Two months later.

"Fellow...... Fellow! Tang Yue held the red tomato with tears in his eyes and sniffed, "After many days, I finally saw you!" ”

Tang Yue carefully played with the tomatoes in his hand, which felt cold and soft, worthy of being an excellent variety carefully selected by Mai Dong, with bright colors and delicate skins, exuding the unique fragrance of fresh vegetables and fruits.

Tang Yue was about to cry.

When the fellow saw the fellow, his eyes were full of tears.

"My fellow is so delicious!"

Tang Yue nibbled on a large mouthful of tomatoes, this was the first time he had eaten fresh vegetables and fruits since he had been on Mars for so long, and the sweetness and moisture in his mouth burst open, a refreshing and refreshing heart, which made people sigh that the meaning of life lies in this.

He can finally get rid of the endless compressed cookies.

After eating hard biscuits for so long, his tongue was swollen, and now Tang Yue was nauseous and wanted to vomit when he saw the compressed biscuits.

Tang Yue's tomato planting plan was a success, as he and Lao Mao used methane and liquid oxygen from the Eagle's fuel tank to produce fresh water for tomato cultivation. Tang Yue used up all the containers that could be used at Kunlun Station, all kinds of bottles and cans, all used to hold soil and fertilizer, and planted tomatoes, a total of thirty plants, fortunately all of them survived - since the temperature control system of the OGS cabinet was repaired, Kunlun Station has become a botanical garden like spring all year round.

Of course, this also exhausted all of Tang Yue's stool.

Tang Yue ate the tomato, licked his fingers unsatisfied, and the old cat sat on a chair, holding a tomato in his hand, bowing his head and pondering, not knowing what he was thinking.

It is worth mentioning that the old cat's severed hand was also taken back, but the joints and bearings were disjointed, and the damage was not too serious, but now the old cat's left arm is obviously a little less flexible.

"What are you thinking?" Tang Yue picked up the cup, and inside the cup was a brownish-yellow paste, which was the product of compressed biscuits crushed and soaked in water. Due to severe mouth ulcers, Tang Yue could no longer chew on biscuits, so he could only eat liquid food, Tang Yue comforted himself that this was oatmeal while drinking the biscuit batter.

"I'm thinking about the preservation of tomatoes." The old cat tossed the tomatoes, "Fresh tomatoes don't last long." ”

"And what good idea did you come up with?"

"As far as the current situation is concerned, low-temperature air-drying is the most suitable method, there is a low temperature of minus ten degrees outside Kunlun Station, and there is a lack of oxygen, so vegetables and fruits will not be oxidized." "We can put the picked tomatoes in the garage and keep them, they should last a long time...... Of course, we can also take the pickling method, so that it tastes better, is there still sugar in Kunlun Station? ”

"Is white sugar okay? A jar of candy that was accidentally found not long ago, I don't know who left it. Tang Yue asked, "I've eaten half of it, and I still have half a can." ”

"We'll see when the time comes." The old cat nodded, "Tomatoes pickled in sugar must taste better than frozen hard, have you finished breakfast?" ”

Tang Yue was stunned, "I'm done eating." ”

"It's time to get to work after eating." The old cat pointed out the door.

"Your uncle, call me early in the morning." Tang Yue snorted angrily, but he still put on the Mingguang armor, buckled the life support system, moved his limbs and fingers, confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the extravehicular suit, pressed the inflation button on the airlock chamber, and then unscrewed the hatch hard.

"I'm out." Tang Yue turned around.

The old cat crossed Erlang's legs, sat leisurely on the chair, and waved his paws.

“Good Luck！”

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"I said, Tang Yue, Mr. Cat, about the previous thing to record human history, I think we can start to do it? Don't force it all to be done, write where it counts, if there is something you don't know or don't know, just consult Mr. Cat. "I still want to leave something behind, and I don't want to spend the rest of my time in vain." ”

Tang Yue thought for a while, "I also agree, anyway, in the end, most of the work is left to the old cat to complete." ”

"In fact, there is not much difference between you remember this history and not, in this world, information itself is eternal and immortal, from the first elementary particles born at the beginning of the Big Bang to the time when the universe entered heat death or collapse, everything that happened during this period, from the merger of galaxies to the tunneling of quantums, there has long been a pair of eyes silently watching in the dark." The old cat said.

"Whose eyes?"

"The universe itself." The old cat pointed to the top of his head, "The universe is the most faithful spectator and recorder, the earth is now gone, but if there is an observer standing ten light years away to observe the earth, then in his eyes, the earth still exists, if someone stands four billion and six billion light years away to observe the earth, then in his eyes, the earth has even just been born." ”

"Light takes information far beyond reach, and as long as you stand within the cone of light, you can see its birth, its growth, its demise, its destiny." The old cat's voice was low, it was telling a fact that was far beyond human imagination, and Mai Dong and Tang Yue were shocked.

The girl was silent for a moment, "Then we can do it for ourselves, and we don't want others to see it...... That's the only thing I can do right now, and I don't want to waste my time. ”

"And what are you going to use to record this information?" The old cat asked.

"The manuscript is recorded on the hard drive." Tang Yue came up with an idea, "How about sending them out in the form of electromagnetic waves, encoding them into numbers, and adding a self-interpretation system like the Rosetta Stone?" ”

"But the battery wave also attenuates with increasing distance."

"Didn't you say that the information itself is immortal?" Tang Yue said, "From the moment we have this idea, from the moment we start writing, from the moment we send the information, the history we have recorded has been firmly engraved on the huge hard disk of the universe, right?" ”

The old cat nodded.

"So we don't care about attenuation." Tang Yue sat down next to the old cat and glanced at Mai Dong, "What we want is just a record, as a person, from a person's point of view, from the perspective of a human being, to look at the earth and human civilization." ”

The old cat leaned back in his chair and pondered for a long time.

Finally, it nodded, spreading its hands, "Okay." ”

On January 6, 2053, the one hundred and seventy-ninth day after the disappearance of the earth, the last two remaining human beings in the universe began to review and record the history of the earth and human civilization.

Tang Yue sat at the table, prepared the pen and paper, and decided to write a prologue.

Sunlight on Mars shines through portholes.

Kunlun Station is silent.

The tip of the pen makes a "rustling" sound when it lands on the paper.

"As I write these words, I am on a planet 100 million kilometers away from my homeland, where the sun is a little smaller. It's another sunny day, but as the seasons change, the tidal movement of the atmosphere will blow strong winds again.

I am probably one of the few people in human history who can look at human beings completely beyond the region, nation, country, or even race, and in the words of a certain cat, this is the watchman.

I am different from the astronauts on the ISS, in their eyes the earth is a huge blue home, I am different from the astronauts on Apollo, in their eyes the earth is a fragile and beautiful marble, when I stand in the wilderness, the earth is just a small glowing dot to me, I was shocked for the first time by the vastness of the universe, because there are thousands of small dots that shine like the earth in my eyes.

I am the last human in the universe.

This probably gives me some kind of power equivalent to God, and I can completely put a final conclusion on certain people and things, and I will never have a chance to overturn the case from now on.

I hope I can be objective and impartial, at least in my heart, after all, there is no yardstick to measure on this uninhabited planet.

For the universe, objective justice probably doesn't matter, but for human beings, objective justice is a kind of morality, and this morality is as great as the starry sky.

It only takes a moment for a person to recognize history.

It takes a thousand years for history to recognize a person. ”