Chapter 8 is important

After a night of rage, Mark finally gave in. Otherwise, what else can be done? He is trapped tens of millions of kilometers from Earth, and if he does not bow to NASA, he will never go back.

The Russians? the Russians, those Slavs even have to carry bottles of vodka to space, and it's a question of whether they can drive a spacecraft to Mars. And the polar bear is now so poor that he can't even afford to eat, where is the money to invest in the Martian?

After contacting Houston again, Mark made his own suggestion, hoping that NASA could send a rescue team as soon as possible. Houston, of course, said yes and told Mark to ignore the Russians' requests for contact. Mark agreed, and then asked when the ship would be able to depart.

At this moment, Houston began to hesitate, "We are studying the plan, and we will send a rescue spacecraft as soon as possible." An hour later, a reply came back from Mars, "When is the soonest?" One month? A year? Or ten years? ”

Beneath the huge screen, NASA staff turned their heads and asked, "Mark asked when we would be able to send a rescue spacecraft." ”

"Damn! I saw it, I don't need you to remind me! The bespectacled officer asked the general next to him, "How shall we answer?" The White House hasn't sent the money yet! ”

The general glanced at the official and said coldly, "What do you know?" That's $40 billion, and it needs congressional approval! ”

"I know I need congressional approval, but now I have to give Mark an answer, otherwise, he will fall to the Chinese!" The official said loudly: "The Russians and Chinese's spacecraft will be launched in another year, and our spacecraft has not even seen a shadow!" ”

"You tell him we'll launch the spacecraft in a year, and he'll have to wait another two years before he's on his way home."

"A year? Interstellar travel is not such a simple thing, and there are many things that need to be prepared. Even if you send the money now, it may not be able to launch within a year! ”

The general snorted and said, "What the Chinese and Russians can do, why can't we?" ”

"This .........."

The official wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Or, can we borrow the Chinese's spaceship?" As long as they hand over the data and control of the spacecraft to us, we can take them to Mars with us. ”

The general thought for a while, nodded, and said, "That's a good idea, I'll report it to the White House." ”

Not to mention how people on Earth are intriguing, Chen Cheng's stay on Mars is quite interesting. Although the scope of his usual activities is very narrow, he brings a lot of books, enough to read for a long time. And aren't there a lot of tools and materials? It may be a little harder to knock on the Gundam by hand, but there is no problem at all with the beads.

Moreover, since that strange dream, Chen Cheng felt that the whole person seemed to start to become strange. I often hear strange sounds, but when I listen closely, I can't hear anything. This made him feel that this place on Mars was indeed a bit evil.

After connecting the first functional module, Chen Chengyou and Mark connected the other spacecraft and the wreckage of the base as well. It sounds a little hard, but it's not that hard. He took care of the transportation, movement and other things by himself, and all that was left was to connect the various functional compartments with materials, which was no different from repairing the tires of a bicycle.

At least, in Chen Cheng's opinion, it's as simple as that.

Chen Cheng felt that his strength was gradually becoming stronger, and his senses were becoming more acute, and he could even predict the coming of the Martian storm in advance. Similarly, Mark's body has undergone similar changes, with stronger strength, better physique, and faster speed. Then, the winds that swept through most of Mars came.

Even if they had made a lot of preparations in advance, they had already been mentally prepared, but when the wind came, they could not do anything but crouch in the base and wait. Most of the flying sand and rocks were blocked by the battleship named "Shine with the Sun", but there were still many stones that fell on the base, and the sound of "dong dong dong" was terrifying.

All the equipment that can be collected outside has been collected, and many of the things that cannot be collected have been blown away by the strong wind. Hearing the sound outside, Mark's face turned a little pale. Fourteen gale winds, that is likely to overturn the entire base. He glanced at Chen Cheng, it was still a cup of tea and a book, and he looked very leisurely.

"Chen, what are you looking at?"

"Historical Records........"

"Boom!" "Smack!"

It seemed that something outside had blown away, and Mark's face turned a little paler. He couldn't help but kneel down and chanted to Chen Cheng, "Lord, please forgive me for my sins.........."

Balabala, he recited a long prayer, and when he was done, he asked, "Chen, will we be all right?" ”

"Well, I'm sure I'll be fine, you might be fine."

"I've prayed so sincerely, can't I?"

"It's not a question of whether it can be done or not," Chen Cheng put down the "Historical Records" and said, "I told you that I am not a god, and your fate is only in your own hands." Everything we could have done before has already been done, and now we just wait for the results. ”

"Is that so?"

Mark pondered for a moment, then began to close his eyes and pray to Chen Cheng again. The wind outside kept ringing non-stop, mixed with all kinds of crackling sounds. Chen Cheng was about to continue reading, but put the book on the table again. He watched in amazement as Mark's faint glow shone so striking in the dim light that it was impossible to even ignore it.

"What is this? Can you make yourself shine just by praying? Or did the little qigong he taught him work before? Chen Cheng felt very curious, "Hey, Mark! ”

Mark, who was chanting words, opened his eyes and looked at Chen Cheng, whose eyes were no longer confused and panicked, "God....... Ah, Chen, is there anything you can do? ”

Chen Cheng pointed to the light on his body and asked, "How did this come about?" ”

"How?" Mark was confused for a moment, and then changed to a look of surprise, "I know, Chen, you are God!" ”

"Yes, I am electricity, I am light, I am the only myth!" Chen Cheng asked, "How did you get here?" ”

"Isn't it just praying? Chen, let me tell you, I used to go to church a lot when I was a child, in the grove behind the church! ”

Chen Chengcai didn't care about a big man's question for the first time, and asked, "How did you feel just now?" ”

"How did you feel just now? I felt like I was seeing a huge sun, and I knew, that's you, right? ”

The two chatted carefully about Mark and his god, Chen Cheng felt that the sun probably had something to do with him, but how did he become a god? This is not scientific!

"What else do you have that you don't have besides glowing?"

Mark pondered for a moment and said, "And this! ”

He waved his hand, and the glass on the table moved, then fell to the ground with a "snap".

"Oh, mind transfer, that's all standard for superpowers." Chen Cheng asked, "What about the laser eye?" What about teleportation? What about portals? ”

Mark smiled a little awkwardly and said, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

The storm that swept across Mars was finally over, and half of the previously connected compartments were blown away, and the rest were torn apart by the gale. Chen Cheng and Mark started the activity of "mending tires" again, and in his spare time, Chen Cheng was impatient with Mark's entanglement, so he told him about the "Imperial Truth".

Although he didn't like the fanatical followers of Shinrikyo very much, it is undeniable that Shinrikyo still came up with many amazing things, and weaved a set of self-consistent teachings, that is, the "Codex" of Shinrikyo. Mark listened to it and asked more.

Chen Cheng took out the books, no matter what kind of books they were, as long as there was some truth, he collected some. Mark looked at the kanji in the book and fell into deep thought. Mark has become accustomed to this ability to conjure things out of thin air, and believes that this is the manifestation of miracles.

After having the Codex, Mark finally stopped for a while, and in his spare time, he was either busy connecting with the Earth or reading the Codex hard. He didn't seem to know Chinese, and he didn't know what he could understand by looking at those square words.

On this day, he was contacting the NASA Center in Houston again, "What? Do you want to talk to God? Why? ”

Why? Where is what's why?

Under the huge screen, the official shouted, "What does this do?" It's all his imagination, and it's not his own answer? ”

The general didn't speak, but a lieutenant colonel on the side couldn't help but scold: "Idiot! ”

"You dare to scold me?" The official was so angry that his face turned red, "I am the director of NASA, you dare to scold me?" ”

The general glanced at his subordinates and reprimanded, "How can you do this? ”

The official snorted, his face pale, and then he heard the general continue: "Don't you know that leaking state secrets is a big crime? ”

"You? Hum! ”

Half an hour later, Mark turned around and said, "Chen, someone from Houston wants to talk to you." ”

Chen Cheng put down the book in his hand and asked, "Why?" ”

Because the sound is to be converted into dots and horizontal signals, it is necessary to say it twice when speaking to avoid signal loss. Mark also holds a pencil and writes down the signals he receives, so as not to block out the really useful information because of too much noise.

Whenever the weather permits, he has to contact Earth every three days.

Mark said: "I also asked this question, and they want to know how you, a Chinese, appeared in the state property of the United States." ”

Chen Cheng smiled: "Is this important? ”

Mark shrugged: "The people over there in Houston think it's important. ”