The old cat parked the Martian stray dog on the sand, and then began to carry the Cheromet rover, which turned off the rover's computer, folded the solar panels back, retracted the landing gear, and dragged the stray dog's board cart and tied it with a cable.

The Cherome lander weighs about 150 kilograms, which is a small man in a group of Mars rovers - the funding for the Cherome mission was very limited, just an inconspicuous small project under the Russian Space Agency, and by the way, it also undertook some popular science education tasks, such as soliciting experimental plans from primary and secondary school students across the country, and finally a secondary school in St. Petersburg stood out, and their plan was to carry their own design of fungus petri dishes on the probe, Among them, the Intel TCU1524M processors responsible for controlling the temperature are the ones who are responsible for controlling the temperature.

The mission experts consulted the old cat when designing the Chelomé, and the old cat had a good relationship with the Russian engineers, drinking vodka with them, and someone told him that all the probes on the Mars mission were instructed by Katyusha.

The old cat made a simple inspection of the Chelome, which was so well preserved that the landing of the Chelome was so successful that it could have worked until the end of its life had it not been for a sandstorm, and it could have even been put into service beyond the time limit if the funds were sufficient.

"Welcome to the Mars Stray Dog passenger line, our end point is Kunlun Station." The old cat pushed the detector hard to make sure that he was fastened tightly, "Please fasten your seat belts, the tractor is about to depart......"

The old cat returns to the cab and starts the stray dog.

It glanced at the remaining power in the battery, the rover had just finished charging, and there was still more than 90 percent of the battery in it, and it should be able to run about 30 kilometers more.

The old cat pulled the steering wheel, the rover began to turn, by now, the old cat's mission was half completed, it was about to embark on the return journey, and there were at least three days left to return to the Kunlun station...... In these three days, Tang Yue had better not make any more moths.

Martian stray dogs travel along the valley floor between the dunes, which prevents the wheels from sinking into the quicksand, in the past, stray dogs often sink the wheels into the pit when they go out, and then everyone in the car gets down to push the cart together, now only the old cat himself in the car, it is still a very difficult thing for him to push the cart alone.

The old cat would rather take a detour than go over the mountains.

"How high the mountains are, how long the water is, the road to heaven is too difficult...... the old cat sat in the cab, shaking his head and humming a song, like an old driver running long distances on the Sichuan-Tibet line, singing the classic "Take the train to Lhasa".

"Through the grassland, across the mountains and rivers, carrying dreams and auspicious, happy songs all the way to sing, singing to Tanggula Mountain, take the train to Lhasa......" the old cat beat the beat, and soared a high note, soaring like a broken gong, "to see the magical Potala, to see the most beautiful Gesang flower ......"

The Martian stray dogs staggered to the song, jolting over the gravel and sand on the barren and rough ground, and the carts dragged behind them also jolted, kicking up billowing smoke and dust.

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"Tang Yue? Tang Yue? ”

"Huh?" Tang Yue pinched his nose, pried open a thin slit in the can containing the dirt and feces mixture, squinted his eyes and glanced inside, observing the fermentation of fertilizer, "What's the matter?" ”

The low temperature is really not suitable for the reproduction of microorganisms, and the fermentation rate of fertilizer is extremely slow.

"It's the agreed contact time, but Mr. Cat hasn't sent an email today." Mai Dong said, "There can't be any problems, right?" ”

"Rest assured, what could go wrong with it? Calculate the time, and it should be on its way back. Tang Yue used an iron skewer to insert it from the mouth of the can and poke it into the solidified stool, which was a matcha-like dark green under the black shell of the stool, "Maybe I just overslept...... Oh my god, this piece of looks like mung bean cake. ”

"Mung bean cake?" Mai Dong's ears were erected, and his eyes lit up, "Where is the mung bean cake?" ”

The ten tomato seeds in the box finally improved, and three of the seeds lived up to expectations and opened their shells, revealing white germs, which made Tang Yue extremely excited, and the goddess of fate finally smiled at him, it was really not prosperous that he had taken care of it for so many days, and it was both heat preservation and water retention, these seeds were really competitive.

Now that some seeds have begun to germinate, it means that his method has worked, and it is only a matter of time before the remaining seeds germinate.

"Work hard, comrades, strive for the top!" Tang Yue cheered up the remaining seeds that had not germinated, "Whoever germinates fast, I will reward whomever I give!" ”

"What reward are you going to give them?" Mai Dong asked.

"Give them a chance to go down in history! Make them the greatest tomatoes in history! Tang Yue said, "In the future, when we record history, we will write like this: in the past 15 billion years of history of the universe, and even in the next 20 billion years, there has never been such a great tomato, they are struggling to survive in an unprecedented desperate situation, blossoming and bearing fruit, which perfectly interprets the tenacity and courage contained in life - Life finds a way!" ”

Mai Dong looked at Tang Yue silently and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I ...... Feel like you're talking about us. Mai Dong said.

"I thought you were laughing at my English pronunciation." Tang Yue shrugged, "My high school English teacher always said that my spoken language had a pickle flavor. ”

Looking at these white and tender germs, Tang Yue seemed to have seen the red tomatoes, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't eaten fresh vegetables, the last time he ate fresh food seemed to be in his previous life, so far away as if he was a world away.

Tang Yue had heard that some border outposts were located in remote locations, above the snow line on the plateau, and in winter, when the snow closed the mountains and the supply was cut off, the soldiers at the outposts relied on canned food to survive, and they couldn't eat fresh vegetables for half a year, and finally they wanted to nibble on the green weeds on the ground...... Tang Yue hurriedly stopped his tendency to continue to think about it.

"Tang Yue, Mr. Cat hasn't contacted me yet, it's past the appointed time......" Mai Dong was a little worried, "Does it really matter?" ”

"What did it tell you?"

"It says to contact twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening." Mai Dong replied, "When the time comes, it will take the initiative to contact me, if it does not receive the email for half an hour beyond the agreed time, then it means that there is a problem on its side." ”

"What time is today's contact?" Tang Yue asked.

"Six o'clock in the afternoon."

Tang Yue glanced at the time, six thirty-five.

"You reach out to it?"

"I've tried, I've been calling for half an hour." Mai Dong shook his head, "No response." ”

When the Martian stray dog is on the way, the communication antenna is retracted and cannot receive radio signals, so it can only be the old cat who takes the initiative to contact the space station.

Tang Yue was a little uneasy, although the old cat was a talker, he was quite reliable, he didn't leak, and he didn't contact him beyond the agreed time, it couldn't be careless, it could just be a problem.

"Wait, wait......" Tang Yue tried to stay calm, his hands tightly grasping the blanket on his body, "The old cat won't have a problem, it may just be busy with something, it didn't have time to contact us for a while, just wait for it to be busy...... Just wait until it's done. ”

"Why don't you go and rest first?" Mai Dong asked, "I'll just keep it." ”

"Nope! No...... I'm waiting with you, I'm waiting with you. ”

Neither of them spoke again, and the Kunlun station fell silent, an unsettling silence spreading, and the clock beating silently.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

"Is there any news from the old cat?"

"Nope."

Half past seven in the evening.

"Does it have any news?"

"Still not."

Eight o'clock in the evening.

"Message?"

Mai Dong shook his head.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

There is still no news, the old cat seems to have evaporated from the world, and there is no news.