geneticist

Dead old guy. "

Sucher closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Yes, here are some old and frail old guys.

The federation spanning several galaxies has an incomparably large population. It is precisely because of abundant human resources that the federation has flourished today.But the growing number of older people is also a headache for the federal government.

Due to the development of the federal society, many young people have abandoned the seemingly cumbersome and backward lifestyle of the family.They change from one planet to another, work, fall in love, and live freely, but they never stop their steps.

They don't get married, and they don't have the idea of ​​finding someone to form a family to stabilize. They don't even plan to raise children by themselves. Instead, they submit their genes to the federal gene bank, and let the matching system of the federal gene bank match and cultivate them. own offspring.

Of course, in the federal law, those who have not fulfilled their support obligations are no longer the parents of these children, but only the gene providers.

Therefore, this also means that when these people are old, they cannot find someone who is legally required to support them.

Ground-level nursing homes with comfortable conditions and a good environment are of course the first choice for these people, but not everyone can afford the high cost, and building a nursing home will consume a lot of social resources, and the Federation does not support it.Therefore, the issue of pensions has always been a hidden danger in the huge body of the Federation, and it is unknown when it will explode.

Until one day, some guy hit his head and came up with the genius and absurd idea of ​​a space nursing home.

Those elderly who cannot afford the high fees of ground-level nursing homes can apply to live in the "elderly ship" provided by the federal government, and the government provides them with free food, medicine and medical care.

These old people's boats are moving slowly and directional within the jurisdiction of the entire Federation according to the prescribed route, and no one will disturb them.

"Those old people who have no care, those who are cruelly abandoned by their children, and those who are rejected by society will regain their dignity in the old man's ship." Some media boasted.

To regain dignity?

Maybe, after all, there are all old people here, and they don't dislike each other's oldness and stupidity, because they are the same.

After voluntarily leaving the mainstream society, no one will reprimand them impatiently, and no one will complain about their drag. These old people have indeed regained their dignity—the dignity of quietly waiting for death.

Zola, where Sucher lives, is a relatively remote town, and most of the people around him still retain the family way of life, so the old people he knows, whether it is his grandfather or the old man he met in the lower city, all live with their relatives together.

So even though he knew about the Old Man's Ship, in Sucher's understanding, it was quite far away from him.

When he actually came to this place and saw everything in front of him, he was still deeply shocked.

The Golden Lion Hunting Group also used an Old Man's Ship.Although the size of the hunting group filled in the registration information was more than [-] people, it included all the old people on the ship.In fact, there are less than twenty real members of the hunting group.

Most of these are Arslan's seniors, retired teachers and soldiers.

"Don't be angry with that child." The one-eyed old blender pushed his presbyopic glasses, went to the light source to check a broken gene button, and tried to repair it, "Although we old guys look a little useless, but There are still many advantages.”

The gene dish of the old blender is an elegant pendant with a beautiful blue gemstone inlaid on it. He tried to insert the energy chip into the gene dish, but his right hand was broken by an elbow, and the manipulator was obviously not flexible enough. , The small chip pinched between the metal fingers has not been inserted for a long time.

Sucher looked anxiously from the side, and couldn't help leaning over awkwardly, took the chip and pendant-shaped genetic dish from the old blender, easily inserted it in, and handed it back to the old man.

He carefully avoided touching the old man's scary-looking metal mechanical arm, then stepped back and sat down.

The old blender pouted and laughed.

"Although we are old, we have a wealth of experience." He activated the gene plate, and while repairing the damaged gene button, he taught Sucher a lesson, "It's also because we are old that we can't do many things, so I'll give you some practice." There are many opportunities."

"Boy, you can learn a lot here."

He narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Your companion has thoughtful plans for you, he is a good boy."

Sucher lowered his head and watched the old blender's movements intently.

After a long time, he suddenly said: "You should be the youngest in the regiment, right?"

The old blender thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Before you came, yes, I was only 63 years old."

Sucher closed his mouth again, and continued to watch him repair the gene button without saying a word.

63 years old is already the youngest.

Hunting creatures is still somewhat dangerous. Can these old people in their seventies and eighties, with deaf ears and eyesight, really still be able to fight?

Out of politeness, Sucher didn't say it out loud, but he still couldn't help muttering in his heart.He came to the hunting group to increase his knowledge, but what kind of creatures can this grandfather hunting group hunt?

Docile rabbit?But they can't even run a rabbit now.

The old blender glanced at Su Che who had been silent all this time, sighed softly in his heart, and said to him gently: "Go and call other people out for dinner, those old things are not very good, they can't always hear System prompt."

Sucher stood up obediently, and went out absent-mindedly.

Before his death, Su Che's grandfather had always been in good health. He always had a cheerful and rosy face, and he seemed to be growing vigorously. On the contrary, Su Che was often sick and weak when he was a child, so he was always cared for by his grandfather.

So he doesn't have much experience in caring for the elderly.

What's this guy's name?

Sucher stood in front of the cabin door, trying hard to remember while pounding on the door.

"What are you doing!" The door was slammed open, and the skinny old man shouted angrily at Sucher, "Be careful, kid, can't you ring the doorbell? If you break my door, you won't be spared."

Suche curled his lips secretly. Last time he rang the doorbell for half an hour but no one answered the door, which made him think that the other party had already gone to eat.As a result, the old man who hadn’t waited for someone to call him to eat went to his room angrily and scolded him, and was savagely blocked back when he defended himself aggrievedly: “The doorbell is like a mosquito humming, who can hear it! "

"Well, um, it's time to eat." Really unable to remember the other party's name, Sucher had no choice but to bite the bullet and vaguely pass.

"Wait a minute, don't you see that I'm busy, you blind thing!" The old man slammed the door shut.

Sucher: "..."

second.

"Manufacturer? What kind of peddler?" The old man was fat and kind, but he was too deaf. "Is my genetic armor repaired? Okay, thank you for your hard work, little baby, I'll get it later."

Suche wiped off his sweat, and yelled at the old man word by word: "No-yes-ji-yin-armor, yes-eat-eat-eat-eat! It's time for dinner, sir!"

"Eat? What about my genetic armor?" It took a long time to react, the old man picked out his ears and looked at Su Che innocently.

Su Che dragged the old man out speechlessly: "Don't worry about your genetic armor, it hasn't been repaired yet, let's go eat first."

the third.

"Didn't you just eat it?" The old man complained slowly, "No appetite!"

Sucher looked at the time: 11:30 in the morning, that's right, lunch time has just started.

"Did you remember correctly? I ate breakfast before, and this is lunch. Come on, follow me to the restaurant. Today I have fried lamb chops, which are very delicious."

"You just want to kill me!" The old man shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, no!"

Suche wiped off his sweat and was also angry: "Don't pull it down."

After notifying everyone one by one, Sucher only felt smoke coming from his throat, as if he had just finished a long battle.Back at the restaurant, I happened to see the old man who kept shouting that he had no appetite, and then simply said "You just want to kill me, right!" While picking up lamb chops on the plate, he said to the old man next to him: "That new kid is so bad, he deliberately didn't ask me to eat, and I knew he wanted to starve me to death!"

Sucher: "..."

What to do, even if he is a scum with a negative force value, even if the other party is an old man who needs a lot of consideration, but he really, really wants to hit someone!

The Old Man's Ship ([-])

The spaceship that Sucher is currently in is the most valuable possession of the Golden Lion Hunting Group at present - a civilian transport ship specially built by the federal government for the "Old Man's Ship" project.

The Federation owns hundreds of ships for the elderly, and they carry the elderly who have nowhere to go, sailing slowly in the icy universe, like drifting graves.

These spaceships have no names, they symbolize aging, weakness and helplessness, which are discarded by human beings, no one is willing to name such negative things, and no one is willing to take the time to remember them, in order to facilitate management, On federal records, these spaceships have an icy serial number.

The spaceship where the Golden Lion Hunting Group is located may be considered to be in relatively good condition. After all, these twenty or so retired teachers are still quite energetic compared to those old people who are waiting to die with their eyes closed.

Although the Federation, which thinks it has a high degree of humanism, ignores the existence of these old people