Die on Mars

Chapter 258 Day 342 (8) This is my home

The old cat stopped moving.

Tang Yue didn't move either.

One person and one cat just lay on the ground for a long time.

"Old Cat?" Tang Yue turned his head with difficulty to see if the old cat was dead.

"Hehehehehahahaha..." The old cat laughed while lying on the sand, his body trembling with laughter, "Tang Yue, did you always think that I wrote that letter? Did you always think that I did all this? Yao Mozi? Is it a boring scam I designed? To extend your life? "

Tang Yue was stunned for a moment.

"yes."

"What a pity, what a pity, what a shame. Let me tell you Tang Yue, this time... you guessed wrong! Big mistake!" The old cat shook his head, grinned through gritted teeth, and extended his paw forward.

In the darkness it felt the ladder.

"One! Two! Three—! Harder! Get up here!"

Lao Mao tried his best to push Tang Yue up the gangway.

"Hold on! Hold on with all your strength! Hold on with all your strength!" The old cat yelled, "Lift your left foot! Lift your left foot! One, two, three! Step on it - OK! Step on it firmly ! Now lift your right foot! Right foot! Which is the right foot?"

Tang Yue was in a semi-conscious state, unconscious and almost blind. He followed the old cat's instructions and reached out to climb the ladder. The connection between the brain and the limbs became fragile and erratic. Under the instructions given by the brain, the arms could sometimes He could receive it, but sometimes he couldn't. He felt that his nerve cells were as rubbish as the radio in Kunlun Station, and there was serious packet loss during data transmission.

The old cat asked him to use all his strength to feed the milk, but unfortunately Tang Yue didn't have the strength to eat even if he had milk.

"Is it...is it here?"

"Here! Keep going-! One, two, three! Up!"

The old cat gritted his teeth and used all his strength to push Tang Yue up a level. The latter, along with the nearly 100 kilograms of Mingguang Armor, all pressed on the old cat. It had reached its limit.

Logically speaking, the old cat's power was about to run out, but for some reason it was still so powerful, pushing Tang Yue up level after level.

"What is it...is it a spaceship?"

"Yes!" The old cat climbed up one more level, panting heavily. The cooling system in its body was overloaded. "Yes... Do you still remember what I saw when I went out last time? I I thought I had made a mistake, but actually I was not blinded. This is what I saw! It is above our heads now! Suspended in mid-air! Flying very low!"

"How...low?"

"It's less than three stories high!" The old cat climbed on the gangway and rested for a moment. In order to reduce weight, it took off its spacesuit. The fur all over its body was covered with ice crystals. "It's lower than the hovering height of a helicopter." … Damn it, it’s really not a human-made thing. I can’t see the engine, no rotors, no nozzles, no tail flames and no airflow. How on earth is it suspended there? Doesn’t it belong to Newton?”

Tang Yue raised his head with difficulty, his eyes suddenly turned black, he felt dizzy and almost fell down.

Lao Mao supported him from below, pressed his shoulder against Tang Yue's Mingguang Armor, and slowly exerted force.

The next moment there was a crisp "bang" sound, and the old cat suddenly slipped.

Tang Yue and Lao Mao both fell violently. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the latter grabbed the gangway and stopped the falling momentum. Tang Yue also stopped Tang Yue. The two of them seemed to be in a snowstorm. Rock climbers, without safety ropes, can only help each other on the vertical and steep ice falls.

"Hold on—!"

The old cat squeezed out two words through his teeth. He pushed Tang Yue back bit by bit, and Tang Yue grabbed the ladder again.

"How...how are you? Old cat...old cat?"

"Do not bother me."

"I just heard..." Tang Yue turned his head to look down.

"Don't worry about me." The old cat's voice came from the headphones, "Climb up...climb! Keep climbing up!"

Lao Mao said that the spacecraft was suspended less than three stories high, which meant it was less than nine meters high, but Tang Yue subjectively felt that he was climbing the Burj Khalifa.

"I can't do it anymore, old cat..." Tang Yue stopped and leaned on the ladder exhausted. He used all his strength to keep himself standing on the ladder. The Mingguang Armor itself was not suitable for climbing. Tang Yue There was no extra strength left to climb up. His hands and legs were too cold to bend, and it was difficult to even speak, "I really can't do it anymore."

He is dying, and so is the Mingguang Armor. The power and oxygen have bottomed out.

The old cat said nothing.

What answered him was a huge force, which supported Tang Yue's thighs and back. Tang Yue was pushed up. He was surprised where the old cat got such strength, and was about to ask. , the question was stuck in the throat by the roar of the old cat.

"Shut up! Left leg! Firmly step on it!"

Another huge force.

"Right leg!"

"Left leg!"

"Right leg!"

"Left leg!"

Finally Tang Yue's hand touched the hatch and he grabbed the edge of the hatch.

"Old cat...I touched it."

Tang Yue was pleasantly surprised.

The old cat stopped, bent down while holding on to the gangway, and let out a heavy breathing sound with its mouth open, mixed with sharp scratching noises.

"Tang Yue." The old cat said softly, "Best of luck with you."

It roared, and used its last strength to push Tang Yue hard. Tang Yue used its power to climb into the hatch, rolled to the side, and lay on the floor of the spacecraft, panting.

Tang Yue was lying on the floor. His body and limbs seemed to be separated from his brain. Mingguang Armor detected that the external environment was suitable for survival and quickly opened the external circulation. Surprisingly, the air here was completely breathable for humans, and the temperature was comfortable. Twenty-five degrees Celsius.

The circulatory system poured air into the Mingguang Armor's mask. Tang Yue, who was nearly suffocating, finally regained some strength. He struggled to turn over, crawled over bit by bit, and stretched out his hand towards the hatch.

The furry paw was still clinging to the gangway.

"Old cat...I...I'll pull you up...let's walk together...let's go together..."

Tang Yue grabbed the cat's paw and pulled it up.

Tang Yue suddenly froze.

This is a broken arm.

Tang Yue lay weakly and slumped on the floor. Before falling into coma, he saw the dark storm under him gradually turn into brownish red. At this time, Tang Yue realized that he had been rising. After he boarded the spacecraft, the spacecraft was silent. It quickly gained altitude without rest. It flew so smoothly, so quietly, with no noise or vibration, and rose almost at a constant speed, so that Tang Yue didn't realize that he was moving at all.

The air gradually became thinner, the dust storm also became thinner, and the sunlight gradually penetrated the wind and sand, revealing a dim brown-red light.

The spacecraft took him through the storm and atmosphere. Tang Yue half-opened his eyes. Suddenly, bright sunlight fell on his face. Finally he saw the sunlight again. The sun rose from the end of the clouds, as if he was sitting on The train passes through a long tunnel. The moment you exit the tunnel, the sun falls on your face with the shadows of broken leaves in the forest.

Tang Yue looked down. The dark brown dust storm was rolling like a boiling soup pot, getting farther and farther away from him. Soon the ground was no longer a flat surface, but gradually turned into a huge arc. The sand, dust and atmosphere only covered this arc. The shallow gauze above slowly curled up and shrank in Tang Yue's eyes. Finally, Tang Yue saw the distant horizon - the fiery red planet, which was once again completely taken into Tang Yue's eyes.

On the 342nd day of his exile on the alien planet, Tang Yue once again saw it completely.

That beautiful and cruel red planet.

He survives, he loathes, he hates, the planet he escapes from.

Mars!

Tang Yue tried his best to turn over and faced the bright stars.

He held the broken cat paw and the wooden photo frame tightly in his arms, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but his dry throat could no longer make any sound. Tang Yue's lips cracked, and scarlet blood slowly flowed. Entering the mouth, tears overflowed from the eyes and slid down the corners of the eyes.

Tang Yue closed his eyes.

I will die eventually,

On a starry night,

Please bury me.

Don't ask me where I come from,

Thousands of miles away from where we came from,

Don't ask me where I'm going,

The future is endless and the road is vast,

Don't be sad for me, don't cry for me,

One day,

The spring breeze blows,

Bright flowers will bloom on the dead wood,