Chapter 2: Miracle Baby

Before seeing the job posting, Fang Yuan just didn't have a brain group.

The moment I saw the notice, it directly became no eyeballs.

In the title, he can't see the three-dimensional lighting [There is no return] that has been three-dimensionally brightened.

There are so many words in the subtitle, and they are only condensed into the glittering "Passing through Mars".

It's the clarion call of dreams, so wonderful.

Summer flowers are not so gorgeous, and meteors are not so romantic.

Seeing that Ling Chi's dream was executed two years ago, and there was still a chance to resurrect, Fang Yuan took the computer that the older generation used for nostalgia, clicked on the detailed rules and began to check.

Condition 1: Born after January 1, 2050, and have reached adulthood.

(This hits โˆš.) ๏ผ‰

Condition 2: Have the ability to learn and research independently of the gene-assisted brain group.

(This โˆšโˆš, isn't this a private custom clause?) Let's ask, who meets this birth condition and who hasn't even seen anything like the head of the brain group? ๏ผ‰

Condition 3: Willing to dedicate all their scientific research achievements to human exploration of the unknown universe.

(This โˆšโˆšโˆš, as long as the experimental version of the brain group is installed on the original big head, he can dedicate all his life, believe it or not!) ๏ผ‰

Yuan Datou is another nickname of Fang Yuan, and Fang Yuan prefers the nickname given to him by this classmate to Miracle Baby.

It's the ultimate compliment, praising him for having a larger brain than the average person.

It's definitely not a 2020s guy playing with the leftover homophonic stalks.

If you view this notice in the brain group, Fang Yuan will not hesitate to click on the base group qualification review.

It's a pity he didn't.

You can only manually get your resume and everything in accordance with the detailed rules of the recruitment notice, and then submit it for manual qualification review.

When submitting, an interactive box will appear asking why you should apply for this special project with no return.

Fang Yuan filled in casually - [I have a date with Mars].

From childhood to adulthood, Fang Yuan had done this kind of thing no less than eight hundred times, and the time was compressed to less than eight seconds.

Replaced by a slightly more popular recruitment, the extra eight seconds are the sound of broken dreams.

The four three-dimensional words of "There is no return" dancing vigorously in the interactive box gave him enough confidence.

Except for orphans like him who have been separated from their bodies for a long time, there shouldn't be many people who are willing to gamble the rest of their lives on Mars.

Less than eight seconds later, Fang Yuan received a confirmation reminder from the manual review side.

Look, this reaction speed, if there is more than one person who signs up for the review, he will not change his name or surname!

[The application materials have been received, I am sorry to inform you that this trip, although passing through Mars, will not land, please go through the Mars immigration plan to complete this romantic interstellar date.] ใ€‘

What's the Martian joke?

Won't land?

What a fart?

Wait a minute, he's been rejected?

Who gave him the right to kick his long-broken dreams as a ball?

Fang Yuan was angry, located the location of the recruitment notice, and directly looked for it.

Young people in these years rarely come to do things.

There is no procedure that cannot be confirmed remotely by the gene-assisted brain group.

Two hours later, Fang Yuan arrived on the other side of the world, an office building with more than 300 floors and a height of more than 1,500 meters.

In 2070, thanks to the development of space technology, the Earth has achieved a one-hour global reach.

The shortest distance between any two points on the globe will not exceed half a turn.

The time it takes for a low-Earth orbit spacecraft to orbit the Earth is 1.5 hours.

1.5 hours รท2=45 minutes, which is the average time.

If you happen to be traveling in the direction of the earth's rotation, the point-to-point delivery time can be shortened to 30 minutes.

The reason why Fang Yuan spent two hours, in addition to the acceleration and deceleration time required to leave and re-enter the atmosphere, was mainly used to clean himself up like a dog.

After all, he had two years and didn't remember much to take a shower.

The lobby on the first floor looks like it is more than 50 meters, and the huge space is empty.

"Drok, the commercial space agency janitor robot failed to identify the base group information of the visitor, please see the operation of the gene-assisted brain group."

I'm a big head group for you, base group!

The original big head is not powerful, you really think I am the wrong big head?

Fang Yuan couldn't stand the fact that others were talking to him about the base group.

Not even robots.

He walked inside without hesitation, and soon alarmed a large wave of janitor robots.

There was a stalemate for a few moments before a staff member came out.

Without waiting for others to speak, Fang Yuan preemptively asked, "Since they all passed through Mars?" Why don't you land again? โ€

This is clueless, and the staff who was asked looked confused: "I'm sorry, the commercial space agency, has not opened Mars tourism yet." Each batch of Martian immigrants is selected by the Mars Immigration Program, and the specific immigration conditions can be viewed at the Human Space Immigration Bureau. โ€

"What a fart charter." Fang Yuan was stung again, "A family must have at least three children before one of them can be eligible to immigrate to Mars. It's 2070, don't say I'm fatherless and motherless, even if I do, whose parents still have children one after another? โ€

[It turned out to be an orphan!] No wonder it's so ......]

The staff adjusted and responded in as patient a tone as possible: "If you have questions about the Mars immigration program, I suggest you go to the Human Space Immigration Agency." โ€

Seeing that the staff didn't eat oil and salt, Fang Yuan took out an application form from his pocket and handed it over.

The staff took a look at the paper antique: "Oh, you want to participate in this special project that was just released?" This is relatively simple, and if you have any questions, you can submit them in the direct brain group. โ€

"If I had a brain group, would I come back this time?"

On weekdays, Fang Yuan was not so irritable, it was really this staff member who stepped on his pain points in every word.

"Didn't you?"

The staff looked Fang Yuan up and down, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like he hadn't caught up with the age of the Pratt & Whitney version of the brain group.

After thinking about it, just now, the doorman robot didn't know how to further process it and trigger the artificial alarm because it didn't find the brain group and any other electronic identification information on the visitor.

To figure out why the doorman robot is confused, the staff explained loudly: "This recruitment is a bit special, we don't accept applications from people who don't have a brain group." โ€

"Could you please tell me, in the announcement you sent, which one says that you can't apply without a brain group?"

"That's right, our recruitment was originally released in a targeted manner in the qualified brain group."

The staff took the paper that Fang Yuan brought over, flipped through it, and said in confusion: "It stands to reason that you shouldn't have received this notice." โ€

Seeing that the staff didn't mean to be deliberately perfunctory, Fang Yuan also straightened his attitude: "The big sister who is beautiful and beautiful, there is only one of me in total, so I will be accommodating." โ€

"You don't have a brain group and you probably don't know that two hours after the notice was released, more than 10,000 people have signed up through the brain group. There are also more than 1,000 people who are eligible for the primary selection of the base group. โ€

This time, it was Fang Yuan's turn to be shocked: "How is it possible? How can so many people die in order to go to Mars? โ€

"At the beginning, there were very few people who signed up, but half an hour after the announcement was released, the base group encyclopedia had already analyzed that the old man who wanted to accompany him was the founder of the Martian immigration plan."

Speaking of this, Fang Yuan's attitude couldn't be better: "Old man Liang? โ€

The staff glanced at Fang Yuan, and was a little dissatisfied with the disrespect revealed in his tone: "I suggest that you call the chief designer Liang Lao." โ€

"I don't care if Liang Lao or Lao Liang is, you just tell me, since they all passed through Mars, why didn't they land?"

"That's right, because the Martian immigration law stipulates that anyone who lands on Mars cannot leave within ten years. The chief designer is no exception to this. โ€

Seeing the staff's law-abiding posture, Fang Yuan calmed down again.

Yes, what Mars lacks most is population.

Anyone, as long as they land on Mars, has to be on it and dedicate ten years of breath.

You can get it for nothing, and the colorless and odorless Martian energy block is full for life.

You can lie flat and camp everywhere in the Martian human gathering area with constant temperature and humidity.

This is the Mars of official propaganda, and it sounds like you can do whatever you want as long as you don't kill people or slander Mars.

"So why do you have to write about a journey through Mars? If you hadn't written, I wouldn't have come here. โ€

Fang Yuan was a little unwilling.

"Because Liang Lao wants to see it with his own eyes at the Mars relay station."

The Mars relay station is on the top of Wanhu Square, about 3,000 meters above the Martian ground, a bit like the embassy of the Earth and the Moon on Mars.

"Don't you always claim that no one, under any circumstances, can get the privilege of going to Mars? Why did this arrange a special trip for Old Man Liang? โ€

Fang Yuan hated privilege very much, because he didn't have it himself.

When he was young, in order to go to the moon to implant his brain group, he did not hesitate to use his most hated [miracle baby] identity to be coquettish and cute in front of the leaders who came to condole, and asked for special affairs.

That was the first year he remembers, and the only year he can remember receiving condolences from his leaders.

The staff didn't really want to deal with Fang Yuan, so they directly repeated the previous words: "If you have any questions about the Mars immigration plan, I suggest you go to the Human Space Immigration Bureau." โ€

Fang Yuan would not change himself because of the attitude of the staff: "Please answer my question positively, why does Old Man Liang have privileges?" โ€

"To be precise, it's not a privilege, it's a scientific journey to explore the galaxy, and Mars is just a relay station for energy supplies. After leaving Mars, the starship will fly away from the solar system and head to the unknown shore. โ€

"A scientific journey, huh? Then no problem, I have ancestral scientific research ability, and I meet all the application conditions, there is no reason for you not to pass my qualification review. โ€

As he spoke, Fang Yuan handed over the paper version of the application to the staff.

The grassroots workers in the 2070s, because they rarely see living people coming to their homes to do business, have a much better attitude than those who were busy 50 years ago.

Seeing that Fang Yuan had to ask for an explanation, he gave up, so he had to point to the first item in the application conditions and respond positively: "You don't meet the age for recruitment." โ€

"What's wrong? I was born on February 22, 2050. โ€

Fang Yuan presented a rare paper version of his identification.

At this time, the staff was directly puzzled: "Then why don't you have a brain group?" โ€

"Then I suggest you look up the history of the Day of Mourning for the Space Disaster."

The staff reacted for a long time, with the help of the analysis of the brain group, combined with Fang Yuan's statement that he had no parents and ancestral scientific research ability, and finally asked in disbelief: "So, you are the child left by Academician Dai Bingyan, the miracle baby back then?" โ€

Because he didn't have a brain group, Fang Yuan lost a lot, but he also had more privacy than his peers.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to expose it, there is almost no such person on the earth.