My Little Pony: My Little Pony The Martian

Mission Log – Solar Day 110

Forty-nine packs left.

Without the rationing system, this food would last one person for sixteen days, with one portion left to spare.

On three-quarter rationing, this was enough food to last three people for seven days.

This is our emergency food for the ponies.

Now these forty-nine pieces of food have been locked separately in a certain locker. Only their supplies are stored inside, and they are not allowed to be taken without permission. These food packages form the emergency food reserve system of Berry, Starlight and Spitfire. In addition, Fireball's six remaining food packages were stored nearby, which were the only remaining supplies taken from their spaceship. (Of course, only fireballs can eat these special food packets, because although their main ingredients are ordinary food, they are dotted with a large number of gem fragments, which are extremely bright and sharp and can easily destroy the intestines of non-dragon creatures.)

Yes, I know they could probably eat meat if necessary, but they probably wouldn't have to. (And I can still recall the clicking sound in Spitfire's mouth. It was so damn creepy. Fortunately, there were no magic pig aliens among their spaceship crew; you have to know the pigs on Earth. Creatures will also cannibalize themselves under certain conditions, so I will never have a good night's sleep again.)

Cutting hay is effortless. The magic laser beam emitted from the starlight angle can be bent into a right angle because... Fuck the laws of physics, we have a magic unicorn here, so what else do we need a bicycle? After only walking 40 meters, the alfalfa harvest was completed, and the craftsmanship was second to none. In fact, when cutting, the flowers and leaves fall down wherever the light beam hits, leaving rows of completely uniform stems that even make people feel a little scared.

The really time-consuming and labor-intensive part of this harvest is actually the process of dragging the grain and grass from the cave back to the living area. As expected, the previous method of transporting all the alfalfa produced in an entire land at a speed of 25 kilograms back and forth was not much faster. We currently only have two containers, each holding twenty-five kilograms of hay, so we will fill them first, go through the pony's airlock, walk to the rover, then enter the rover's airlock, and put the containers Loading and unloading into the cargo bay, exiting the rover airlock, walking back to the cave, entering the pony airlock, and the cycle continues.

By operating in this way, we successfully loaded three-quarters of the harvested crops onto the rover before today's EVA period ends and returns to the residential area. We will dispose of the remaining crops after completing the loading and unloading of the rover's cargo tomorrow. . In the next round of harvesting, we will be more familiar with the specific operating procedures. Based on the experience gained this time, we should be able to end the battle within one day.

Since we had a potato feast yesterday, today naturally became an alfalfa feast. I even took a small plate of freshly picked fruits (actually not particularly fresh). The containers used for transportation are indeed airtight, but they cannot be kept warm, so the alfalfa is equivalent to being quickly frozen on the way to the rover; but judging from the current situation, it does not seem to have any adverse effects. The ponies believed that the quality of the alfalfa grown in the cave was much better than the crops produced on the farms in the residential area, but they still felt that the food in front of them was very bland and tasteless compared to the homemade dishes in their hometown.

In addition, they also want to be able to cook the food in front of them. Starlight even mentions one of their common words that always makes me gasp: hay burgers. They all knew what a hamburger was on Earth (and at least two of them would claim they knew the guy), so Starlight deliberately came up with the combination. Apparently this kind of food does exist in their country, and trying to figure out its origins makes me wonder.

But it's clear that this is just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to hay's uses as food. There's also fried hay (who came up with this? Can you do it?), hay bacon (unforgivable), and hay anchovy pizza (they probably made this one up as a joke).

Anyway, I just added some salad dressing to taste it, and now I decided to add less. It actually doesn't taste that bad. I hope I can eventually get used to living with alfalfa and potatoes as my staple food.

ESA: To the Dragonfly. The message begins. quotation marks. Long time no see, my life-threatening colleague. Finally ran into trouble that no matter how hard you flew, you couldn't get rid of it? Don't forget, as long as the Death Horse hasn't won all the chips, you still have a chance to make a comeback. If I could, I would fly over right now to repay the kindness you showed me a few years ago. Never give up and try your best to solve the problem and we will do our best to come to the rescue as soon as possible. ——Gryphon Gordon. quotation marks. complete.

AMICITAS: Message received, completed.

ESA: PS: Just like he said, get back to work. I don't want to be without you as a flight engineer. ——Cocoon cocoon. Communication ends.

Interview Transcript #4

What's your name? "Flying fire."

What's your job on your ship? "Junior pilot, medic."

Why did you first get involved in spaceflight? "I lead the 'Amazing Lightning' flight team. I am responsible for receiving the astronauts who have completed the mission. I have been trained to become an astronaut and have never been in the sky. The crew members of the Lightning Engine need to have Pegasus. And I’m the best candidate.”

Who is waiting for you there? "My parents, the flight team, and Princess 'nAAYYfollII'."

What is your impression of humans? "Very brave. Very capable. But lacks 'discipline'."

Do you look forward to visiting Earth after you are rescued? "I want to see the flying machines and cars like those on TV. But I really want to go home."

What will you do when you finally get home? "Train. Stay healthy. Then get back to flying again."

What's your favorite disco song? "Celebration".

If you could get one small item from your world (other than a spaceship), what would it be? "I want to fly. I was born to fly. I need enough air to fly, and magic. Sorry, this doesn't seem to be a small thing."

Do you have anything to say to people on Earth? "Thank you for building a base on the planet we crashed on. You saved our lives. We won't forget it."

Mission Log – Solar Day 110 (2)

Theoretically, it is already solar day 111, because as I write this, the clock is showing : in the morning, and the toilet of the habitation module has welcomed its first time in recent months. customer. You must know that I was forced to take this decision now; a large amount of gas produced by fermentation in the intestines accumulated, and the pain made it impossible for me to sleep. Apparently my intestinal system has absolutely no digestive interest in alfalfa stalks.

I understand, you future historians, NASA engineers, and anyone else reading this, feel free to laugh. You will no doubt be amused by the image of me sitting on this $1.5 million throne, with my pants down to my ankles and a computer on my lap, having to endure violent intestinal protests.

Let me tell you, I don't give a damn. I'm just feeling uncomfortable right now and want someone to complain to, but I don't want to wake the ponies.

Well, I ended up waking one up. Tingting just handed me (hoof?) a piece of recycled sanitary wipes that was still clean after cleaning. I promise I will always remember this favor and make a note in my will for her. By the way, can this diary be regarded as a legal codicil to the will?