Die on Mars

Late at night.

Tang Yue sat on a chair wrapped in clothes and blankets, exhaling white water vapor from his mouth and nose, which billowed and disappeared under the dim light.

He started a second round of attempts. This time he did not dare to use too many tomato seeds. After all, the number of seeds was limited. He only took two seeds for experimental planting. He was worried that there would be occasional death after taking one. , taking two can ensure a sufficient number of samples.

The two seeds were lying in the tape box at the moment. It was the hotbed specially prepared by Tang Yue for them, where they would give birth to two new lives.

These two new seedlings will chart the way for their brothers and sisters.

It's hard to say what the final result will be, but there is a high probability that it will fail.

Tang Yue could no longer provide better living conditions. When Tang Yue took care of the previous batch of tomato seedlings, he almost held them in his hands, but they still failed to survive.

Tang Yue also decided that if the two tomato seedlings died again, he would not let them die in vain.

As a fellow survivor in this universe, he has no power and is no longer willing to deprive other creatures of their lives.

Let’s leave two more seeds of life in this universe.

Otherwise it would be too lonely.

Maidong had already gone to rest. There was no one on the communication system. Kunlun Station was very quiet. Tang Yue took advantage of his still bright mind and time to review his life.

Generally speaking, only old people do this kind of thing. Old people sit on their coffins and look back on their lives. Whether they are laughing, happy, regretful, or regretful, they do not take away the good or sad past events.

After all, Tang Yue is a man who has been buried half-body. The only thing that makes him a little regretful is that his life is not long enough, there are too few stories to recall, the memories that are too far away are too vague, and the experiences in front of him are too boring.

Tang Yue regretted that he didn't get into group fights or beat up the principal when he was in school.

Look at the youth of those young people in the movie. Which boy has never had a fight? Which girl has never had an abortion?

Is youth without fighting and abortion called youth?

Tang Yue thought of his former junior high school classmate, who was extremely fierce. This brother had a passionate fight with a girl in the same grade, and eventually it developed into a drama of elopement. This brother went home and stole his father's salary from the drawer. Card, get on the train with the little girl, and run away thousands of miles, staying and flying together. It is simply a modern version of Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying, or Romeo and Juliet.

In the end, of course, he was caught by the police uncle as expected.

Seeing the young couple standing on the rostrum crying, Tang Yue stood at the bottom and scorned this wrong behavior of not doing his job properly, while he couldn't help but look at the class next door.

When Tang Yue was young, there was no such little girl who could see eye to eye with him. Tang Yue weighed it carefully, otherwise with his temperament, he would definitely be a weed that would not succumb to the power of his parents and school. The wild fire will not burn it out, and the spring breeze will grow again.

Tang Yue reviewed his life from the age of eight to 22 in five minutes.

He was startled.

Damn it, is this too damn fast?

Scanned in five minutes in fourteen years? Could it be said that his life is really ordinary and extremely ordinary?

So Tang Yue reviewed his life experience again, this time he was careful and meticulous.

So this time it took him eight minutes.

"Should I write a suicide note? It's time."

Tang Yue got up and sat upright, moved his wrist, and found a pen from the drawer.

A suicide note is something you should be prepared for.

Therefore, it is best to write while you are still able to move and your brain is still awake, so as not to pick up the pen again when your brain is unclear in the end, and the things you write will look like chicken claws crawling out, and even ghosts will not recognize them.

"Dear Miss Maidong, dear old cat - if you are still alive:

This letter is my farewell to this world. "

Tang Yue muttered in a low voice while writing.

"I don't know who can read this letter, maybe you, the old cat, maybe an alien, maybe an intelligent creature born on Mars many, many years later... The last one should be impossible, this piece of paper should It won't last that long.

Maidong will not see this letter, and none of you should show this letter to her, because there will be nothing good in this suicide note.

First of all, I want to say to the world:

CNM!

Did you hear me?

CNM! NMD!

Don't know what this means? Let me translate it for you: CNM is a string of English abbreviations, the full name is China National Missile, China's national missile program, and NMD is also a string of English abbreviations, the full name is National Missile Defense, the United States National Missile Defense System.

Well, that’s all I have to tell the world.

By the way, if you still have a little bit of fairness, justice and conscience in the world, please bless that girl Maidong to be well and safe. "

Tang Yue paused, then continued writing.

"Next is Old Cat. Where are you, Old Cat? You're not really running away with that stupid Martian stray dog, are you? The problem is that you don't have anything, so how can you satisfy it...

Old cat, no matter you are dead or alive, if you are still alive, when you read this letter, I will definitely be dead.

Let me tell you where to find me - the Eagle spacecraft goes 30 meters to the east. There is a tomb there. I will lie there, but no one will bury me when I die. If you want to bury me, then help bury me. Bar.

Also, the appearance of my death may not be pretty. Please work part-time as a thrift teacher and help me tidy up my appearance. If I am lying in the pit, please turn me over and let me lie flat - because of my butt I always feel uneasy about pointing up. In addition, I hope you can put my middle fingers up, one pointing to the sky and the other to the ground.

This is the last time I ask for your help. "

Tang Yue stopped writing.

He has not finished writing this letter, but he wants to take a rest... Some words are too heavy for this fragile pen to bear.

"From the moment the earth disappears, the meaning of my existence may disappear with it. Everything I do is in vain. One or two people cannot continue the race, let alone rebuild civilization. We can't even record the history of civilization. No, I just repeated my daily routine over and over again, waiting numbly and indifferently for death to come. In Dazai Osamu’s words, this is a human disqualification, and a real human disqualification.”

Tang Yue stood up and left his chair, leaning against the door of the airlock, staring blankly at the paper and pen on the table.

If he had known that this Mars landing mission was so fucked up, he should not have participated in it in the first place, or should not have stayed to complete the final finishing mission. It would have been nice to evaporate together with the Earth and Orion 1, and be gone in a flash, so he would not have to be here. Suffer, suffer this endless torture.

Think about how many days he spent alone on Mars after the Earth disappeared?

For so many days, he struggled against hunger, against hypothermia, against disease, against loneliness, and against an unprecedented desperate situation in human history. Until today, he may have reached his limit.

"Old cat, old cat, this time I may really be able to achieve righteousness." Tang Yue's sleepiness slowly came over him, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his eyes gradually turned black, "I don't know the merits I have accumulated. Is it enough to be crowned as the Great Mars Survival Bodhisattva?"

Suddenly there was nothing behind him. Tang Yue fell back uncontrollably. He was startled and his sleepiness disappeared. The door of the airlock was suddenly opened by someone.

Then he leaned on a furry shoulder. The cold air stung him and made him shiver. A paw reached over and patted Tang Yue's shoulder.

A familiar voice sounded behind him, and one could imagine that the guy was still grinning through gritted teeth and breathing heavily as before.

"Not enough...it's still too early!"