This Game Is Too Realistic

This will be an expedition spanning two hundred years of time and space, and the opponents are the dead souls like them.

With time stuck at this moment, they are destined not to see the outcome of this expedition, and no one will even remember the choices they made at the last second.

But even so, this expedition is not meaningless.

As Dr. Wu said, they can't change what has already happened.

But they can still decide what future generations who uncover the coffin panels will see and discover in this dark, cold box.

That will determine what kind of future they will go to.

This is the meaning.

Facing their destined death, they made a completely different choice from the Gemini——

And what they choose to leave behind is hope.

As for the future after that.

Someone will see it for them.

…

Zhao Tianhe is a professional military officer who has neither the gift of speech nor the eloquence to persuade.

He thought it would take him some time to convince his comrades to accept the facts and face death, but it turned out that he had underestimated them.

When they learned that they were dead or not far away, their reaction was unusually calm. They were not even as excited as when they learned that the Gemini was sunk by their own side.

"It took me a long time to figure it out, so it turned out to be like this."

"Haha... I didn't expect that I was already dead."

"But I didn't expect that the Gemini had already opened fire on us before we opened fire."

"What do you mean, this may be retribution, haha."

"There is no retribution that comes first...but I really don't feel any guilt anymore. I'm just glad that we did die together."

The bar on the lower deck is crowded with people who come here to have a last drink.

According to Dr. Wu, no matter how much they drink, even if they drink to death here, everything will return to the way it was when time and space are reset, and only the last memory will remain.

"I still can't accept it..."

Xiao Yong stood at the door of the bar with his arms folded, looking at the people toasting and shaking their heads incomprehensibly. However, a colleague on the side hooked his shoulders, smiled and patted his arm.

"Be open-minded, man, do you still want to bring regrets to

Xiao Yong looked at him incomprehensibly, and what was even more incomprehensible was the open-mindedness on his face.

"I have no regrets about my death...but I wonder why we don't upload our minds?"

The colleague shrugged.

"It's too late. Didn't you listen to the people in the fifth department? People who can't hear the explosion are already dead, such as you and me."

Xiao Yong still had an unacceptable expression on his face and tried to argue.

"Aren't there still 227 people left? These people are enough."

Just at this time, Wu Xinghuan, who was drunk, walked over from the bar.

He was holding a bottle of whiskey in his hand, shaking it just as before.

But the difference from last time was that he was no longer decadent and depressed at this moment.

He discovered new physics.

And witnessed its existence with my own eyes.

From this point of view, he might be even luckier than the respected "Professor".

He has no regrets anymore.

"Maybe, we don't even have to do it ourselves. Didn't that child say that? The 'celestial beings' 200 years later have used some kind of technology to make copies of us...even your good brother Luo One, hunt down our children on this starship, including you, and you...even me, who is useless."

When he said this, Wu Xinghuan grinned and took a sip of the spicy yet sweet wine.

"Then the question is...are we really going to become another group of celestial beings?"

"In other words, when they have already done a good job, are you really confident that you can do better on their behalf? As an antique from 200 years ago."

Looking at the guy with a playful smile, Xiao Yong was stunned. He lowered his head and thought for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! Interesting!"

Although I still can't accept the thought that the universe will be filled with kid guys driving around in spaceships and wearing all kinds of random prosthetics on their bodies, it might not be a good thing to think about it from another perspective.

The children of the future will be more courageous and adventurous than them, more confident and enterprising than them, and have the ability to stand alone.

They need three thousand people and ten departments to face the challenge, and the children of the future will only need two people.

If you think about it this way, there seems to be no need for them to hang around.

Just like before, Xiao Yong snatched the wine bottle from Wu Xinghuan's hand and took a sip despite Wu Xinghuan's protest.

The difference was that this time he wiped his mouth happily and stuffed the empty bottle back into Dr. Wu's chest.

"Let's go! Have a drink!"

He smiled, hooked the gentle guy's shoulder, and patted his arm hard.

"Never stop until you get drunk!"

The bar is still well stocked.

As long as they want, they can even drink here for a year, and wait until they have had enough time to sober up before leaving.

However, they did not do this.

The child from the future...the child of all of them was lying on the treatment bed.

While they were drinking to their heart's content, the child might be suffering from darkness and helplessness.

Infirmary.

Lin Youyou, who was standing next to the intensive care unit, was staring intently at the girl from 200 years later lying on the bed.

Although she wanted to have a few words with her, it seemed like she wouldn't wake up.

"Are we... going to be like her?" the young nurse on the side whispered.

When I thought about dying soon, there was a bit of regret and hesitation on that beautiful face.

Lin Youyou didn't speak. The medical director on the side nodded and said with a complicated expression.

"It should be so... But fortunately, it happened in a split second. If you didn't hear the explosion, it might have ended without feeling any pain."

"Then I'm relieved..." The little girl who loves beauty suddenly smiled and said jokingly, "At least I can't see my disfigurement."

"Death..." The doctor on duty next to him sighed and pressed his index finger between his eyebrows. "By the way, they all have work to do in the Ten Departments... isn't there anything we can do?"

Everyone exchanged glances with each other, and Lin Youyou, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

"There should be some..."

Seeing everyone looking at her, Lin Youyou closed her eyes and thought for a while, then continued to speak.

"Is there any way to extend the shelf life of hemostatic gel to 200 years later?"

All the doctors looked at each other, and finally an older doctor raised his hand.

"I heard that freezing can be done...but you need to be extremely careful when thawing to prevent crystal precipitation."

This is quite unpopular knowledge.

After all, most of the inventory will be disposed of and replaced with new ones before half of its shelf life.

He also learned about this knowledge point because he happened to study related topics when he was studying for his doctorate.

Lin Youyou's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on her face.

"Is it frozen? Is there a more specific method for thawing?"

The slightly older doctor said cautiously.

"I can teach you how to operate it. It shouldn't be difficult for you, but the problem is that even if you remember it, it won't mean much, right?"

"How could it be? As long as there is a way. I will record the operation process...before I swallow the last bite."

As he spoke, Lin Youyou looked at the unconscious girl lying on the treatment bed.

She lovingly reached out her hand and gently stroked the few remaining strands of hair on her forehead.

That should be a beautiful face.

Even though her smooth skin had rotted away, she could still see through the pure soul buried beneath the radioactive dust.

"...You will survive."

"Your partner is a brave boy...and his bravery is not inferior to any of us."

"I believe he can cure you with the method I left behind."

…

The final dinner lasted for three days, and the rehearsals after that lasted for nearly half a month.

During this non-existent time, everyone knew exactly what they wanted to do.

No matter who died.

Still alive.

Finally, at the moment of farewell, all crew members returned to their respective positions in tacit understanding.

That's where they were when they entered the hyperspace lanes, and that's where they were when the neutron bomb went off.

In addition to the three space combat team warriors.

There was one last thing they had to do before returning to their positions.

That is to return to the scene of the accident, put the dormant capsule that does not exist in this time and space back into the landing craft, and re-cover the overturned "box".

Two soldiers wearing power armor carried the coffin-like sleeping capsule through the isolation zone.

Looking at the spaceship lying in the gym, Xiao Yong said with a grin.

"It's really strange to say..."

Luo Yi asked.

"What's weird?"

Xiao Yong replied with a smile.

"We are all dead, but we can still perform missions with the 'living people.'"

"Are you talking about the living person, me, or the child 200 years from now?"

"All of them."

Looking at his teammates walking in front, Luo Yi thought for a while and gave an ambiguous answer.

"It was indeed a bizarre experience, but I think since it happened, there must be a reason for it to happen."

He is not a physicist and it is difficult to give a reasonable explanation from physics.

Be sure to say why.

Maybe it's because they all believe it.

When faced with a desperate situation, they all planted the seeds of hope.

This in itself is not something difficult to explain.

The two men carried the sleeping capsule into the room and put it back into the twisted landing craft.

Then, they closed the hatch, left the room, and removed the isolation tape outside the room...as if they had never been there.

After handing back the equipment in the duty room, Xiao Yong took a deep breath, exchanged a military salute with Sergeant Luo Yi, and then strode out of the door.

From the moment he returns to his room and closes the door, everything returns to square one.

The stagnant time will continue to move forward.

Their bodies will rot in the radioactive dust, and their souls will go to the battlefield 200 years later.

It would be ghost versus ghost.

Borrowed from living hands.

Regardless of the final victory or defeat, they will not let their children face the ghosts from the past alone.

They will fight side by side.

On the bridge of the Orion guided missile cruiser, Zhao Tianhe, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, straightened the officer's hat on his head, and then turned his gaze to the deep galaxy ahead.

"I suddenly discovered...the stars outside seemed to have stopped a long time ago."

Although the stars seen in the universe do not twinkle as frequently as they do in the atmosphere, they are not completely still, and they also alternate between red and blue light.

Especially when their relative distance changes.

Also looking at the brilliant galaxy, Wu Mengke smiled softly.

"Actually, I discovered it before, but later I realized that it wasn't that they were still, but that we were stopped..."

Zhao Tianhe smiled and said with narrowed eyes.

"It seems that there are still many things hidden in this universe that we don't know..."

Vaguely, his eyes seemed to see the frozen galaxy flicker again.

And it's different from before.

It was a brilliant light that he had never seen before.

"It seems the time is almost up."

"Colonel."

Hearing the voice coming from the side, he turned his face slightly and looked away from the twinkling stars.

I saw that my old friend who had worked with him for many years was placing his raised right hand on the edge of the hat.

Her expression was more solemn than ever.

"Thanks……"

"It has been an honor to work with you."

Looking at Wu Mengke with a solemn expression and the people standing with her, Zhao Tianhe showed a happy smile on his face and raised his hand to return a military salute.

"It's me who should be honored. Being able to work with you is the greatest honor in my life."

"Thank you for your sincere cooperation over the years."

"We'll see you in the cemetery."

…

Suddenly, a shining light that no one could see bloomed in the silent universe.

The moment the Orion missile cruiser left the hyperspace channel, the raging neutron plume penetrated the indestructible armor, and then the sound waves of the explosion spread through every cabin along the shattered steel.

Same as Dr. Wu said.

It happened in an instant, so fast that there was no time to react. More than 2,700 of the 3,000 crew members were killed, and only 227 survived.

Even the 227 people who survived were all severely injured.

The high-energy neutron rays destroyed the cellular structure of various organs and tissues in their bodies, as well as the macromolecule proteins floating between cells. Fortunately, the bionic prosthetics in their bodies were only affected by the electromagnetic pulse, and they were destroyed. Briefly pulled back from the hell gate.

However, the crisis is not over.

The exploding neutron bomb not only killed the crew of the Orion, but also severely damaged the Orion itself.

Without rescue, they had no chance of survival or self-rescue.

Death is only a matter of time!

At the same time, the intelligent program mounted on the landing craft began to work.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the Orion guided missile cruiser, the landing craft's shipboard AI followed the preset program and ruthlessly launched electronic warfare to compete for control of the Orion.

Under normal circumstances, Shibu's information security engineers and artificial intelligence experts would never let it succeed.

However, the number of surviving engineers in the entire ten units can now be counted on one hand. It is almost impossible to have the slightest chance of winning in the face of a well-prepared electronic warfare invasion.

The smart virus from the Gemini will break through the Orion's firewall without any suspense, and by the time the survivors on the Orion come to their senses, it will be too late.

The intelligent program carrying the will of the entire crew of the Gemini missile cruiser will take over the entire starship, use the latter's shipboard server to "resurrection", and then continue to execute the plan called "The Final Battle".

The entire plan can be said to be flawless.

Even five light-years away, the bullet had already hit the target!

However, the fire of civilization has not been extinguished, but has bloomed with unprecedented brilliance.

In the power room on the lower deck, the engineer who collapsed on the ground rubbed his elbows on the ground and crawled forward with difficulty.

Blood seeped out from his mouth and nose uncontrollably, mixed with sticky blood clots and dripped on the alloy floor, leaving a shocking drag mark on the clothes on his chest.

His legs have become disabled, and all he can move is his two prosthetic arms.

But even so, he still endured the burning pain all over his body and climbed into the operation room of the power room.

The starship's fusion reactor was just a wall away from him, and the power source was right in front of him.

Like a ghost crawling out of the abyss, covered in blood, he used all his strength to lift up half of his body, stretched out his trembling right hand, put the bloody key into the keyhole, twisted it hard, and opened the safe. Protective cover on the gate.

The guy who designed the aerospace starship operating safety manual probably didn't know that the 27th rule he wrote after repeated consideration back then has accidentally saved the lives of everyone on earth.

According to Article 27, before entering the hyperspace channel, at least two power engineers must be retained in the reactor to confirm the operation of the core and report to the Ministry of Health at any time.

And he is the one who survived, and he is also one of the 227 survivors!

The trigger is already in his hand, and he will fire the first shot of this desperate counterattack!

"Do you want my spaceship?"

He grinned, coughed out a mouthful of blood, and then used all his strength to press down the handle of the knife in his hand.

With a soft "buzz" sound, the reactor that was originally running stably went out in an instant, and the entire power room quickly flashed with overwhelming red alarms.

Reactor shutdown.

The entire starship's power supply facilities quickly switched to backup circuits and entered energy-saving mode.

In energy-saving mode, the shipboard servers that provide information services are the first facilities to be shut down. Soon, only wired intercoms will be available on the entire starship.

The guys on board the Gemini probably never imagined that their old friend could still use the trick of unplugging the power supply. No matter how good a hacker is, they would not be able to hack into a server that is powered off.

The engineer who finished this breathed a sigh of relief.

And as the tense nerves finally relaxed, his consciousness, which was barely able to stay awake, gradually began to blur.

But it doesn’t matter.

His mission was accomplished.

The next step depends on the remaining 226 brothers and the comrades 200 years later——

They made an appointment.

As the gravity device lost power anyway, he felt his body float up from the floor, and floated to the corner of the room along with the work tablet and office chair that floated up together.

Looking at the key floating away from his fingertips, an unyielding smile appeared on the bleeding face.

"want to……"

"Then...get it...from my body!"

I have a stomachache and I can’t finish the second half of it. I’ll post it tomorrow==