Deep Space Fleet

Brother Zhao Zhao blinked: "A hundred years ago, Mr. Qi Yuanshan had calculated the appearance of the Earth Age, and the rest of the conclusions were given by him ..."

"Unfortunately, he did not give a stronger conclusion."

"History of New Civilization has not laid a real theoretical foundation so far. We need more genius to participate in it, and more accurate historical samples ... The Deep Space Foundation on Earth has such a task."

The doubts in Zhang Yuan's heart became even greater.

It is incredible that someone wants to predict the future!

Seeing his expression, Brother Zhao smiled and said nothing.

Silent for a long time, he added: "Do you know what kind of civilization the earth's civilization is in computing?"

"What civilization?"

"A mediocre civilization."

Is earth civilization mediocre?

Zhang Yuan didn't think so, at least for now.

Finally, Zhao Qingfeng throws out another sentence: "Don't disbelieve, pessimistic scientists actually account for a huge majority."

"Brother Zhao, do you also have pessimistic expectations?"

"Yeah ..." Zhao Qingfeng also said, "Your father was also a member of the Scientific Council and made a great contribution to this subject. Unfortunately, he didn't see us today."

"If you want to understand this calculation, you can visit Professor Lin Fangzheng of the Scientific Council. I think he will welcome you ..."

He aroused Zhang Yuan's deep curiosity, Brother Zhao refused to say anything, and he hated his teeth.

This guy is definitely intentional!

In the next few days, I was idle and bored anyway. Zhang Yuan applied to Academician Ding for more work items, including the mathematical design of the new civilized industry.

Before hibernation, do as much as you can, and there are no special rules.

It's always a good thing to keep yourself busy and not think about it.

Soon after, he bit his head and couldn't help the strong curiosity and went to visit the chairman of the Scientific Council, Professor Lin Fangzheng.

This is a kind-looking middle-aged man, with a scholarly style, a bit like Professor Wang Zhong's temperament, and more kind.

"You are already at the sixteenth level, aren't you?"

"Yes, it has just been evaluated." Zhang Yuan nodded, and has done a good job in the recent period of time, coupled with enough ability, his work level soared like a rocket.

Usually graduate students have only ten positions.

"Very good! I read your turbulence thesis ... By the way, do you know anything about the motivation theory of dreams?"

"Motivation theory? I have seen Professor Wang Zhong's thesis."

The two chatted casually, so Zhang Yuan gradually relaxed. Scholars in this category are very easy to discuss. As long as you have the real ability to learn, the two sides are equivalent to standing on the same starting line, and there is no particularly high or low level.

Professor Lin Fangzheng nodded: "... The direction of my research is mainly the history of new civilization, which has a great connection with the theory of motivation. This subject is too complicated, and more talents are urgently needed to perfect this subject.

Zhang Yuan said: "In the future, I can try to learn. After waking up from hibernation, there is a lot of time."

Lin Fangzheng: "That's good, I will send some information to your mailbox. If you are interested, you can check it out ... If you have any good ideas, you can also try to write some related papers and send them to me . "

"The history of earth civilization will bring a qualitative change to this discipline, and we must seize this opportunity."

Zhang Yuan is inexplicably a bit funny, a political discipline disguised as mathematics, it sounds less offensive. Even the rulers of the earth even support this discipline, and they don't understand why these experts have such a great ability.

I bid farewell to Professor Lin, Zhang Yuan returned to his bedroom and sighed slightly.

He read this famous but somewhat mysterious subject with a little hesitation ...

After a day.

He turned red for a while, and put down the information for a while, and his heart seemed to have been persuaded.

Just with some fur, he felt that the knowledge reserve was a little insufficient.

学科 This subject seems to come from the mysterious chaos. It's hard to imagine the amazing talents of the creators of this discipline.

阅读 While reading, the delicate structure made him even want to make a case!

But, unfortunately, this discipline gave birth to an ultimate prophecy: Earth civilization is nothing but a mediocre civilization.

Uh ...

In the next ten months, Zhang Yuan took full advantage of his workaholic characteristics and became extremely busy. He has published several papers, one on the use of curvature flow in industrial design, and the other on topological obstacle theory methods, which have caused a good response.

However, because the total population is relatively small, I always feel powerless.

The entire living environment is undergoing drastic changes, and every day, people enter the state of hibernation.

As soon as I thought about saying goodbye to this era, no matter what I did, it seemed to lose its original meaning.

It feels strange.

Maybe, humans are social animals. If only one person lives in the world, even eternal life would not make much sense.

This day, it is finally Zhang Yuan's turn to hibernate.

"Come, toast you!"

After finishing the last work summary, Academician Ding and Brother Zhao were seeing him off. The other good friends, Li Zhendong and Ye Kaifu, were hibernating, and Zhang Yuan sent them away.

when!

Zhang Zhang just touched the glass with his lips and drank a bit of boiling water.

In order to prepare for hibernation, he hasn't eaten for two days, but just injected a little glucose regularly to maintain the body's function. The belly was empty, but under the action of the drug, there was no sense of hunger.

"Farewell to friends on earth?"

"Farewell."

Zhang Yuan could not say anything extra. He has sent videos one by one with friends on earth, and received many blessings.

Maybe it was because of the injection of hibernation, Zhang Yuan felt his head groggy and had a slight dullness.

This dullness also masked a series of depression and loss before hibernation.

"Go, after a while, we will also go into hibernation." Academician Ding shook his head and sighed in a low voice. "This time, we will always pass. Don't be too sad, our group of people, we must do this Mental preparation ... "

Soon, Zhang Yuan came to the Hibernation Report everywhere.

中 A middle-aged man asked in a low voice, "Do you still have any regrets left behind?"

Zhang Yuan thought for a while, and finally said, "Nothing."

"Your property?"

"Already arranged."

Then he signed his name on the agreement.

With the help of two nurses, Zhang Yuan lay quietly into a rectangular hibernation device. Then, the nurses once again injected a certain amount of medicine on Zhang Yuan.

He said vividly that these hibernation warehouses were like drawers embedded in a large cooling device.

Everyone has less than two cubic meters of space. Just such a little space, they have to sleep in it for hundreds of years.

A kind of drowsiness came from my mind ~ www.readwn.com ~ Although the nerves had been completely paralyzed, the painful feeling of cessation still couldn't stop.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, the failure rate of the hibernation warehouse is less than one millionth."

"If there is no special condition, your hibernation time is 183 years, then you wake up and work for about two years ..."

183, very long, really long.

In the nurse's gentle voice, Zhang Yuan's eyes slowly dimmed.

"I will hibernate in three more months."

"Ah, yeah ..."

These are the last two words heard in the dimness.

Soon after, the hibernation warehouse was closed, and the ultra-low temperature liquid drowned him, solidifying his life.

The world is in a dark state, as if a series of hallucinations appeared at the moment of death.

一切 All the memories in life drifted from my mind, kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, university ... countless wonderful memories. Talk to father, that memo on earth, and the stories that happened on the ship ...

Goodbye, this era.

Time at this moment, from a slow snail to a wild horse.

出生 From birth to death, from failure to success, love and joy, pursuit and struggle, excitement and depression, everything, everything, all condensed into lonely and meaningless singularities ...

Some stories happened.

Some stories are over ...

A lot of stories happened.

A lot of stories are over ...

10 years……

20 years……

30 years……

100 years……

183 years!