumped down on the chair, and held his chest with his hands in pain. He had a sudden heart attack. Aman and I hurriedly injected him with emergency medicine, and I suddenly remembered something very important. thing, asked him: "Do Brian and Royce know that the laser boring machine has caused the damage? Is it possible to prevent them from seeing this machine? "Matthew thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, and decided to ask Aman and I to help move the machine into the bedroom to avoid the sight of Brian and Royce who were about to come to the island.
They finally arrived. , took a warship and brought a naval officer and several sailors to Dr. Matthew's coral island. Why did they come on a warship and bring some soldiers with them? Matthew was a little suspicious, but Brian strode over to him. Introducing Colonel Shabunov. He explained that because the warship was equipped with an instrument produced by Lofer Company, he was invited to check it out.
"Instrument? Is it a space discharge meter? Was it the one that shot down the Morning Star? "Dr. Matthew asked Brian vigilantly. Shabulov then told the truth and admitted that he had a contract with Lovell Company, and some of the products were invented by Matthew. He also argued that the Morning Star was a drug trafficker. He was ordered to shoot it down with the "Death Flame" modified by a space discharge instrument. He praised Matthew and proposed to build a more complete laboratory for him in a deep mountain somewhere in Europe...
Matthew didn’t want to listen anymore and angrily rebuked the bandits, but Brian sweetly persuaded him: “Let’s go. Since the Morning Star incident, world public opinion has been very unfavorable to us and we have decided to blow up today. This island, come with us! ”
Matthew understood everything. He had another heart attack and fell down heavily. Aman rushed in to protect his master, but was caught by the sailors, dragged out and shot. Chablo Husband directed Brian to quickly find the blueprint for the laser boring machine and blow up the coral island. "It's a pity that we didn't get a high-efficiency atomic battery. "He said to Brian, "Otherwise, Matthew's laser boring machine can be turned into a portable laser cannon immediately! "
I hid next door and heard clearly. Zhao Qian, Matthew, high-efficiency atomic batteries, laser boring machines, laser cannons, I understood everything. When they brought the design drawings to the island I installed the explosives and left in a hurry. I rushed to rescue Dr. Matthew. He was dying. Before he died, he directed me to use a laser to break the traveling warship into pieces.
"I was wrong! He said with a weak breath and slowly, "If these sharks are not eliminated, there will be no justice and peace in the world..."
He wanted to continue, but death has come. I cried with tears. He lay flat on the bed, picked up the high-efficiency atomic battery, and used the last ten minutes to escape from the coral island on a motorboat.
Behind him, there was a thunderous explosion, and Dr. Matthew's coral island disappeared. In the dazzling sparks and waves...