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Chapter 152 The handover of power

The predictive ability of new civilization history...

Zhang Yuan's heart hopped heavily, and he quickly understood what Senior Brother Zhao meant, and even felt a faint sense of fear of being manipulated.

After a long time, he sighed sadly: "So, the highest leader must absolutely obey calculations and not have too much selfishness, right?"

"Private? There is no need to worry too much about that kind of thing." Senior Brother Zhao smiled: "You have to know that there are often more than one person who knows how to calculate, and there are some differences between them, but the overall goal is still the same."

"On the spacecraft of Earth Age, the hidden strength of our entire New Civilization School is actually very powerful. There are many silent forces that do not make a sound at the conference, because there is no such need... Our goal is not something that can be achieved in one or two years, but a thousand years, ten thousand years!"

Zhang Yuan stopped talking, just focused on the repair work at his hands.

It took about three hours before he finished the whole work. After picking up the tools, he felt a little tired.

"A total of 3 small problems have been found and have been solved."

"My side is OK, there is no big problem."

Senior Brother Zhao suddenly suggested: "Let's go out and see the stars over there."

"The injection outlet of the nuclear engine?" Zhang Yuan licked his lips. He had long heard of this very exciting and picture-filmed observation location.

"Just treat it as a maintenance, it should be fine."

"Okay!" Zhang Yuan agreed readily.

The two carefully entered a large circular pipe and walked forward more than 300 meters away. In front was the ion jet outlet of the nuclear engine, and a small amount of metal was burned with naked eyes.

A brilliant and pure starry sky can be seen at the front.

Zhang Yuan tied the rope in the space suit to the nearby safety bolt and quietly squatted at the jet port. The diameter of this exit is more than five meters, but it is only one of more than ten engines of the Earth Age, which shows the size and majesty of the entire spacecraft.

However, such a huge spacecraft is just a drop in the ocean. It is moving at a speed of seven-thousandths of light. In the wide universe, it is no different from a snail crawling, and it does not feel any movement at all.

Senior Brother Zhao sat next to him, staring quietly in a daze, saying nothing.

The starry sky here is purer than the observatory and has no obstruction.

Stars after starry sky dotted on the dark curtain, like sacred and solemn mathematical structures.

He sighed softly, looked into the distance, and a heart was immersed in it...

At this moment, Zhang Yuan seemed to have an enlightenment in the dark. Everything was moving constantly, from atoms to stars, from individuals to civilization, these endless movements were dominated by the laws of nature, and there was never any exception.

Only the law that governs movement is static and unchanging.

Zhang Yuan suddenly developed a sense of eagerness to jump out of the jet mouth to embrace this eternal eternity.

A "click" sound came from the headphones. Senior Brother Zhao lit up the lights on the space suit and pulled him back to reality.

"Old Zhang, our teacher, Academician Ding, may not see the sun in the future."

"Why?" Zhang Yuan suddenly became nervous.

Senior Brother Zhao seemed to hear his doubts, shook his head, and said, "You know, the old captain is in poor health and the medical test is not very good... He doesn't want to force his lifespan to extend his life through hibernation, so after waking up this time, he will not hibernate again."

"The next heir to the captain is Professor Lin Fangzheng of the Science Council and the proposer of the social public maintenance system. You should have come into contact with it, right?"

Zhang Yuan nodded. He was a very gentle and knowledgeable middle-aged man.

"The next term should be Academician Ding. In fact, there are not so many candidates for the captain. You must have a technical background and understand some management."

"Then it's our generation... the future voyage is still two thousand years!"

The stars are shining, and Zhang Yuan understood what Senior Brother Zhao means.

Humans are fragile creatures, and there will always be people who wither in this sea of ​​stars...

He was stunned for a while.

It's strange that a thousand years passed in a mess, as if nothing had changed.

Looking at this starry sky, he even had a strange illusion.

The times were still their original times. He just said goodbye to Han Ziyue and promised to remember her existence in the future...

The turbulence problem was solved just now using the differentiable network.

I was just accepting congratulations from my colleagues.

I just arrived at Europa...

As a result, everything was over. Even the earth's civilization had entered the trap of mediocrity.

It seems like traveling through time.

However, time still brought a lot of changes. The little gift Han Ziyue gave him, the specimen of the lily, has gradually withered, and even the sketches on it are a little blurred.

Many people, including the old captain, are inevitably accelerating their aging, and the spacecraft is inevitably depreciating.

If you stroke the surface of the spacecraft with your fingers, you will find that the originally smooth appearance has become quite rough, as if it has been ground with sandpaper.

Although the universe is empty, there are also a small number of particles. It is these small number of particles that have been hit by the appearance of the spacecraft after a thousand years and years of blows.

Senior Brother Zhao smiled: "Okay, don't be sad. The cycle of life is the truth of the universe. Death is the ultimate focus."

"Next, everyone's mission has become heavier. I don't know when it will be my turn to be the captain."

"But, the psychological pressure suddenly became much greater, which made people a little uncomfortable."

Senior Brother Zhao was a little incoherent for no reason, and he was speechless. He seemed to have noticed his disobedience and suddenly turned his head and said, "You must also be mentally prepared as soon as possible and take more responsibilities. Well... I should be able to see the sun in the future, I am quite lucky."

"Me?" Zhang Yuan was stunned: "I am only a sixteenth position."

"How many level 16 are as young as you? You are already a middle-level and high-level leader in the pyramid."

"And, you voted for it, didn't you?"

Zhang Yuan nodded.

"How many people are truly obeying calculations?"

"It doesn't matter, you have two thousand years of preparation time to learn more. Our task may be heavier, responsible for the restart of a civilization... Maybe we will meet the indigenous residents of Glitzer 581?"

After saying this, Senior Brother Zhao slowly shrank the rope back.

"Aboriginal, alien?"

Zhang Yuan recalled that he had seen such a news that scientists of Earth civilization had drilled through the ice layer of hundreds of kilometers on the surface of Europa.

Below the thick ice layer, humans discovered the existence of a complex organic matter.

These complex organic matter are completely different from those on the earth. They can exist stably in ultra-high pressure environments, but are difficult to preserve for a long time under low pressure environments.

Scientists can't even define whether they are just proteins or real organisms...
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