CHAPTER XLIII
"No, I'm busy, I'll have to grow vegetables later!
After Chen Mulin finished speaking, he directly disconnected from the expert group and did not pay attention to their detector again.
Anyway, it's all live broadcast, just let them watch enough, and if they don't believe it, those experts will be like fools who don't watch the live broadcast without delay, and instead watch the screen of the detector delayed for half an hour.
Chen Mulin refused to be so simple, and the experts could only watch the live broadcast and stare dryly, this was not giving them a chance to discuss at all!
After a moment of silence, Pete, who was still the interim team leader, took the lead in breaking the silence: "Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that we are going to start a new round of plans!"
At first, they just wanted to get in touch with Chen Mulin alone, hoping to seek cooperation so that their country's astronauts could survive on Mars.
For these spacefaring powers, sending astronauts to Mars is not difficult, it is just a matter of money.
But it's not that simple, it's not like going to Mars and it's over, they're still surviving on Mars and returning to Earth alive.
They still need to go through many experiments before landing on Mars, which will take time.
Undoubtedly, this is also very costly.
By cooperating with Chen Mulin, they will be able to shorten the preparation time a lot, minimize the consumption of money, and achieve or even exceed the expected results.
And now it seems that this fantasy is impossible, and they have to find another way.
No matter what those experts were discussing, Chen Mulin didn't know.
Now it's time for him to eat, it's time to sleep, and he wastes the rest of the day.
The next morning, Chen Mulin completed his daily tasks as usual, and then started the live broadcast.
Today's theme is clear, he went straight to the farm to show the sailors the Haikou boasted yesterday.
"Brothers, a new day begins, the weather is not bad today, and I don't bother to remember the first few Martian days, anyway, there are more than a hundred. ”
"Yesterday we talked about the black clay culture liquid, and many brothers didn't believe its effect, so today it will be revealed whether what the anchor said is true or false!"
"Please don't blink, it's time to witness the miracle!"
As Chen Mulin enters the farm, a black piece of dirt appears in the shot.
Chen Mulin's camera has extremely high pixels, and the sailors in the live broadcast room can clearly see that the original layer of yellow sand has now turned into black soil.
Chen Mulin also squatted down and grabbed a handful, allowing the sailors to watch it up close.
"Well, I didn't lie to you, did I?"
[Barrage: Real or fake?]
[Barrage: It can't be that the anchor originally had black dirt and secretly replaced it at night, right?]
[Barrage: Awesome!]
[Barrage: The variety has been confirmed, and there is no doubt about the black soil in the Northeast. 】
[Barrage: This is going to heaven!]
[Barrage: My home is on the Loess Plateau, where is this culture liquid sold?
Regarding the doubts of some sailors, Chen Mulin just smiled slightly and did not explain.
The live broadcast room is in a state of broadcasting, and every time Chen Mulin rests or leaves, he will set up live broadcast screens in several places, and one of the pictures last night was in the farm.
As for whether there is a change of soil, naturally there are people who understand it and will say it, but explaining it yourself sounds more like a cover-up.
At present, we should think about what to plant here, and how to make our life on Mars more comfortable.