Chapter 115: The Water Flows Eastward
The garden under the mountain has been ruined. Fossey led the group to the botanical garden, plucking the top fruits from the fallen seedlings, broken stems, and washed by the mud. People gathered them together, and there were only two of them per person. He distributed them.
Kuafu went to chase the sun, but no one chased Kuafu, and he couldn't catch up with him. Fosse thought that if his father had been there, he would not have been able to reach even one and a half of these fruits.
The original moon people include Fuxi, Nuwa, Yamada, Dalena, Rulai, and Guimei. The new humans on the earth have Gonggong, Houyi, Jiang Ziya, Daji, and Nezha.
Eating these fruits alone could not cure hunger, and these people found a lot of dried fish in the potholes in the ground, the largest one was a foot long, and the small one was only two inches.
These are real dried fish, and they are splashed out along with the water in the Tarim Sea. Most of the fish went back to the sea with the flood, and a small number of fish were stranded in these shallow pits, and after the water was dried up by the moon's tail flames, these fish remained in the sun and became the first food for the Fauci people.
Yelu Zhousheng and the sisters He Jing, Watson, and Shangguan had no news at all, they disappeared from the sight of these people, and there was no clue to find them.
Fauci and the others waited on the ruins for another two days, and it was time to finally make a decision, they couldn't stay here all the time, the dried fish in the neighborhood had been cleaned, and there was no water at all.
People looked at Fosse, who had always been in charge of the garden. He looked eastward and said to them, "Let us go east, for there is the sea on the east."
Most people agreed that he was going west. When he said this, he glanced at Gui Mei with his eyes, and in Gui Mei's eyes he saw surprise and reluctance, but there was no attachment. Maybe Rulai was just talking at first, but this time he made up his mind.
So the team was divided into two groups, and Rulai followed the direction of Kuafu and went west over the green mountains. And Fauci led the men on a long journey.
The equipment in the laboratory and in the garden has little value to take away.
The slightly bulky power generation equipment, mining equipment, and various vehicles parked on the ground were smashed apart by the boulders thrown by the huge waves, and the electricity had long since stopped.
Those small, delicate stamen-shaped chips are now scattered on the ground and in the mud and sand, shimmering in the sun.
The carriers of recorded knowledge have always been designed to be more and more portable, more and more space-saving, and more and more retrievable and accessible. But it is also increasingly fragile. When disaster strikes, when the equipment that interprets them breaks, no one knows what they record.
Fauci took only two things: two printouts from the corner of the Earth Laboratory:
Part of it is the generation process and function of the human body's meridians sorted out by Hejing.
The other part is the learning experience that Elder Hua sent to Yelu Zhousheng before his death, and Yelu Zhousheng has not had time to read them carefully when he prints them out.
They were covered in a layer of dust, and Fauci carefully packed them in bags, the only tangible thing they could take with them the knowledge they had, and the rest with their brains.
The other thing was a lens that Fauci had removed from the microscope of the Earth Laboratory, which was a souvenir.
The group set off.
The sky was no longer the lead-gray sky they were accustomed to, but now it was rich and colorful, including feelings, sometimes clear skies, sometimes thunderstorms, and howling winds. Rinse the clothes of these people and dry them slowly.
Some people begin to miss the original sky, which is gray but always so mild, almost forming a constant temperature zone in the vast area by the Tarim Sea.
At that time, people could see still water vapor on the surface of the sea, and plants with unshakable branches and leaves in the garden. And now, the forest in the distance is tumbling in layers of huge waves under the strong wind, making a tsunami-like sound.
As they walked east, they came across a desert that had been traced by an autominer while repairing the moon, and the hard rock had turned into a fine, almost life-sized strip of sand.
The Tarim Sea carried a lot of decay as it passed through the area, and some small grasses had sprouted on the sand. When it was dark, the group found a leeward place in the desert to shelter, and people gathered around Fuxi, Gonggong and Hou Yi and others served as guards.
In the past, the night was long, but there were bright lights. The night was short, but there was nothing. It was soon dawn, and the people continued to walk eastward.
On the way, Houyi shot two hares in the woods, and Fusse told him to look for them again, and asked others to pick up the dry branches and pile them together.
Then, under the gaze of the new humans on Earth, he took out the lens that had been removed from the microscope and held it between the firewood and the sunlight, and in a few moments, the pile of firewood emitted green smoke.
Hou Yi's archery skills are derived from his characteristic genes, those hares do not want to escape as long as they are within his range, and people eat fragrant barbecue meat, and laughter is heard by the campfire.
After they had eaten their fill, they once again remembered Yelu Zhousheng and these people, some guessed that they were going west, some guessed that they were going south, and Fuxi, who had been following the great leader, were silent, and they did not think badly.
Jiang Ziya secretly took out the round mirror he had been carrying, and also tried to take it to the sunlight to make a fire, but no, it could only cast a shadow.
After a month's walk, Fauci and his team met a group of more than 100 people on the way. They are the inhabitants of the moon who travel to the southeastern region of the Chinese mainland with their homeland plots.
They were in rags, their trousers were covered with dried mud, most of them were on sticks, their faces were swollen, some were limping, some had no shoes on their feet.
Someone recognized Fosse, who was very well-known among the moonmen, and the chances of two people meeting on such a vast surface were as small as if it were destiny.
They told Fosse that the men had come step by step from the plains. A month ago, a sudden flood from the sea swept across the plain, and the waves were like a hill, washing away the lunar inhabitants who were vacationing there like dust, and they were the only survivors.
When they said that they were going west to the Earth Laboratory to find the leader of Yelu Zhousheng, Fosse said, "The leaders are no longer there. The people were silent for a while, and they all chose the direction in which they were going in Fosse, for there was water in the east.
Although these people have only just finished their nightmare about water, everyone knows that they can't do without it.
Now that their ranks had grown considerably, they unanimously elected Fosse as their new leader and took them with them.