"My death has nothing to do with everyone, I'm just, too tired".

Holding the note tightly in his hand, Pike sat down in a daze, but felt the words weep blood.

Raven leaned into the arms of her boyfriend, Cool Boy Fen, and couldn't stop crying.

Dr. Sinclair stood in the doorway, taking off his glasses to wipe the water stains on them. He was in a heavy mood just after the meeting, and suddenly received the news of his disciple's death, and under the double blow, he seemed to be dozens of years old.

But he can't fall, there are still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with in the general control room.

Four months ago, the hidden dangers caused by the solar storm did not seem to have been fully investigated, and less than two hours after Trist died, the mediocre people in the main control room were helpless against some of the cameras that suddenly went out of control, and they hurriedly pulled Raven back to deal with it.

Even, a missile from the old Tianzhu Station was launched out of control, but fortunately it was fired at the earth according to the pre-nuclear war procedure, if this missile hit the Ark, the consequences would be unimaginable! However, looking at the missile landing point is America, an ally of Tianzhu before the nuclear war, it seems that Tianzhu was quite thoughtful before the war.

These mediocre people in the general control room! You must apply to the council and the judges to overhaul the entire ark!

Alas, if only Trist were still alive, this genius student who has not yet reached adulthood can always complete the tasks assigned to him properly.

。。。。。。 I am Dr. Sinclair's silent choked dividing line。。。。。。

Earth.

The Great Lakes region of the former Quebec on the border with America.

A flame pierced the sky with a parachute, and it plummeted through layers of jungle and into the lake, startling flocks of birds.

The surface of the lake stirs up huge waves.

Suddenly, the lake surface was filled with bursts of white mist, and the lake water at the landing point actually had a sense of boiling, and then the surrounding lake water poured in, the lake gradually calmed down, and the chemical fiber parachute was quietly suspended on the lake surface.

Another forty minutes passed.

Trist, dressed only in linen, carried an oxygen cylinder on his back and peeked out of the water.

"Shhh Although the weather in March in the Northern Hemisphere is not too cold, Triste, who has been accustomed to living at a constant temperature in the Ark cabin for 14 years, is obviously not used to it.

Trist struggled to pull himself to the shrubs by the lake and dragged himself ashore.

Nature has shown great vitality during the 100 years of the disappearance of human beings.

Looking up, it was the morning, the weather was clear, the blue sky was clear, and the wisps of clouds and mist dotted it, adding a bit of pleasing poetic feeling. The sun is warm, shining on Trist, who is lying on the rocks by the lake to recover his strength, the early spring wind blows, bringing a few traces of the smell of grass and trees in the forest, and the crisp long song of the egret is heard in the ears from time to time, the scene of the lake and mountains makes people can't help but revel intoxicated.

"Ah-to-the~~"

A few sneezes in quick succession brought Trist back to his senses. Judging from the activity of birds and beasts in the forest, this should be a sparsely populated place, and if you have a cold here, there is no one to treat it.

Taking off his soaked clothes, Triste wrung them out and laid them flat on the rocks for a quick dry.

Noticing signs of uncontrolled shaking of his body muscles, Trist stood shirtless and throbbed in place in the sunlight to maintain his body temperature. Until he felt that the lake water on his body was almost dry, Trist stopped warming up. Looking at the spruce tree in front of him, which was seven or eight meters high and more than one meter in diameter, Trist had an idea

After a few take-offs, the missile parachute is twisted into a rope and attached to the thick trunk of the tree, forming an improvised pulley. Trist walked under the tree and dragged the other end of the parachute, and the laborious missile of almost five meters was dragged out of the lake. To ensure safety, after the missile was out of the water, Trist removed the fuel tank and buried the sealed compartment and the remaining fuel inside deep in the sand and gravel pile near the lake.

Immediately afterwards, the shirtless boy continued to drag the parachute, constantly adjusting its orientation until the remaining body of the missile was dragged up the branches, stuck at a height of two meters, and the spruce branched out between the treetops.

After confirming that the missile bay was fixed, Trist cut the rope of the parachute, climbed up to the treetops, and cut off more than a dozen thigh-thick branches to further strengthen the missile bay. Cut the parachute slightly, set up a tent to wrap around the suspended cabin, and camouflage with a little foliage, and if nothing else, this will be Trist's place to live for the next few days. Of course, the ropes connecting the missiles to the parachute were not wasted, they were tied into ropes and ladders to the treetops for easy access and climbing.

At dusk, Trist ended a busy afternoon.

The young man in a linen shirt sat on the pebble pile by the lake and roasted the fire, on the simple grill, the rabbit meat was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding an attractive aroma, and from time to time the golden grease dripped down, making the wood wall at the lower end rattle, and also making the aroma of the meat more and more intense.

Trist held the rim of a washbasin-sized mussel shell and blew lightly on the milky white soup inside, which wrinkled to reveal the mushrooms, mussels, oysters, and spices of moss and pine tips inside.

Thanks to a hare's heroic poison test, Trist was able to discern which mushrooms were edible and which were not, and in return, he carried the lost rabbit to the grill.

Fourteen years of space life in this life, except for a small amount of canned food issued by the Ark of Unity Day every year, Trist is almost insulated from meat, and at this moment, he doesn't care about the heat after drinking the soup, and tearing off the steaming rabbit leg is a gobbling meal.

If Murphy had been here, he would have cried. ’

And Daddy Bob, Mom, Pike, Aunt Julie, and Shirley's little sister......

Inexplicably, Trist was a little sad.

Because I cared, my heart that was closed in my previous life would feel pain.

Some pain is not diluted by time.

time, can only hide these. They are there after all, and from time to time they pierce the illusory solace and feel heartache.

Trist slowly put the remaining half of the rabbit into the mussel shell for tomorrow's breakfast. After extinguishing the bonfire to prevent accidental ignition, Trist climbed up the missile bay on a homemade rope ladder, his new home on Earth.

The last rays of the setting sun faded across the sky, and Trist sat barefoot in the treetops, feeling the chill slowly spreading from the depths of the forest.

"Son, we were born in space, but we are from Earth." Once upon a time, Bob was shyly with a beer belly and a look of nostalgia for educating a pair of twin sons.

"Daddy Bob, did you see that? Your son is on Earth! Trist, sitting in the treetops, shouted at the sky.

At night, when everything was silent, and he put on his heavy spacesuit again, Trist fell asleep in the missile bulkhead.

At the same time, the Ark Room.

Medical Director Abby's husband, the father of the little princess Clark, the chief engineer of the Ark's mechanical department, and Jack, who is responsible for the daily maintenance of the overall repair agent of the Ark, spoke with a sad face.

"Fellow citizens, we are in big trouble...... Due to the aging of the air filtration device, the air quality inside the ark will deteriorate dramatically in the future......"

The parliamentarians were in a commotion, whispering.

"Silence," Judge Ahab slapped the table and turned to look at his worried friend, "Jack, is there any chance of fixing?" ”

"I tried...... I've tried everything that works...... It's true! I really don't have anything I can do anymore...... Whining...... In order to maintain the supply of 4000 people, the filter chamber has been overloaded! Overloaded, you know? And, to make matters worse, the main part of the filter chamber continues to wear out, which was exacerbated by the shock caused by the solar storm four months ago, and we ...... We don't have replacement parts" Jack's voice was a little hoarse, he was exhausted from nearly a month of busyness, he rubbed his cheeks tiredly, and as the head of the mechanical department, he had to stay awake at all times in a serious situation.

Dr. Abby reached out and took her husband's arm, moving forward until their palms were facing each other, unable to relieve his pressure, but to show her beloved husband her support.

A subtle hint of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the chief of the guard, Kane, who was quickly suppressed, for Jack and Abby were his best friends, and he cherished this friendship, so he was always wary of not thinking anything wrong.

"How long can the Ark last like this?"

"Five years, no more than five years".

"What about reducing the power of the filter chamber?"

"Unless it is reduced to 50% of the current level, the overloaded filter chamber will continue to wear out, but once the power is reduced, the air quality in the ark will deteriorate instantaneously, and our people will not be able to stand it......"

"The people don't need to know!" A sudden rise in voice interrupted the noise in the room, and Judge Ahab got up from his seat and repeated his words, "We protect the people!" He said tiredly, "First reduce the power of the filtration facility to 90 percent, and in addition, no one is allowed to leak today's content." “

"Violator, with the authority given to me by the people of the Ark, I, the 17th judge of the Ark, Ahab Thelonis, will sentence him to death. Now, adjournment! The judge waved his hand as a final addition.