Chapter 775: Distant Immigrants

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Proxima Centauri b, which is 4.2 light-years away from Earth, welcomed a group of unexpected guests.

"Nuwa's" interstellar spacecraft.

This is an interstellar immigration ship set sail by the earth civilization 25 years ago. It is powered by nuclear fusion and is 38 meters long. Its maximum sailing speed is one-sixth of the speed of light.

This speed has reached the conventional level of interstellar civilization, even for atomic civilization, or even higher micron civilization, most of the time the spaceships are only this fast.

If you are not in a hurry, maintaining this speed is the most cost-effective choice, which is called energy-saving speed.

However, how can the earth civilization not be in a hurry, it is simply too late!

This is already the fastest manned spacecraft in the history of human beings, which has been built with great difficulty by the China Kunlun Project.

Carrying the greatest dream of all astronauts, interstellar colonization.

When the whole ship set off, there were only four people, two men and two women, carrying the gene pool of the earth species, and were permanently 'assigned' to Proxima b.

Whether it's because of the mission or the fuel, it doesn't support their return.

The design of the spaceship is also very rough, with a slender shape, it is extremely unsuitable for steering, and the propellers on both sides are scarce, so it is destined to not have the ability to change direction flexibly.

Accelerate, accelerate, accelerate! Reaching one-sixth of the speed of light, this is the original intention of designing it.

Communication still relies on electromagnetic waves. When I first left, I was still able to contact the earth, but now I basically gave up, and I have become a wanderer who has completely lost contact.

There is no need to talk about mining and collection capabilities, scanning and exploration capabilities, and even combat capabilities, all of which are sacrificed.

In order to reach Proxima Centauri b in 2045, scientists gave up too many things, all just to "send people as soon as possible".

"Old Peng, leave the landing to me and Mo Yun." A young astronaut helped the old astronaut to the seat, and said with vigor and vitality.

However, the astronaut named Peng Lao didn't give any reply. Looking carefully, his face was pale and his body was severely dehydrated. It turned out to be a mummy that had been dead for many years!

"You are already in your eighties, so it's time for us young people to be alone,

Don't worry about me, don't you worry about Mo Yun? "Liu Zhuri tried his best to persuade, if he was not talking to the mummy, the scene in front of him seemed to be a grandson acting like a baby with his grandfather.

"Yes, yes, you are right...you have the elixir, you are not old..." Liu Zhuri said to himself, with a helpless expression on his face, and helped another elderly female astronaut to hold her Secured to the seat.

At this time, the door of the rear cabin opened, and a white woman with short hair was suspended in the air, her legs kicked back slightly, and she glided gracefully like a fish.

Without saying a word, she sat down in her seat silently.

"The deceleration is complete, ready to land." The woman's voice is as clear as a spring.

Liu Zhuri sighed and said: "Okay! Mo Yun, let us witness with grandparents, the first interstellar landing in human history!"

Voyage mission, the purpose is to emigrate.

In the entire mission, under the conditions of immature technology and short time, they did not consider their return flight at all. Coupled with the long voyage time, limited personnel capacity, and problems such as birth, old age, illness and death, it was finally decided to adopt a combination of old and young.

Two astronauts in their fifties who had taken longevity medicine, plus two volunteer children in their twelfth and thirteen years old with an aerospace background, were all members of this mission.

The latter was brought purely for the sake of having young people in the immigration base.

Liu Zhuri is the child of Liu Tengkong who stayed on the earth. As the meritorious son of the victim of the previous plan to mend the sky, at Liu Tengkong's request, he secretly joined the project. He can be called the "second generation of heaven".

And the other child, named Mo Yun, although her hair and pupils are black, but her skin is fair, her facial features are profound, and she is of Greek origin in terms of blood, without any oriental blood.

But the name is Mo Yun, and whether it is education or cultural influence, he is completely Chinese.

As for how they were selected, no one on the entire ship knew, and the origin was quite mysterious.

But anyway, on this ship, that is a family.

Two veteran astronauts raised two children for long years, much longer than their biological parents.

In addition, this task itself is to tie their fate together completely, and the relationship between the four can be said to be closer than relatives.

Unfortunately, just two years ago, two senior astronauts passed away.

Peng Lao and another female astronaut were bombarded by a sudden gamma ray burst during a routine external inspection.

After the two were rescued and came back, they almost lost half their lives.

Soon after, his lungs became fibrotic and his genes collapsed. Even though Mo Yuntian was a genius, he continued his life with the barren conditions in the spaceship.

They also died of illness two years ago.

This arduous task completely fell on the shoulders of Liu Zhuri and Mo Yun.

"The deceleration is complete!"

"Nuwa's family has been captured by Proxima b and entered the orbit of the satellite."

"Optical sensor information collection, planet surface environment imaging..."

On the brown land, there are deserts and hills everywhere, and the overwhelming dust storm sweeps all directions.

Desolate, arid, it looks like a different color of Mars.

Through the elemental analyzer, it can be known that the atmosphere concentration of this planet is very high, mainly hydrogen, helium and carbon dioxide.

The average temperature is around zero degrees, which is actually very suitable for the existence of liquid water, but unfortunately, this planet has no water at all...

Proxima Centauri is a red dwarf star with low illuminance, but it cannot keep planet b close to it, and its temperature is very suitable for people on earth.

Generally speaking, this is a weakly habitable star, as long as there is a recyclable immigration base, human beings can survive here.

At least there is no magma soaring into the sky, acid rain, poisonous gas, lightning and thunder, and air pressure explosion.

The surface of the planet can be regarded as a threat, that is, the dust storm at the level of 100 meters.

"Buzz!"

Nuwa's spaceship landed steadily on an open plain.

"Twenty-five years later, we're finally here."

"Mr. Peng, have you seen it?"

"Edit a radio signal to inform the motherland that we, on behalf of all mankind, have safely arrived at Proxima b. This is the first time humans have set foot on land outside the solar system."

Liu Zhuri's voice was full of vicissitudes and excitement, and tears even flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The voyage was too long, and the journey was even more difficult and dangerous.

Twenty-five years is definitely not a short time to live and grow in this cramped spaceship environment. I can't see the starry sky outside, can't shine the sun, and can't see more people.

Two senior astronauts are unbearable, so how about two children?

During the first two years of sailing, Liu Zhuri changed from a very sensible, intelligent and considerate child to a rebellious and irritable boy, who was almost driven crazy by the depression in the spaceship.

At that time, the spacecraft was still passing through the Oort cloud, and there was a threat of comet impact every moment. Under the terrible pressure of living in fear all day long, the comet damaged the spacecraft, and urgently needed repairs, they thought they were dead for a few times.

Liu Zhuri, who was only 14 or 15 years old at the time, clamored every day to go back, to return to the voyage.

The atmosphere inside the spacecraft can be described as extremely bad.

At the most critical time, Mr. Peng even planned to abandon the two children into space... because the collector outside the spacecraft was smashed, which meant that they could not obtain materials from the comet water.

And this will lead to problems with the energy supply of the oxygen generator and the water circulation system, and the inventory will also leak.

In that case, if you want to ensure the survival of the people on board for twenty-five years, you must either use the reserve energy reserved for deceleration, or reduce consumption!

The deceleration energy must not be diverted. This is Mr. Peng's stubbornness. His duty is to send people to their destinations. As for whether they are two old people or young people...it doesn't matter.

Since the deceleration energy cannot be moved, the only thing left to do is to reduce consumption... The best way is to abandon the two children who are completely dragging their feet on the boat.

But in the end, Peng Lao and another female astronaut did not do this, but adopted strict oxygen and drinking water distribution.

The two of them inhale a certain amount of oxygen every day, and they are in a semi-suffocated state all year round. They only inhale a little more when they need to use their brains a lot.

Drinking water is also measured in grams and allocated to the extent that the thirsty will not die.

There is no doubt that although he cannot die, this kind of life day after day is extremely painful.

They were in this state for ten years!

Finally, using these ten years, they successfully repaired the collector.

But crises followed one after another. During the voyage, they encountered a gamma ray burst.

In the end, the two astronauts still died on the road and failed to witness this historic moment with their own eyes.

Recalling the rebellion when he was young and the teachings Peng Lao taught him during his lifetime, Liu Zhuri was very painful.

"It's meaningless to issue a congratulatory message. The earth won't be able to receive it. Don't waste energy." Mo Yun was processing some data quickly with both hands.

"If the earth can't receive it, we have to send it. It only consumes a little electricity. This is a symbolic meaning. Yes, it is sent to Mr. Peng. Do you understand?" Liu Zhuri said with red eyes.

Mo Yun grinned and said, "I can understand, but what I want to say is...you have already suffered from serious mental illness."

"...You, don't you miss Mr. Peng? I'm not mentally ill, I just miss that old man. I feel that I'm normal, and I do my usual work well..." Liu Zhuri babbled.

Mo Yun turned his head, looked at the elders on the seat behind with nostalgia, and said softly: "I miss them, but I don't talk to dead people."

"You are too calm, Mo Yun, you will be lonely like this." Liu Zhuri looked at him and said.

"I'm not alone. Your feelings come from your negativity and confusion. But I live a fulfilling life, and mathematics makes me happy." Mo Yun showed a standardized smile.

That smile is beautiful, perfectly in line with the golden ratio, symmetrical, delicate and ingenious.

But watching Liu Zhui day shuddered, his pupils trembled, and his hands went crazy.

"I think you are crazy! You know math math math math all day long..."

Mo Yun actually approved it very much: "You are right, it may be me who went crazy, after all, mental illness is relative to the majority."

"There are only you and me in the spaceship, and my opinion only represents 50%...so we...are actually each other's lunatics."

The dark universe is eternal, lonely, dead, and vast... The two teenagers grew up in this long-term, depressive, threatening living environment that required careful calculation. No matter how rebellious and irritable he is, he will soon be forced to mature and steady.

Up to now, Liu Zhuri and Mo Yun are both thirty-two years old.

Their unique growth experience has made them top technological elites at a young age. Especially Mo Yun, as early as when she was sixteen years old, she had already learned all the courses. After there was no knowledge to learn on the spaceship, she could only make math puzzles for herself, and then solve them by herself, and use them by the way. With the limited materials on the spaceship, make some inventions.

Her life is so monotonous and unpretentious.

But with the death of the two elders, the extreme loneliness erodes them, and their respective psychology leads to different adaptation methods.

Liu Zhuri almost turned the elder into a fantasy partner. In his eyes, the elder was almost alive and could chat with him.

Mo Yun is immersed in mathematics. After all, this is the only thing that can be studied continuously under the existing conditions. It happens to be the cornerstone of science. The more you study, the more you can't stop.

She herself also possesses a world-shattering talent, and her mathematical attainments at this moment are no longer so profound.

"Mo Yun! Can you speak human language, the kind of language that comes from the simple emotions of human beings? Really, I haven't been here for a long time!"

"Get lost!" Mo Yun glared at him with a heavy and forceful tone.

Liu Zhuri was taken aback, and quickly said: "If you don't say it, then don't say it, why are you yelling so loudly?"

However, Mo Yun said seriously: "As you wish, this word is full of humanity."

"This..." Liu Zhuri completely gave up on in-depth communication with Mo Yun, they are not the same kind of people at all.

While the two were chatting, they were also doing business. Mo Yun quickly said: "The gamma radiation content in the outside world is seriously exceeding the standard. Proxima Centauri and the Earth are both on the eruption path of the Betelgeuse gamma ray burst. The gamma ray burst we encountered on the way The horse ray is headed towards the earth."

"Now that we have reached Proxima b, the gamma-ray burst has probably reached Earth."

After listening to the radiation content data reported by Mo Yun every day, Liu felt as if his heart had fallen into an ice cave.

"So...humanity has been destroyed..." Liu Zhuri's eyes turned red.

Mo Yun searched for some kind of signal and said, "It's not that fast. Gamma-ray bursts are weakened by the earth's magnetic field and atmosphere. If they hide underground, human beings can continue for a long time."

"What's more, everything is possible in twenty-five years. Maybe the earth has found a way to resist the impact of gamma-ray bursts."

Liu Zhuri vigorously waved his fist and said, "Regardless of whether the earth can survive this catastrophe or not, we must complete our mission."

"Establish an immigration base as soon as possible. The civilization has already taken into account that Proxima Centauri suffered a gamma-ray burst first, and launched the 'Fuxi' interstellar unmanned transport ship in advance."

"The materials and facilities needed for the base are all there, enough for us to build a base that can live under gamma rays."

They are not the first batch of spaceships to come to Proxima b, Nuwa's is the second phase of the project. In fact, in the ten years before departure, the country has launched a large number of interstellar spacecraft, known as the "Fuxi series".

Make various materials, materials, and facilities into modules, and launch them first. Those "Fuxi" transport ships will automatically slow down, complete their orbits, and become satellites of Proxima b, airdropping materials to the planet.

In the end, as long as the people in the "Nuwa Clan" find one, they can build a base.

Of course, because the distance is too far, and there is no help from the ground command center, the calculation of predicting 25 years has a very high error rate, and there are many accidents in the middle.

So it is most likely to crash directly into a star or a planet, or even go to deep space forever...

So in order to ensure the success, the entire first phase of the project launched twelve "Fuxi" ships, using the number to increase the fault tolerance rate.

As long as one ship successfully lands, the mission of 'Nuwa's' can be completed.

However……

"Can't detect any... Fuxi's."

"Approximately, all of them hit Proxima Centauri and were engulfed in a sea of ​​flames."

Mo Yun's words made Liu Zhuri despair.

Too bad luck, the entire army of the twelve Fuxis was wiped out?

Only their lonely Nuwa clan is left on this alien planet?

Without Fuxi's supplies, what would they use to build an immigration base?

No, there is another way, that is to dismantle the Nuwa's spaceship... Its own materials and equipment are enough to build a recyclable immigration base.

But without the cloning equipment in Fuxi's warehouse, we can only rely on the most primitive reproduction.

"Is there no way out... Then, let's dismantle the spaceship."

Liu Zhuri looked at Mo Yun, and his tone was full of mission: "Mo Yun, from now on, we are the last kindling of mankind. You and I are Nuwa Fuxi in the new world. On this planet, we will continue the human race."

"Hehe." Mo Yun showed a very standard smile: "I don't need such a stupid Fuxi like you."

"What are you talking about? This is our task!" Liu Zhuri said in a daze.

Of course they are very clear about the existence of Gamma Doomsday. Their mission here is to continue the fire of human civilization, which is one of the plans of mankind to fight against the end of Gamma.

That's why they didn't care about it, and sent them when the technology was not yet mature.

With controllable nuclear fusion, it is obviously possible to polish the supporting technology and make the immigration plan more secure. But the time was running out. Under such conditions, Nuwa's spaceship set off hastily, demanding that the construction of the immigration base must be completed before 2045.

And even then, it was too late.

The Nuwa's plan is mainly to complete the goals of the Star Alliance.

As long as the base of Proxima Centauri b is completed, and the two of them complete the multiplication of the race, it means that human beings can cross the interstellar multiplication of races and meet the minimum standards for joining the Star Alliance.

But now that the gamma ray burst has arrived, they have just arrived at Proxima b.

It’s easy to build a base, just dismantle the spaceship, but what about having a baby? They need to produce at least one healthy offspring to meet the target.

There was not enough time, and the earth may be in dire straits.

If Mo Yun does not cooperate, then mankind will perish...

Liu Zhuri scratched his head and said, "Mo Yun, I know it's hard for you to accept it. We grew up together as brothers and sisters... It's also hard for me to accept it, but this is our mission to set foot on the stars."

"Fuxi and Nuwa in mythology are also brothers and sisters, but it was the two of them who created human beings."

Mo Yun smiled mysteriously: "Nuwa never needed Fuxi to create a human being out of clay, all she needed was clay."

"Eh? That's a myth, how did mud make a man!" Liu Zhuri was at a loss.

Mo Yun turned around, entered his cabin and took out his accumulated inventions over the years.

"The human body is nothing but a mass of carbohydrates, and all the elements it needs are found in muddy water."

"Kneading soil to create a human is nothing more than changing the combination of elements, turning the mixture of carbohydrates into carbohydrates, plus some other elements that are present in the soil."

Liu Zhuri was stunned: "You said you want to change the combination of elements! If you want to convert directly from carbohydrates, this breaks away from the general chemical reaction and enters the level of tampering with the arrangement of atoms."

"We haven't even reached the peak of nanotechnology, so how dare we dream about the technology of the atomic age!"

Mo Yun showed his various small inventions in the past ten years, or new materials, strange parts, or simply improved original equipment of the spacecraft.

At first glance, these things are just irrelevant gizmos.

Most of the technical content is in the early stage of nanotechnology, and a few involve the heyday of nanotechnology, and there is not even a peak.

But Mo Yun confidently dragged these 'grocery goods' to the industrial cabin, and enthusiastically began to modify the spacecraft's original nano-printer and polymer synthesis furnace.

Judging by her posture, it seems that she intends to transform the biological printer of the atomic age.

"Wait a minute, you won't be able to join the Star Alliance like this. Even if you do it, you'll just create a vegetative person without wisdom." Liu Zhuri said hastily.

But Mo Yun continued to make it on his own: "There is no need to create a complete human being. What I really want is an 'artificial womb' that can replace me, so that we can clone people in the gene pool at will."

"Come on, quickly help me disassemble the engine of the spaceship. It's hard for me to figure out how to use simple materials to achieve atomic control."

When Liu Zhuri saw her coming, he said frantically, "Are you really crazy? If there were an atomic production line, the country would have directly created sky-screen fortifications, which would easily be able to resist gamma-ray bursts!"

"In the end, in order not to have children, you actually invented atomic technology?"

Mo Yun ignored him and concentrated on reforming.

"Forget it, it's up to you, it's too late anyway."

Liu Zhuri looked out of the porthole, the dark universe was empty and deserted.

The plan to rely on the help of aliens is too late in time. Even if Mo Yun uses machines to replace births, it will take time to create a child, and it will take a month, right?

As expected, the earth has already begun to be bombarded. I don't know if the earth itself has thought of a way to crack it in the past 25 years.

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