“An ecological system that is contrary to the current ecology, a wonderful journey to the center of the earth!”
The banner is accompanied by a colorful painting of the inner world.
There was a long line in front of the New York Public Library, where a book signing event was being held.
Trevor Anderson, wearing black-framed glasses, signed his name on the book cover and added a sentence at the end at the request of the fans in front of him.
"Gift to Peter Parker!"
Smiling, she handed the travelogue titled Journey to the Center of the Earth to the boy in front of her.
"Professor Anderson, is the inner world you mentioned in your book real?"
Peter Parker looked at Trevor Anderson in front of him with hope, his eyes full of curiosity and exploration.
As a biology enthusiast, Peter Parker has been full of longing for the world depicted in "Journey to the Center of the Earth" written by Trevor Anderson ever since he read the book.
Glowing fluorescent moss, glowing birds that can point the way, plesiosaurs and Tyrannosaurus that lived in the Jurassic period.
Hearing that the author of Journey to the Center of the Earth was signing books at the New York Public Library, he took a leave of absence and brought his best friends along.
Not far from the public library, Harry Osborn was playing skateboard on the steps without much interest. If Peter hadn't pulled him over, he would have been too lazy to attend the book signing event.
Harry was riding the skateboard with great skill and grace, which attracted quite a few young girls to watch.
"Of course it's true. The world is huge, so huge that we humans can only explore one tenth of it. The inner world really exists. I can assure you of that!"
Trevor Anderson smiled and rubbed the head of the high school student in front of him. After watching him leave, Trevor rubbed his stiff cheeks and continued to greet the next fan with a smile.
Since returning from his expedition to Iceland, Trevor Anderson wrote about his experiences in "Journey to the Center of the Earth". Unexpectedly, this travelogue became a hit in the Federation, selling nearly one million copies a year.
Trevor Anderson also transformed himself from a professor of natural sciences at New York University to a sought-after writer in the federation.
The fans were very enthusiastic and the book signing event lasted until 12 noon. We finally signed the last autograph.
Putting away the pen, Trevor stood up and shook his sore wrist.
"Congratulations, Uncle Trevor, I never thought you would become a famous writer one day. I thought you only liked dealing with those minerals!"
A boy in a denim jacket walked up to Trevor Anderson and handed him a hamburger and an ice-cold Coke with a smile.
"Sean, why are you here!"
Trevor Anderson took the burger with a look of surprise and hugged the boy in his arms.
"I heard you were having a book signing here, so I came over to take a look!"
Sean Anderson waved his hand: "It can be seen that you are very popular, Uncle Trevor!"
"It's all propaganda from those booksellers!" Trevor Anderson chewed his beef burger in big bites and walked with Sean to the car parked nearby.
A bright red convertible Ferrari sports car.
"Where's Aunt Hannah? Why can't I see her?"
Sean jumped into the passenger seat skillfully. Trevor finished the last bite of the burger in his hand, threw the garbage into the trash can beside him, opened the car door, and sat in the driver's seat.
"She is studying some geological data at home!" Trevor patted his nephew on the shoulder and started the car.
"What do you want to eat? It's my treat!"
"How about a French dinner? I remember you always wanted to go for foie gras!"
"Forget it, let's go eat seafood. I'm almost vomiting from eating so much foie gras these days!"
Sean shrugged his shoulders in a smart way. Ever since he brought back a few pounds of gems from the underground mine, the uncle and nephew have never been short of money.
"Okay, let's go eat seafood! Sit tight!"
Just as Trevor Anderson was about to step on the accelerator, two black Mercedes cars suddenly sandwiched his Ferrari from the front and the back.
"Hey, I say!"
Trevor Anderson took off his glasses, pushed open the car door, pointed at the Mercedes-Benz and was about to ask a soul-searching question.
The doors of two Mercedes-Benz cars were pushed open from the inside, and two burly men in black suits and sunglasses got out from the passenger seat, walked silently to the back of the car, opened the doors, and stood respectfully aside.
Seeing this, Trevor Anderson took a step back and winked at his nephew in the car.
The smart little Sean Anderson understood what his uncle meant at a glance. He quietly pushed open the passenger door, intending to escape.
"You are Professor Anderson!"
A big man in a black tuxedo and a silver-white flat head got out of a Mercedes-Benz.
The white face with obvious Germanic ancestry and a somewhat serious expression gives people the first impression that he is not a good person.
"I'm Trevor Anderson! Who are you?" Trevor looked at the big man in front of him with a puzzled expression. His hand quietly reached into his pocket, where a pair of brass knuckles for self-defense were hidden.
Well, as for why I carry this thing with me to book signing events, I can only say that sometimes readers really love the author too deeply.
"My boss has a commission for you!"
Ryan extended his hand to Trevor Anderson and extended an invitation:
"I need you to come over here to discuss some details of the commission with you!"
"Commission?" Trevor Anderson shook his head. "I think your boss misunderstood. I'm just a geology professor, not a detective. If there is a commission, I'm afraid I can't do it!"
Lai En remained silent, but continued to extend his hand in an inviting gesture.
"You guys are really..."
Huh, Trevor Anderson took advantage of Ryan's inattention, suddenly stretched his hand out of his trouser pocket, and punched Ryan in the face with a heavy punch.
Trevor Anderson is more than just a geologist and professor. If he didn't have these skills, there's no way he could have come back alive from the inner world.
Trevor Anderson was the third runner-up in the federal boxing tournament.
With his 500-pound punch, he was confident that even a lion would tremble.
“Bang!”
Trevor Anderson confidently punched Ryan's palm hard.
Then Trevor Anderson felt as if his fist was clamped in a vice.
"Professor Anderson, you are so rude!"
Ryan squeezed Trevor Anderson's fist and tapped the brass knuckles on Trevor Anderson's fingers with his thumb.
Ding Dong!
Under Trevor Anderson's surprised gaze, the brass knuckles made of fine steel broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.
"I forgot to tell you just now that Miss Osgerson is also visiting the manor now. I think she would be happy to meet you!"
The geology professor who dared to pull out the Piranha Plant with his bare hands and challenge the Tyrannosaurus Rex would naturally not be scared by Lai En.
There is no shortage of people with super powers in this world, and strictly speaking, the strength shown by Ryan has not exceeded Trevor's cognition.
Just as Trevor was about to kick Ryan in the crotch.
Lai En's words completely infuriated this professor of geology who looked gentle but was actually muscular.
"You kidnapped Hannah!"
Trevor Anderson questioned Ryan with an angry look on his face. Although one of his hands was tightly grasped, it did not affect his momentum at all.
"You misunderstood. Like you, our boss just wants to find her for a commission. Not only Ms. Osgerson, but also Mr. Anderson is among those we invite!"
Sean Anderson had quietly left the Ferrari sports car and was about to sneak to the patrol car nearby to call the police.
Lai En's words immediately made him stop in his tracks, and he looked at his uncle with a little embarrassment.
"Are you here for the inner world?" Apart from the inner world, Trevor couldn't think of anything else that could involve the three of them at the same time.
"I think your boss misunderstood.
The center of the earth is just my brother's imagination. I sorted out his manuscripts and wrote this book "Journey to the Center of the Earth".
As an adult, you don’t really believe there is an underground world, it’s just science fiction!”
Trevor glanced to the side and saw a patrol car that seemed to have noticed the movement here. Two policemen got out of the car and were walking towards this side.
Lai En also noticed the two policemen, but he just nodded slightly, and a big man in black walked over.
In Trevor's disappointed eyes, the big man in black simply took out a business card and handed it to the two policemen.
The two policemen just took a look and turned back to the police car.
Then the patrol car left in a hurry as if it was chased by a dog.
The attitude of the two policemen said it all, and Trevor knew exactly what it meant.
The so-called boss who invited him must be very powerful in New York.
And they still have Hannah.
"Mr. Anderson, please get in the car!"
As if noticing Trevor's softening attitude, Ryan loosened his hand, still maintaining his polite attitude.
Trevor waved to Sean helplessly, called his nephew to him, touched his head, and asked Ryan.
“Can we drive our own car?”
… … …
"Uncle Trevor, why don't we get rid of them at the next intersection!"
A bright red Ferrari was driving on the road, with two black Mercedes-Benz cars guarding it in the middle, one in front and one behind.
Sean sat in the passenger seat of the Ferrari, turned his head to look at the black Mercedes-Benz following closely behind, and suggested to Trevor.
"Hannah is still in their hands!"
Trevor frowned, stepped on the accelerator helplessly and followed the Mercedes-Benz in front closely.
"Sean, if there's any problem, I'll create an opportunity for you, and you run fast. Do you hear me?"
Trevor turned his head and looked solemnly at his nephew beside him.
His brother died in the inner world, and he didn't want his nephew to get into trouble.
"Don't worry, Uncle Trevor, we and Aunt Hannah will be fine. The inner world is so dangerous, but we made it through!"
Sean comforted Trevor in a childish way.
Soon, the two followed the Mercedes-Benz in front of them and drove into an area of villas for the rich.
A black Mercedes stopped at the gate of a Chinese-style manor.
Trevor steered the Ferrari and stopped it.
"Tang Mansion!"
Trevor looked up at the large characters on the manor plaque and read them in difficult Chinese.
"Professor Anderson, please come in!"
At this time, Ryan had already got out of the car and was a little surprised to hear Trevor's Chinese accent.
But he still politely invited the two of them.
Ryan led Trevor and Sean through the pavilions and waterside terraces in the manor and came to the reception room.
Along the way, the stream meanders through the manor to form a small water system. The path paved with bluestone slabs is only three inches above the water surface. There are gaps between the bluestones, and fish swim past under your feet from time to time.
The artificial stream flows into an artificial lake in the manor, and lotus flowers as big as bowls are blooming in the lake.
Amid the shade of lotus flowers, you can occasionally see koi swimming in the lake, nibbling on the lotus petals that have fallen to the water.
The two were stunned by the water system created in this Chinese-style manor.
This is a completely different beauty from the magnificent and magical inner world they have seen.
However, unlike his nephew Sean, Trevor had been paying attention to the guarding situation of this Chinese manor along the way.
The result was a bit disappointing to him. The whole manor was filled with bodyguards in black suits. They were patrolling the manor in groups of two. From their bulging waists, Trevor could clearly see that they all carried guns.
The patrol officers dispelled some unrealistic ideas in Trevor's mind.
In the living room, Skye was chatting with a blonde woman in a T-shirt and jeans.
When the blonde woman saw Trevor and Sean walk in, she quickly stood up and greeted them happily.
"Trevor, this is really your friend's house. I thought it was fake. How was today's book signing? Did it go smoothly?"
Seeing that his girlfriend hadn't fully understood the situation, Trevor forced a smile on his face and touched his girlfriend's face:
"It went very smoothly. You have no idea, those fans were so enthusiastic that my hands were sore from signing autographs!"
"Sean, you've been clamoring to see the koi in the artificial lake, let Hannah go with you!"
After spending some time with his girlfriend, Trevor sent her out on the pretext of going to watch the fish.
"Now, let's get straight to the point. What does your boss want us to do?"
When his girlfriend disappeared out the door, Trevor's face began to become serious. He frowned and stared at Ryan.
"Don't worry, Mr. Anderson. Before that, our boss has some questions he wants to ask you first!"
Ryan mixed a glass of wine and brought it to Trevor.
Skye turned on the projection device in the living room!
Trevor held the wine glass and watched a virtual projection appear in front of him.
"John Hammond!"
Trevor looked at the background that appeared in the virtual projection and the dinosaur in the hands of the Asian man in a white suit, and immediately understood the cause of his unexpected disaster.
He was muttering someone's name viciously.
… … …
The reason why Dr. Hammond was able to clone dinosaurs was not because of the ancient mosquito amber.
Instead, it was obtained from Trevor's Tyrannosaurus skin tissue. It was with this fresh DNA that he was able to recreate these ancient behemoths.
The reason why he announced that the DNA was provided by the dinosaur blood preserved by mosquitoes in ancient amber was because his company and the dinosaur park plan required such a gimmick.
Another thing was that he promised Trevor to keep the secret for him.
Clearly, Dr. Hammond has broken his word.
There was no way, because the plan to build a dinosaur park required a large amount of capital investment, and Hammond's company had been researching and breeding dinosaurs for many years and had long been unable to make ends meet.
If there is no new capital injection, Hammond's dinosaur park will not only be built, but his company and the island will also be lost.
"Professor Anderson!"
Tang Song was sitting on a bamboo chair, holding a newborn Velociraptor cub in his arms, stroking its chin as if he were petting a cat!
The velociraptor cub curled up in Boss Tang's hand, feeling the terrifying aura coming from him, and made a series of clucking sounds in an unusually obedient manner.
"What is the light source you see in the inner world?"
"You are the boss? I don't understand why you want to find the inner world, but I tell you, no matter what you think, it's useless. The inner world has been destroyed in the magma eruption!"
Trevor looked at Tang Song in the virtual projection, who was bending down and stroking the velociraptor cub, and spoke directly without any politeness.
"What is the light source you see in the inner world?"
Tang Song pinched the chin of the velociraptor cub, twisted its head, and repeated it without raising his head.
Trevor was about to argue when he suddenly felt a chill from behind. He turned around and faced Lai En's expressionless face.
"There are some luminous mosses and some luminous birds... There seem to be luminous spheres in the upper space, but I'm not sure what they are!"
Trevor answered Tang Song's questions honestly.
"The glowing sphere," Tang Song reached out and took a strip of fresh meat from Fox beside him and fed it to the velociraptor in his hand.
"Tell me in detail about the changes that happened when you entered and escaped from the inner earth world!"
Hearing the unquestionable meaning in the Asian's mouth, Trevor recounted in detail the experience of the three people getting out of the inner world.
The story centers on his brother's conjecture about the inner world of the Earth, his bizarre experience of accidentally entering the inner world of the Earth through an underground mine, and the rising temperature of the inner world, in which he was directly swallowed by magma. They then had an adventure of rushing out of the ground using water vapor and dinosaur skulls.
"The evil energy from underground is erupting, and it can be used as the sun," Tang Song muttered to himself, bending down and casually placing the little Swift Dragon on the ground.
Clapping his hands, Tang Song raised his head and looked at the image of Trevor presented by the virtual projection.
"I think Ryan has already told you that I have no other purpose in inviting Professor Anderson and your friends here. I want to go to the inner world of the earth and I want to invite you to be my guide this time."
Although Trevor vaguely guessed Tang Song's thoughts, he was still shocked.
"Hey, listen to me, the temperature in the Earth's core has soared to 100 to 200 degrees, and its ecosystem has been completely destroyed. No matter what you are looking for, it no longer exists!"
Trevor gestured with his hands excitedly, trying to dispel the crazy idea of the Asian man in front of him.
"The last time we entered the inner world was by chance. There was a water slide under the broken quartz layer, which allowed us to enter the inner world safely."
Trevor threw up his hands. "There's no way we can find a new water slide now!"
"These are not problems!" Tang Song stood up and took the cane from Fox beside him.
"If we have enough time, we will set off in a month.
Lai En, take good care of Professor Anderson during this time, ask him for advice, and make preparations for going to the center of the earth. When I come back from Antarctica, we will set off!"
"Yes! Boss!"