Die on Mars

Two months later.

"Fellow fellow...fellow fellow!" Tang Yue held the red tomato with tears in his eyes and sniffed, "I finally see you after so many days!"

Tang Yue carefully played with the tomatoes in his hands. They felt cool and soft to the touch. They were indeed an excellent variety carefully selected from Ophiopogon japonicus. The tomatoes were bright in color, had tender skin, and exuded the unique fragrance of fresh fruits and vegetables.

Tang Yue was about to cry.

The fellow villagers burst into tears when they saw the fellow villagers.

“It’s so delicious, fellow!”

Tang Yue took a big mouthful of tomatoes. This was the first time he had eaten fresh fruits and vegetables since he had been living on Mars for such a long time. The sweetness and moisture in his mouth exploded in his mouth. A refreshing and refreshing feeling made people sigh for life. That's the meaning of it.

He could finally get away from the endless compressed cookies.

After eating hard biscuits for so long, his tongue was swollen. Now Tang Yue felt sick and wanted to vomit when he saw the compressed biscuits.

Tang Yue's tomato planting plan finally succeeded. He and Lao Mao used the methane and liquid oxygen in the Eagle spacecraft's fuel tank to produce fresh water for tomato planting. Tang Yue used all the containers available at Kunlun Station, including all kinds of bottles and jars, to hold soil and fertilizer, and planted tomatoes. There were thirty tomatoes in total. Fortunately, they all survived - since the OGS cabinet After the temperature control system was repaired, Kunlun Station has been transformed into a botanical garden that feels like spring all year round.

Of course, this also consumed all Tang Yue's stool.

Tang Yue ate the tomato and licked his fingers with unfinished content. The old cat sat on the chair, holding a tomato in his hand, lowering his head and thinking, not knowing what he was thinking.

It is worth mentioning that Lao Mao's severed hand was also reattached, but the joint and bearing were disconnected, so the damage was not too serious, but now Lao Mao's left arm is obviously a little less flexible.

"What are you thinking about?" Tang Yue picked up the cup. There was a brown paste in the cup, which was the product of crushed biscuits soaked in water. Due to severe oral ulcers, Tang Yue could no longer chew biscuits and could only eat liquid food. Tang Yue comforted himself that it was oatmeal while drinking the biscuit batter.

"I'm thinking about the preservation of tomatoes." The old cat tossed the tomatoes, "Fresh tomatoes can't be stored for too long."

"Then what good idea did you come up with?"

"Judging from the current situation, low-temperature air drying is the most appropriate method. There is a low temperature of more than ten degrees below zero outside Kunlun Station, and there is a lack of oxygen, so the fruits and vegetables will not be oxidized." Lao Mao said, "We can pick them Put the tomatoes in the garage and store them for a long time... Of course, we can also pickle them, which will taste better. Is there any sugar at Kunlun Station?"

"Can white sugar be used? I accidentally found a jar of sugar not long ago. I don't know who left it." Tang Yue asked, "I've finished half of it, and there's still half a jar left."

"We'll see then." The old cat nodded, "Tomatoes pickled in sugar are definitely more delicious than those frozen hard. Have you finished your breakfast?"

Tang Yue was startled and said, "I've finished eating."

"After dinner, it's time to go to work." The old cat pointed to the door.

"It's your uncle, call me early in the morning." Tang Yue snorted angrily, but still put on the Mingguang Armor, buckled on the life support system, moved his limbs and fingers, confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the extravehicular suit, and pressed Press the inflation button on the airlock, then firmly unscrew the hatch.

"I'm out." Tang Yue turned around.

The old cat crossed its legs, sat leisurely on the chair, and waved its paws.

"Good Luck!"

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"I said, Tang Yue, Mr. Cat, regarding the previous matter of recording human history, I think we can start to do it? We don't insist on completing it all, just write it down. If you don't know it or don't know it, Yes, just consult Mr. Cat." Maidong said, "I still want to leave something behind, I don't want to spend the next time in vain."

Tang Yue thought for a while, "I agree, anyway, in the end most of the work will be done by Lao Mao."

"Actually, it doesn't make much difference whether you remember this history or not. In this world, information itself is eternal, starting from the first basic particle born at the beginning of the Big Bang, until the universe enters heat death or Collapse, everything that happens during it, from the merger of galaxies to the tunneling of quantum, there has long been a pair of eyes silently watching." Old Mao said.

"Whose eyes?"

"The universe itself." Old Cat pointed to the top of his head, "The universe is the most faithful observer and recorder. The earth has disappeared now, but if there is an observer standing ten light years away observing the earth, then In his eyes, the earth still exists. If someone were to observe the earth from 4.6 billion light-years away, then in his eyes, the earth would have just been born."

"Light brings information to far and unreachable distances. As long as you stand within the light cone, you can see its birth, its growth, its demise, and its destiny." The old cat said in a low voice. Speaking of a fact that was so grand that it far exceeded human imagination, both Maidong and Tang Yue were shocked.

The girl was silent for a moment, "Then we can do it for ourselves, without asking others to see it... This is the only thing I can do now, and I don't want to waste my time."

"Then what are you going to use to record this information?" Old Cat asked.

"The manuscripts are recorded on the hard disk." Tang Yue came up with an idea, "How about sending them out in the form of electromagnetic waves, encoding them into numbers, and adding a self-interpretation system like Rosetta Stone?"

"But cell waves also decay over distance."

"Didn't you say that the information itself is immortal?" Tang Yue said, "From the moment we had this idea, from the moment we started writing, from the moment we sent the information out, what we recorded The history of the world has been firmly engraved on the huge hard drive of the universe, right?”

The old cat nodded.

"So we don't care about attenuation." Tang Yue sat down next to the old cat and looked at Maidong. "What we want is to record, as a person, with a person's eyes, and from a human perspective. Looking at the earth and human civilization.”

The old cat leaned on the chair and thought for a long time.

Finally, it nodded and spread its hands, "Okay."

On January 6, 2053 AD, the 179th day after the Earth disappeared, the last two humans in the universe began to review and record the history of the Earth and human civilization.

Tang Yue sat at the table, with pen and paper ready, and decided to write a prologue.

Martian sunlight shines through the portholes.

Kunlun Station is very quiet.

The tip of the pen makes a "rustling" sound when it hits the paper.

"When I write these words, I am on a planet 100 million kilometers away from home. The sun here is slightly smaller. It is another sunny day, but as the seasons change, the tidal movement of the atmosphere will again A strong wind blew.

I am probably one of the few people in human history who can completely transcend region, nation, country, and even race to view humanity itself. In the words of a certain cat, I am a watcher.

I am different from the astronauts on the ISS. In their eyes, the earth is a huge blue home. I am different from the astronauts on the Apollo. In their eyes, the earth is a fragile and beautiful marble. When I stand in the wilderness, To me, the earth is just a small luminous dot. For the first time, I was shocked by the vastness of the universe, because in my eyes there are thousands of similarly luminous dots like the earth.

I am the last human being in the universe.

This probably gives me some kind of power equivalent to God. I can completely conclude certain people and certain things, and there will be no chance of overturning the verdict from now on.

I hope I can be objective and fair, at least in my mind. After all, there is no measuring stick on this uninhabited planet.

To the universe, objective justice may not matter, but to humans, objective justice is a kind of morality, which is as great as the starry sky.

It only takes a moment for a person to understand history.

It takes a thousand years for history to recognize a person. "