Hua Kejing originally thought that he was from the capital of the galaxy, and the message from He Xiaomin would last for a long, long time.

But that's not the case.

The historical data stored by the Forsaken communication system came to an abrupt end.

He finally finished reading the last message, which was from He Xiaomin's daily routine after his fourteenth awakening from hibernation.

It was sent on July 12, 2186 in the Earth calendar, 144 years and 7 months after the Forsaken left the solar system.

As in the past, He Xiaomin shared with him what he saw and heard after waking up, as well as the current situation of the Galaxy Capital, there is nothing special.

……

"Little music."

"I'm here."

"Why is there no message?"

Hua Kejing asked the artificial intelligence for the first time, but Xiaole did not answer directly, but provided him with an astronomical observation report.

According to reports, Forsaken observed a violent flash of gamma rays in the solar system, approximately 15 light-years away from the spacecraft.

More details suggest that this time the gamma-ray flash was extremely high, covering almost the entire solar system, and occurred just three weeks after the date of Ho's last newsletter.

"Sanitization...... Cleaning ......"

"[Miao] did it......"

"In 138 years, the Galaxy Capital flew 0.02 light-years ......"

"Covers almost the entire solar system......"

"It's too close...... It's really too close......"

Hua Kejing was stunned and incoherent.

It is difficult for him to face such a result,

He would rather He Xiaomin suddenly cut off contact with himself because he chose to embrace a new life.

But there are all kinds of signs that the Galaxy Capital must have been hit hard in this violent "flash".

And 10,000 years later, the Galactic Capital still hasn't resumed communication with the Forsaken, and the results speak for themselves.

"Why be so thorough?"

"If you don't go, the capital of the galaxy will use Jupiter as a cover, will it escape this attack......"

Hua Kejing was depressed in his heart, his eyes were dim, and he muttered to himself.

"It doesn't make sense." Xiao Le quietly replied, "From the analysis of the energy level index of the flash, there is no safe place in the entire solar system, and the plan of using planets as a cover does not hold. ”

"If nothing had happened, the Galactic Capital would have left the solar system by now, right?"

"Yes, if it were 1.5 light-years away from the Sun, the Galactic Capital might be able to escape this catastrophe."

"How nice it would be if everything went well......"

Although it is extremely slim, how Hua Kejing hopes that the people in the Star River Capital can miraculously survive.

So much so that in the lonely interstellar journey of the next hundred thousand years, every time I recall the past, Hua Kejing will mention this sentence - if everything goes well.

He even hypnotically suggested to himself that the Galaxy Capital was still there, but that he had lost communication with him, and that the survivors might have arrived at Stellar Celestial Paradise IV tens of thousands of years ago.

……

However, time will blow away the smoke clouds of history,

will bury our bodies,

The truth is always cold and cruel.

On August 2, 2186 in the Earth calendar, the capital of the galaxy was attacked in space 18921654215 kilometers from the star Sun.

He Xiaomin left this world.

Those who survived the earliest Earth events were also swept away by the gamma-ray flash that spread throughout the solar system.

From now on

Hua Kejing has become an orphan of human civilization,

Become the only human being in this vast universe who is surviving except for the male loser master.

Looking at the cold and ruthless description in the astronomical observation report, Hua Kejing once again felt a tearing pain welling up in his heart.

It hurts to the bone!

Not only because of their own loneliness and desolation, but also because of the bleak end of human civilization.

Even if he has always been as resolute as a steel plate, Hua Kejing finally couldn't control his emotions at this moment.

Without the solar system,

Without human civilization,

Without the earth,

Without the city of stars,

Like withered grass that has lost its roots,

In this vast universe,

Who else cares about themselves,

Is there any meaning to my existence?

.

.

.

He leaned back on the chaise longue and blindfolded his eyes tightly with his hands, silently, but two lines of cloudy tears rolled down.

Xiaole remained silent, quiet, and did not disturb.

Although it is just an artificial intelligence, she can understand the pain in Hua Kejing's heart.

……

Finally returning to reality from memory, Hua Kejing looked at a coil in his hand, which was the damaged part that had been replaced from the main receiving antenna.

He tightened the coil in his hand and sighed.

The main receiving antenna has been repaired, but it is still impossible to receive a message from the Galactic Capital.

First of all, because the distance is too far, and the capital of the galaxy is gone, and the people are gone.

……

The Forsaken still floated silently, shuttling in and out.

The surrounding area is full of deep cosmic space, and the boundless pure black curtain is eternal.

Right now, inside the spaceship.

A human man with a bald head, a shaver who had just been manipulated by artificial intelligence, was lying flat in a sleeping pod.

Perhaps because of the special brightness of the brain, Hua Kejing suddenly realized a little bit of helplessness in life.

It really is [busy surviving] and [rushing to die].

"It's time to sleep."

"Oh."

Xiaole's voice sounded, and Hua Kejing responded with a dull gaze.

Airplanes...... Airplanes...... Airplanes......

The dormant hatch slowly closes.

Xiao Le was silent for a moment and then continued: "In fact, your physical condition is not ideal. ”

Hua Kejing hummed again, still staring blankly.

"I'm telling you, it's not to increase your psychological burden, I just hope you can be a little mentally prepared."

"But you did add to my psychological burden."

"That's why I'm doing you a mental build."

"Preoperative psychological construction?" Hua Kejing asked rhetorically, and realized that things were not simple, and muttered in his mouth, "Just like before critical surgery, the doctor will explain to the patient, what kind of surgery you will experience, what kind of risks exist, what will be the impact after the operation, what will be the situation when you wake up from the ICU, how many tubes are inserted in your body, and the trachea is not connected to your throat......"

"That's pretty much what it means."

"Xiaole, then you must take good care of me, no matter how difficult and arduous it is, you have to rescue my old comrade at all costs......

Xiaole didn't take Hua Kejing's stubble, but just engraved more detailed information directly into Hua Kejing's thinking.

"Okay, see you in 10,000 years."

"See you in 10,000 years."

So, Hua Kejing closed his eyes in the misty sleep aid.

As a result, the lighting, temperature control, air convection and other systems of the Forsaken spacecraft were turned off again, and it became gray and cold, like a lonely meteorite.

……

Between breaths, there are ten thousand years.

Another dormant cycle is over.

Somewhere in the Milky Way, in the dark and vast depths of the universe, the Forsaken has been flying for 160,000 Earth years.

Just as expected by the artificial intelligence, this time the dormancy further exacerbated the physical failure of Huakejing.

As with the previous wake-ups, Hua Kejing did not wake up naturally as planned.

Fortunately, Xiaole, who had been prepared for a long time, had several rounds of rescue and repeated operations.

In the end, Hua Kejing's life was saved, but his eyes were blind.

……

I salute every friend who has been with me all the way, thank you for your support!