Die on Mars

The next morning.

After eating breakfast, completing physical training, and moving the solar panels, Tang Yue continued to squat in the garage and poop.

"I said...as one of the only two human beings left in the universe, I should be considered a special person in human history, right? Does this mean that tomorrow will be the day when great responsibilities will be handed down to people here?" Tang Yue stirred hard. In order to stir the feces and soil mixture in the bucket, stop what you are doing.

"Yes." The old cat sat back to back with him, also pooping.

"What about my big responsibility?" Tang Yue asked.

"Punch the shit." the old cat replied.

Tang Yue was helpless. As one of the only two remaining humans in the universe, he could be regarded as one of the most special people in human history. His significance was probably second only to Lucy, the ape-man on the African continent. This is a serious son of the plane. As such an important figure, shouldn't the next normal development be the important task of saving the world given by God?

The son of the previous plane pulled a suffering nation out of the quagmire and pushed it to grow into one of the greatest countries in human history.

So Tang Yue felt that he should make equal contributions no matter what, and couldn't lose to his predecessors.

But what does it mean to pound shit day after day?

"Isn't pounding shit an important task? Breaking shit is also an important task." The old cat said leisurely, "No matter how awesome the hero is, he still has to live. Look at those stories where the knight killed the prince...ah, the devil married. Princess, they lived a happy sexual life without shame or shame. Although the story ends here, their lives will not end. One day, they will get tired of living without shame and shame, and even the most heroic oaths of each other will be too. Fading, no matter how sharp the sword is, will rust, and even the princess who was once a fish and a duck will become an old lady with chicken skin and gray hair, sitting with her neighbors chatting and playing mahjong."

"What do you want to say?"

"Life is also a heavy burden. The knight did not lose to the devil, but he will lose to life. Snow White did not lose to the queen, but will lose to time." The old cat raised the stick in his hand, "Everyone's life is full of life. It’s about running and jumping towards a lofty ideal, drawing a beautiful arc, and then falling into a cesspool.”

"The meaning of life lies in ideals, but the true face of life is to make shit." The old cat continued, "Because most people in this world actually make shit all their lives."

"You mean, the end of my life is Shi Chuanxiang?"

"What's wrong with Shi Chuanxiang?" Old Mao patted him on the shoulder, "He is a national model worker!"

"Then I'll try to get a Mars model worker, don't fight with me."

"If I don't fight with you, I won't fight with you. All this shit belongs to you."

Tang Yue sighed. According to the translational invariance of matter, Tang Yue is always Tang Yue whether he is on Mars or on Earth. What he wants to do is always the same, including eating, drinking, sleeping, and living. It's always a piecemeal thing, and no one in this world can live life in an earth-shattering way - if there is, it's Batman.

When Heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, deplete his body, and then let him pound shit.

Tang Yue piled the third can of shit into the corner of the garage. These large cans were previously used to contain food, but now they are used to contain the by-products of deep processing of food.

They plan to plant ten tomato plants in the first batch. The first batch of this batch is the test product, because no one can say whether the soil and fertilizer are really useful. If the seeds can germinate successfully, then Tang Yue will plant the remaining plants. The seeds are also planted.

"How much of our excrement is left?" asked the old cat.

Tang Yue took inventory and said, "Half of it has been used up."

The old cat glanced at the fertilizer in the corner, "Currently, this mixed soil is only enough to grow one batch of tomatoes, and the remaining excrement should be enough to grow another batch, but we can't plant all the seeds left by Ophiopogon japonicus... … There’s just not enough poop.”

Tang Yue and Lao Mao stood in the garage. They didn't expect that they would be stumped by a bucket of dung.

"Do you think you can give me some power as a poop-making machine?" the old cat asked, "Can't poop come out?"

"I poop as much as I eat!" Tang Yue angrily said, "I eat so little every day, how can I poop more?"

"This is a special situation, and special situations require special treatment." Old Mao said, "The conditions are difficult, and those who are able work harder. You should eat as little as possible, and then poop as much as possible."

Tang Yue was dumbfounded. This cat has become less and less talkative recently, "Damn it, are you going to let my stomach challenge the law of conservation of mass?"

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"While waiting for the fertilizer to ferment and mature, we can start to pretreat the plant seeds." Ophiopogon japonicus instructed, "The seeds we brought here are all mature seeds that have been selected, but they have been dormant during long-distance transportation. state, so we have to carry out pretreatment to break the dormancy of the seeds."

Tang Yue and Lao Mao took out the vegetable seeds and poured out the tomato seeds from the bottle. They carefully selected ten seeds and numbered them from one to ten.

Tang Yue said this was the Martian vegetable advance team.

In fact, Tang Yue is not the first person to grow vegetables on Mars. In the past dozen Mars landing missions, there have been many similar experiments. The scientific expedition team members have planted peppers, eggplants, and so on at the Kunlun Station. They had planted orchids and even pine trees, but they never thought of relying on these experimental plants for a living, and all the samples were taken away after the mission.

Everyone and the cat are cautious. In their view, these ten dormant little beings are all fellow earthlings. They are all the parents of food and clothing. They are carbon-based organisms made of cells like them. The old cat also thinks that he is a carbon-based organism. , it says that it is made of polymer materials and is also carbon-based, so it looks particularly friendly.

As one of the few earth creatures on Mars, whether they are animals or plants, they are all fellow creatures.

It’s true that when fellow villagers meet fellow villagers, tears well up in their eyes.

"Ophiopogon japonicus, after the tomatoes you planted over there bear fruit, what do you do with them?" Tang Yue suddenly remembered this crop, "Tomatoes can't be stored for too long, right?"

The preservation of tomatoes is also a problem. Tomatoes are a perishable fruit and cannot be stored for too long under normal circumstances. Tang Yue has no experience in handling food. He hopes to preserve the tomatoes he grows as long as possible - because They cannot grow tomatoes for a long time because water resources are limited.

"Me?" Ophiopogon japonicus thought for a while, "I froze them at low temperature first, and then prepared them for pickling."

"Marine? How to marinate?"

Ophiopogon japonicus nodded, "First sterilize it at high temperature, add sugar and then seal and marinate it. It can be stored for more than a year and is more delicious."

Tang Yue turned to look at the old cat.

"Do we have any sugar here?"

"There is sugar, but it's not sweet." The old cat replied, "Do you want it?"

"Candy that isn't sweet?" Tang Yue was stunned, "What kind of candy?"

"Deoxyribose."