Chapter 115: I seem to be on a fake Mars Loneliness, desolation, and emptiness. yznn This is a vast and desolate world.
Standing at any point here and looking around, wherever you look, you can only see the dark red sky, the red desert with no grass growing, the same bare mountain peaks, and the diffuse To the desolation and loneliness of the whole world.
If you are in an ordinary desert, you may also try to find the wonderful scenery of camel caravans and oasis.
But in this desert, there is no trace of life.
Not even a gerbil, a scorpion or even a thorn can exist at all.
This is a true sea of death, a forbidden area for all known carbon-based life.
The reason is simple.
This is not located anywhere on the earth, but in the Ashidaria Plain in the northern hemisphere of Mars.
A dead planet that may have once had life but has long since disappeared, or that may not have been able to breed life since ancient times.
This is an ancient hard planet with a mottled surface.
The brightly colored landforms were formed relatively recently, while the dimly colored landforms were formed in ancient times.
In ancient times that humans cannot imagine, the landform trauma left by meteorite impacts is still there today.
Found everywhere.
Among them, most of the northern hemisphere of Mars, which was once a vast ocean, is darker in color and the surface morphology is formed more recently.
This is because lava erupted from volcanoes has filled in the original craters, making most places relatively flat.
The southern hemisphere of Mars, which has never been covered by oceans, is brighter in color and has a higher terrain, just like the back of the moon.
The surface is full of craters due to the impact of meteorites from ancient times.
Because the surface soil and rocks of Mars contain a large amount of iron oxide, the entire Mars is a rusty world, as if it had been soaked in blood, cold and dry.
Brilliant red is the only dominant color in this world: red clay-colored hills, red-amber wilderness, red-brown Grand Canyon and red-gray lava slopes.
The red-black Olympus, the highest peak in the solar system, surpasses Everest.
The peak is twice as large as the Canyon Mariner, which was once mistaken by modern astronomers as the Martian Canal.
Of course, it is more of an endless red desert.
The Ashidaria Plain in front of us is a dry delta near the ancient coastline of Mars.
Except for a few standing rock mountains, its terrain is very flat.
This is not only due to the deposition of ancient rivers, but also to the dust storms of hundreds of millions of years.
The result of flushing.
Although the sun imparts light and heat to the Ashidaria plain just like on the earth, the long distance and the thin air that cannot retain heat still make the average temperature of this alien desert even lower.
Even under the scorching sun, it makes people shiver more than the Alaska Peninsula on Earth.
Under normal circumstances, as long as anyone stands on this endless red-brown land, the only thing he can feel is the endless desolation, cold and dryness, and the deep despair caused by the superposition of these three.
However, on the edge of this silent and boring arid and barren world, on this Ashidaria plain, one can still see the few traces of civilization on Mars: the ground habitat cabin left by the American Mars landing expedition. and the only human resident currently on the entire planet Mars: American astronaut Mark Watney.
A botanist and engineer working for NASA, and the first unlucky Martian victim in history.
Not long ago, he became one of the first people to walk on Mars.
Now, he will also become the first person to be buried on Mars.
He originally came here in a spacecraft with five teammates to study the growth of plants under the gravity conditions of Mars.
However, due to a sudden Martian storm, the return spacecraft was in danger of being overturned by the wind.
They were forced to abandon the mission midway and evacuate in an emergency spacecraft.
What's even more terrible is that Mark Watney encountered an accident in the storm again and was mistaken for death by his teammates.
Then he was left alone in this red desert with no grass growing on it.
This place is 240 million kilometers away from the earth and 16 countries.
The astronomical unit has become the cosmic version of Robinson Crusoe.
The most terrifying thing is that the environment of Mars is far harsher than any desert island on Earth.
Not to mention food and housing, even water and breathable air need to be made by the victims themselves.
Fortunately, the habitat module left on Mars can produce oxygen and has a water circulation system installed.
Unfortunately, the remaining food supplies around Mark Watney will not last until the day when the Earth rescue team may arrive.
In other words, if the oxygenator breaks down, he will suffocate to death.
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If the water circulation device breaks down, he will die of thirst.
If the habitat leaks, he'll blow up.
Even if none of this happens, he will starve to death after running out of food.
In addition, he also cut off communication with the earth.
However, even in the face of such a desperate situation, the tenacious Mark Watney is not ready to sit still on Mars.
After getting through the initial period of depression, Mark Watney, who had recovered from his injury, cheered up again and decided to rely on his knowledge of botanists and mechanical engineers, his own wisdom and hands, to build a planet on Mars.
Survive by farming, and have a life-threatening battle with this barren red planet.
Playing house games means that he must use all his imagination, make the best use of all the materials at hand, and transform every inch of spare ground in the habitat into a greenhouse; by separating the excess fuel and burning hydrogen to make water; mix your own and your teammates' feces with Martian soil to grow potatoes However, when Mr.
Mark Watney, who was wearing a spacesuit, holding a small shovel, and struggling to dig into the Martian soil under the dim Martian sun and with a bone-chilling chill, he never thought that at this time, He is actually not the only one on Mars Just behind a rock a few hundred meters away, there were three other Earthlings, quietly watching his every move.
Moreover, they were still three "ordinary" earthlings who didn't wear spacesuits and only wore ordinary spring and autumn casual clothes.
Although this is on Mars where the temperature is minus 30 degrees Celsius, the ultraviolet radiation is strong, and the atmospheric pressure is only one percent equivalent to that of Earth.
"I feel so bored, dear big brother, how long are we going to spy on that guy shoveling dirt?"
Behind a reddish-brown Martian rock, Gretel, a silver-haired girl wearing a blue printed dress and a straw hat, stood on a rugged gravel-filled hillside and complained to Wang Qiu listlessly, "I can't see it.
I have to fall asleep soon.”
"Well, after watching such an inspiring space Robinson Crusoe, don't you have any insights or something?"
After hearing Gretel's complaint, Wang Qiu, who came here with the silver-haired twins, couldn't help but frowned for a moment, "Even though a person is left alone in a foreign country, he still doesn't give up or despair, but works hard." , optimistic” "Please, we have met the original Robinson Crusoe before, even though he died before we met."
The other silver-haired twin sister, Hansel, who was dressed the same as Gretel, interrupted and said, "Remember, we dug a hole and buried his body with our own hands.
I have to say, this guy was really dirty and smelly. she muttered, frowning.
When Wang Qiu heard this, he suddenly became angry: It was so embarrassing to talk about the story world that he had traveled through with people who were also time travellers.
"Moreover, I feel that I am more inspiring than him.
He was just accidentally thrown on Mars.
He still has assets worth billions or even tens of billions of dollars at his disposal.
There are so many good intentions on earth.
People are worried about him and rack their brains.”
Hansel sighed and continued, "As for us, we were abandoned by our parents as soon as we were born, and then sold to the red light district by the orphanage.
It was already miserable enough to be reduced to child prostitutes, but who would have thought that we were actually sold to an underground torture club, and ended up in In the hands of a bunch of cannibalistic sadists, he almost My son was about to be pierced and grilled, or cut alive.
Before we were rescued by you, big brother, no kind-hearted person had ever given us any warmth.
There was only the strong malice of the whole world.
This should prove that we are not crazy yet.
He’s stronger than that astronaut, right?”
Listening to Han Sel's self-pity, Wang Qiu was speechless, while Gretel reached out and patted Han Sel's head angrily, "Sister, those things happened in the past many years."
Now, why are you mentioning it?"
But, next, Grete turned around and continued to complain to Wang Qiu, "But, dear brother, this place is indeed too boring.
The astronaut usually hides in the habitat cabin, We couldn't see it at all.
We occasionally came out to work a few times, and there were no special performances.
Even Mars felt so fake, it didn't feel like we were in space at all.
It was just like standing in a studio. " She curled her lips and kicked her feet a few times on the Martian land, stirring up a patch of fine brick-red dust.
In response, Wang Qiu could only smile bitterly again.
"It seems that we are not originally on Mars in the modern real world." s: I was a bit undecided about the plot line of the new book for a while.
I planned to write a few popular science articles before starting the new book, just like I wrote before about where we should travel through time.
It is currently planned to write about the socio-economic issues in the martial arts world first.
The preliminary outline is as follows, and I would like to refer to readers’ opinions: Chapter 1: Has the world of super-informed waiters and storytellers entered the Internet information age?
Chapter 2: Super-speed heroes who fly around on Pegasus and spaceships Chapter 3: Aren’t magical weapons and elixirs with unlimited shelf life afraid of rust and mold?
Chapter 4: A brief analysis of prices, finance and currency in the martial arts world Chapter 5: What to do with national gangs in the pre-industrial era Chapter 6: The imperial court in the martial arts world is so miserable.
The Eight Tribes of Tianlong and the Western Xia Army easily reach Suzhou.
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Chapter 7: On the similarity between sects and consortiums.
Chapter 8: Public security issues in the martial arts world.
Chapter 9: How to construct a rationalized martial arts world.
This is basically a magical world oshow7: