It was late at night.

Tang Yue sat on a chair wrapped in clothes and blankets, exhaling white water vapor from his mouth and nose, which was churning and disappearing in the dim light.

He started the second round of trying, this time he didn't dare to use too many tomato seeds, after all, the number of seeds is also limited, and he only took two seeds for experimental planting, taking one he was worried about occasional death, and taking two to ensure that the number of samples was sufficient.

Those two seeds were lying in the tape box at the moment, which was a hotbed specially prepared for them by Tang Yue, where they would give birth to two new lives.

These two newborn seedlings will show the way forward for their siblings.

It is difficult to say what the final result will be, but in the high probability of failure, Tang Yue can no longer provide better living conditions, Tang Yue almost held them in the palm of his hand when taking care of the previous batch of tomato seedlings, but they still did not survive.

Tang Yue also decided that if these two tomato seedlings died again, he would no longer let them die in vain, as fellow compatriots who survived in this universe, he had no power, and he was no longer willing to deprive other creatures of their lives.

Let's leave two more seeds of life in this universe.

Otherwise, it would be too lonely and lonely.

Mai Dong has already rested, there is no one in the communication system, Kunlun Station is very quiet, Tang Yue still has time to review his life while his brain is still bright.

Generally speaking, looking back on life, the old people will do this kind of thing, the old people sit on their coffins and look back on their lives, laughter, happiness or regret, regret or regret, those beautiful or sad past, do not take away.

After all, Tang Yue is also a half-cut person, the only thing that makes him a little regretful is that his life is not long enough, there are too few stories to recall, too distant memories are too vague, and the experience in front of him is too boring, Tang Yue regrets that he didn't fight in a group when he was in school, he didn't beat the principal, look at the youth of those young people in the movie, which boy hasn't fought? What girl hasn't had an abortion?

Youth without fights and tires, is that called youth?

Tang Yue remembered his junior high school classmates, extremely violent, this brother and a girl in the same grade had a hot fire, and finally developed the drama of elopement, this brother went home and stole his father's salary card from the drawer, got on the train with the little girl, and ran away for thousands of miles to stay and fly, it is simply a modern version of Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying, Romeo and Juliet.

In the end, of course, he was arrested by the police uncle.

Seeing the little couple standing on the rostrum crying and crying, Tang Yue stood at the bottom and spit on this kind of wrong behavior that was not doing his job, and couldn't help but look at the class next door twice.

Tang Yue didn't have such a little girl to look at him when he was young, Tang Yue weighed it, otherwise with his temperament, he would definitely be a weed that would not succumb to the power of the parent school.

Tang Yue looked back on his life from the age of eight to twenty-two in five minutes.

He was stunned.

Damn, this is too fast, isn't it? Fourteen years of time swept through in five minutes? Could it be that his life is really ordinary and bland?

So Tang Yue once again reviewed his life experience, this time he was careful and meticulous, no matter how big or small.

So this time it took him eight minutes.

"Isn't it time for me to write a suicide note? It's also this time. Tang Yue got up and sat up straight, moved his wrist, and found a pen from the drawer.

The suicide note is a good thing.

Therefore, it is best to write while you can move and your brain is still awake, so as not to pick up the pen again when your brain is not clear in the end, and what you write is like a chicken crawling out of a chicken's paws, and the ghost will not recognize it.

"Dear Miss Maidon, dear old cat—if you are still alive:

This letter is my farewell to this world. ”

Tang Yue whispered as he wrote.

"I don't know who will see this letter, maybe it's you, it's some alien, maybe it's an intelligent creature born on Mars many, many years later...... The last one shouldn't be possible, this piece of paper shouldn't last that long.

Mai Dong will not see this letter, and none of you should show it to her, because there will be nothing good to say in this suicide note.

First, I want to say to the world:

CNM！

Do you hear that?

CNM！ NMD！

Don't know what that means? Let me translate it for you: CNM is a string of English abbreviations, the full name is China National Missile, China's national missile program, and NMD is also a string of English abbreviations, the full name is National Missile Defence, the US National Missile Defense System.

Well, that's all I have to say to the world.

By the way, also, if you still have a little bit of fairness, justice and conscience in the world, give me the blessing that Mai Dong's girl is well and safe. ”

Tang Yue paused, and then wrote.

"Next is the old cat, where are you, old cat? You're not really going to elope with that stupid Martian stray dog, are you? The problem is that you don't have that, how can you satisfy it......

Old cat, whether you are dead or alive, if you are still alive, when you read this letter, I must be dead, let me tell you where to find me - the Eagle spacecraft went thirty meters to the east, there was a tomb, and I lay there, but I am dead and no one is buried, if you want to bury me, then help bury me.

Also, my death may not be good-looking, please join the thrift teacher part-time once, help me tidy up my appearance, if I am lying in the pit, please turn me over and let me lie flat - because I am always not at ease with my ass up, in addition, I hope you can put my middle finger up, one to the sky and the other to the ground.

This is the last time I'll ask you for help. ”

Tang Yue stopped writing, his letter was not finished yet, but he wanted to take a break...... Some of the words were too heavy for the fragile tip of the pen to bear.

"From the moment the earth disappears, the meaning of my existence may disappear with it, everything I do is in vain, one or two people can't continue the race, let alone rebuild civilization, we can't even record the history of civilization, I just repeat the daily routine over and over again, numbly and indifferently waiting for death to come, in the words of Osamu Dazai, this is human disqualification, and it is real human disqualification."

Tang Yue got up and got out of his chair and leaned against the hatch of the airlock chamber, staring blankly at the paper and pen on the table.

He knew that this Mars landing mission was so fucked up, he shouldn't have participated in it in the first place, or he shouldn't have stayed to complete the final finishing mission, how good it would be to evaporate from the world with Earth and Orion One, and it would be gone in a swoop, so as not to suffer here and suffer this endless torture.

Think about how many days he spent alone on Mars after the Earth disappeared?

For so many days, he struggled with hunger, against hypothermia, against disease, against loneliness, against a desperate situation unprecedented in the history of mankind, and to this day, he may have reached his limit.

"Old cat, old cat, this time I may really be cultivating to a positive fruit." Tang Yue's sleepiness slowly attacked, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his eyes gradually darkened, "I don't know if the merit I have accumulated is enough to seal the Martian Great Survival Bodhisattva?" ”

His back suddenly emptied, Tang Yue fell back uncontrollably, startled and sleepy, and the hatch of the airlock room was suddenly opened by someone.

Then he leaned on a furry shoulder, the icy cold made him shiver, and a paw reached over and patted Tang Yue's shoulder.

A familiar voice sounded behind him, and you can imagine that the guy was still gritting his teeth and smiling as always, panting heavily.

"Not enough...... It's still early! ”