March 2075 AD. Mars temporary transit base, conference room of the headquarters building of the scientific research organization. Eighteen old men in white coats sat around a large conference table. On the first seat is an old man with curly brown hair. He folded his hands, propped himself on the table, looked around at the old men present, and said in a deep voice: "Now, there are two paths in front of us: first, send a group of scientists to the earth to conduct a detailed investigation of the sargassum sea wormhole; Second, we hope that our current technology will be further advanced and we will migrate to Kepler 453b. "No one answered. After a long time, the brown curly frowned, drank, the beard on his mouth shook violently, and his eyes emitted a sharp light: "They are all people who crawled out of hell, and they don't even have the courage to make a decision?!! Everyone sighed for a while, but no one explained what they planned to do. Just then, there was a commotion outside the conference room. "Mr. Martin, you can't go in, Earl Hawke is ......" The bodyguard at the door blocked him, but the door was pushed open anyway. There wasn't just one person coming in. At the head of it came a young man with blond hair and blue eyes. He frowned slightly, the corners of his eyes narrowing slightly with nervousness. Entering the conference room, he didn't squint, stared straight at the old man with brown curly hair on the main seat, and said firmly: "Lord Earl, the wormhole investigation you said, I'll go!" Behind the young man, a large number of reporters set up cameras and cameras to record the moment frantically. However, no one spoke. The old man with brown curly hair, that is, the Earl of Hawke, took a deep breath, slowly leaned back in his chair, looked up and squinted at the energetic child in front of him, and said calmly, "Why? The young man seemed to have expected Hawke's question, and with a smile on his face that he was bound to win, he raised his head proudly, "My father, James Martin!" Earl Hawke stared at the young man calmly and was silent for a long time. Just when everyone thought that he would deny this courageous child, he smiled slightly, raised his hand and shrugged his shoulders, and raised his eyebrows at the young man: "That's okay!" The world is a battlefield for you young people, and we old monsters have retreated into the background...... However, wormhole exploration is not that easy. With that, he stood up, walked over to the young man with a smile, and whispered, "I expect you to hand me a satisfactory report, Martin!" With that, he walked past the reporter and left the conference room. Martin turned his head to look in the direction where Count Hawke left, and secretly gritted his teeth: I will let you see, the people of Martin's family will definitely not be as incompetent as you but always boastful!

In September 2075, Tenstey Martin and nine researchers from his research laboratory began his 40-year life of observing wormholes from the Martian transit station aboard the light-speed spacecraft Eos-3. In October 2115, Martin returned to his hometown with forty years of observations, and returned to the Martian temporary transit base with him, in addition to six of the nine researchers, including a businessman from country Y, Zhao Decheng. After Martin returned to Mars, he reported the details of the expedition to Earl Hawke, the supreme indicator of wormhole research. After the report, he pointed out: "According to the topography of the Sargasso Sea area, I speculate that the formation of the Sargasso Sea wormhole is due to the abnormal change of the earth's terrestrial magnetic field and the oceanic magnetic field, the earth's terrestrial magnetic field is roughly moving clockwise with a positive magnetic field, and the ocean magnetic field is roughly moving counterclockwise with a negative magnetic field. "What about stability?" The Earl of Hawke was concerned about this issue. "The number we collected is still in the process of being sorted out, and we haven't been able to have an accurate number of the stability of the wormhole." Martin paused for a moment, then continued, "Known numbers show that the sargasso sea wormhole is maintained by burning the earth. At present, according to Hawking's prediction, the normal lifespan of the earth is about 500 years. The sargasso sea wormhole consumes 5.79 cubic meters of solar energy and various natural energy per second, and consumes 600 cubic meters of earth's internal energy, so it is estimated that the earth has a life span of 25 years at most. "The energy in the earth is about 1,555,200,000 cubic meters in 500 years." So? What are you going to do? Martin was silent for three seconds, and then said in a deep voice: "I hope that Lord Earl can give me the task of wormhole research, and I will stabilize this life channel within three years!" "Life Passage?" Earl Hawke smiled meaningfully, "You know what I think. Martin didn't answer. Although he knew Hawke's idea, he was indeed doing things from the perspective of all mankind, for the good of mankind itself. Quite reasonably, Hawke's decision was not refuted. Moreover, as a smart person, the most important thing is to learn to pretend to be confused with understanding, and not to speak too clearly. "Okay, I'll give you 3 years. Hopefully, in three years' time, you will give us new hope, just like Mr. James Martin did. "The Earl of Hawke gave the order to evict the guest, but Martin did not leave." Before I leave, I would like to recommend you a friend. Martin turned around and opened the door to Hawke's office, leading in a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, "His name is Zhao Decheng, and he is a Chinese businessman." Last year, he went to Earth to source raw materials, and he met me by chance. Mr. Zhao has a good mention, I believe that Lord Earl will be very interested when he hears it! "Huh?" Hawke habitually rubbed his index and middle fingers back and forth together, forgetting that tobacco was long gone in this era. Although he was talking to Zhao Decheng, his eyes were always looking at Martin. Although Zhao Decheng was apprehensive, he was still neither humble nor arrogant when he replied to Hawke: "Actually, I want my niece to become the real body of Mr. Martin's wormhole research, and help Mr. Martin complete this great reality across the era." "What do you want?" Hawke knew that Zhao Decheng would have something to ask for in this move. If people do not do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. Zhao Decheng only shook his head: "83 years ago, Mr. James's photon force research was realized, and our Zhao family also helped to complete it. The Martin family and our Zhao family are world friends, but these virtual things are not so necessary. Hawke laughed silently. Since no one is willing to reveal the real reason, he doesn't ask, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and things will always be clear. Martin stood up at the right time and said, "If the Earl is okay, we will go out first." Hawke waved his hand lightly: "By the way, I need a cup of coffee." "Yes." Martin and Zhao Decheng gently exited the office. Soon, Mr. Butler came in with coffee. Hawke scooped up his coffee with a spoon and asked softly, "Do you remember, how long have we been here at this base?" The butler bowed and said, "It's been 65 years since I settled on Mars in 2050, my lord. "yes, 65 years. ...... Hawk took a sip of coffee and adjusted his comfortable position on the recliner again, "Old man, you can recite that history for me again......" "Yes." The butler calmly began his usual work, endorsement. In 2011, the world-famous physicist Stephen Hawking said that the earth will be destroyed in 200 years, and there is only one way for human beings to survive - to immigrate to other planets. On July 22, 2014, the famous Hawking prediction was officially proposed: in 2050, human migration to Mars; In the year 2100, humans entered outer space and a new human race appeared; In the year 2215, the Earth will face destruction; In the year 2600, the Earth turned into a blazing "fireball". In 2015, the Kepler Space Telescope, launched at 11:50 a.m. on March 7, 2009, at Cape Canaveral in country M, discovered the Earth-like planet Kepler-452b. In 2032, James, a scientist in country M, discovered the power of photons, unfortunately died, and after his death, he deposited his personal income in a bank, and used the interest as the prize money for the "James" award set up for science in later generations. In 2039, the first light-speed spacecraft Eos was successfully developed, and due to the discovery of photon force, the minimum flight speed of the light-speed spacecraft has reached the sixth cosmic speed. In 2050, human beings successfully immigrated to Mars and established a temporary base on Mars, and mankind entered the era of cosmic discovery. ......, "Sir, you've finished reciting, what other instructions do you have?" The butler bent down and whispered to Hawke's side. For a long time, there was no response. The butler froze, and stretched out his right index finger to probe the carotid artery in Hawke's neck. There is no beating anymore. After a long silence, the butler stood up and walked out of Hawke's office in silence to make the sad news known - Earl Hawke, the ruler of the Martian Transit Base, fell into a peaceful sleep on October 18, 2115.

Seven days later, after Earl Hawke's funeral, the butler found Martin, who was working in the laboratory. "The Earl of Hawke was sure that he would be remembered for his brilliance," said the butler, holding a small silver box, "but he preferred that Mr. Martin would remember him." Martin was puzzled for a moment. The butler explained, "Your grandfather, James Martin, was a close friend of Earl Hawke. Before Mr. James died, he asked Earl Hawke to take care of his young son, but by the time Earl Hawke searched for the address Mr. James had left behind, your father was gone. Mr. Martin, Lord Earl once said to me that he was most fortunate to have seen you while he was alive. "When did he know about me?" "Back then, when you took a group of reporters and forcibly broke into the conference room of the headquarters building of a scientific research organization. You tell yourself your name, and Mr. Hawke will know it when he looks at you again. "Actually," Martin hesitated, "I always thought he killed my grandfather." "A lot of people say the same thing." The butler smiled kindly, "But Count Hawke believes that rumors stop at the wise. And, he believed that James's descendants would believe in his innocence. Come, this, a gift from Earl Hawke to James' grandson, Tenstey Martin. Martin took the silver box and was about to open it, but the butler stopped him: "Go back and see it again!" This is a secret that belongs to Lord Count and Tanste. Martin nodded. Upon returning home, Martin opened the small silver box and found that it contained many texts and photographs. Part of the text is about the study of photon forces, the other part is about the academic papers and actual reports of various scientific research laboratories in recent years, and the rest is about Count Hawke's own diary, the decisions he made and his plans that have not yet been published. In these texts, Martin was undoubtedly very inspired. However, the most important thing is not this, but that he has discovered an amazing secret, a secret that he never dared to imagine!