Wang Zhiyuan is an ordinary worker at the lunar base. He stares blankly at the wall with a dull expression. On earth, he was a senior engineer of a multinational company at a young age and had a bright future. However, on the moon where there are so many talents, he only
Just an ordinary skilled worker.
Now, he is sitting in his room. In front of him is a small square iron table with a bottle of Laobaigan on it. Although it is not a famous wine, it is his favorite drink. Perhaps, this is also the last bottle in the entire human world.
Lao Bai, let’s do it.
When he landed on the moon, everyone was allowed to bring five kilograms of personal belongings. He was a heavy drinker, so he brought four kilograms of liquor.
And these four kilograms of wine have not been touched for a whole year. In his words, "drink without working, and work without drinking." He spent all his energy on work, preparing to survive these few years and return.
Bless the earth.
However, everything came to nothing. In just a few days, most of the wine was drunk, and only the last bottle was left... This is drinking to relieve sorrow!
However, he drank to relieve his sorrow and his sorrow became even worse. Looking at the photo in his hand, the smiles of his wife and daughter were as clear as if they had just seen them yesterday. Wang Zhiyuan felt a pain in his heart and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.
He picked up the bottle and took a long sip. The spicy taste was like gasoline, instantly burning his entire throat and causing him to burst into tears.
But this physical reaction is far less than the psychological pain. He really longs for a happy hangover, so drunk that he can forget his worries and everything...
Sitting opposite was his roommate Zhao Chao, who also accompanied Wang Zhiyuan with a sad look on his face. The two of them didn't say a word, they just drank like crazy, went to sleep when they were drunk, continued drinking when they woke up, and then got drunk again, and so on.
Four days passed with great decadence...
At this time, the TV screen suddenly lit up, and Yu Yifeng appeared. He said on the TV, "Everyone, I am Yu Yifeng, the temporary leader of the moon base. Now a message is being broadcast:
Just now, we found out the truth about the explosion of the earth!"
This was the sentence at the beginning, which couldn't help but attract the attention of Wang Zhiyuan and Zhao Chao. They all looked at the TV and their throats trembled a few times. The truth about the explosion of the earth was what they cared about most, or in other words, what everyone cared about the most.
thing.
"I regret to tell you that in the past few days, we have not received any distress signal from the earth. Except for the 'Victory', there has not been any escape spacecraft. So... let us observe five minutes of silence."
This sentence almost pronounced the death of seven billion people. It was like adding salt to a wound, stinging everyone's nerves. In just an instant, faint cries could be heard throughout the base.
But this is a fact that humans must accept. Yu Yifeng believes that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Only by piercing the illusions in the heart and revealing the truth can we get through this stage faster.
Wang Zhiyuan also looked livid. Although he had long given up hope in his heart, the cruel truth was not so easy to accept. This kind of straightforward truth still made him extremely uncomfortable.
"Now, let me tell you the truth about the explosion of the earth." Five minutes later, Yu Yifeng made a gesture, and every fragment of the destruction of the earth began to be played on the TV screen: from the super explosion in the southern hemisphere of the earth to the complete disintegration.
Every moment is incredibly clear.
"Look, everyone, this is a high-resolution image taken by a lunar communication satellite. There is no doubt that the culprit of the destruction of the earth is the super explosion that occurred in the southern hemisphere!"
"After investigation, we found that it was not caused by terrorists, nor was it caused by an asteroid hitting the earth. After comparing various data indicators, scientists found that it was not a natural phenomenon, but -"
"It's an explosion of unknown origin, caused by high technology!"
Yu Yifeng raised his voice and played a chart from the slide, "Look, everyone, this is the data recorded by the instrument just before the explosion occurred: the angular velocity of the earth increased by 3.1 thousandths in vain, and
The earth's gravitational pull on the moon has also increased by 1.76%. This is very abnormal!"
"At the moment of the explosion, our instruments detected gamma rays equivalent to 2 million "billion-level" nuclear bombs!"
"And we humans do not yet have weapons with such an energy level! We humans do not have such weapons that can even change the earth's gravity."
"Then, the most likely possibility is that some unknown alien civilization has launched a devastating blow to mankind!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone took a breath, but if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. These days, the existence of aliens is already known to everyone, because there are spacecrafts of alien civilizations on the moon.
This is no secret.
But are aliens really friendly? I'm afraid it's not necessarily true. A large number of science fiction works have described life-and-death wars between civilizations, the more famous of which is the "Dark Forest Theory"...
When all this really happened to human beings, everyone was so heavy that they couldn't breathe. Some were angry, some were afraid, and some were desperate. People were silent, digesting what they heard in silence.
Content.
Wang Zhiyuan's expression remained unmoved, but his actions behind his back betrayed him. His tightly clenched fists even trembled slightly, and his five fingers could be said to have turned white and blue.
This was incomparable anger. The original despair and pain turned into the fuel of anger and burned fiercely. After a while, Wang Zhiyuan let go of his hands. This was the ultimate calm of anger.
"Fortunately, we humans have not become extinct because of this. Our moon base is still alive - 51,223 people." Yu Yifeng said word by word.
"51,223 people is an accurate number, including you, me, and all of us living people... Among them are black people, white people, and yellow people. They are the last fire of mankind. Every one of them is related to the future.
The continuation of humanity.”
"Our goal is: to live! Not only for revenge, not only for human civilization, but also for those who have passed away. Our parents and family members in heaven must also hope that we can live and live well...
"
"Comrades, stand up and unite for this goal. Each of us must do our best!"
"We are the last humans, and we will fight for the continuation of humanity! From now on, we will be regardless of nationality or race... We must stand up and lean on each other in order to live well!" Yu Yifeng
He said passionately, and then he briefly talked about the food crisis currently facing the base, but mainly focused on the positive aspect. As long as people work hard, these problems can be solved.
Hearing this, Wang Zhiyuan couldn't help but shed tears. He murmured to himself, "When I came to the earth, I came to the earth just for the annual salary of 300,000 US dollars, so that I can live a good life when I go back... But now that my parents are gone, my wife
My daughter and I are gone, so what’s the point of my survival?”
His vocal cords were burned out by alcohol, and he hadn't spoken for so many days. When he said this sentence, his voice was terrifyingly hoarse.
Zhao Chao, who was sitting across from him, poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in one breath, making him cough. He suddenly stood up and said loudly, "Old Wang, do you need any reason to live? I don't have a wife.
, my parents have passed away long ago, but I will always remember my mother’s last words.”
"She said: Chao, you are not young anymore, you should get a wife as soon as possible! This is what mom is most worried about."
At this point, Zhao Chao choked up, "I want to live, marry a wife, and have children, no, two... I want to be worthy of my mother... I can't let him down!"
"I want to live, I don't have a girlfriend yet..." Zhao Chao couldn't continue talking.
After hearing this, Wang Zhiyuan lowered his head, not knowing whether he was crying or something else, "You also hope that I will live well, right?"
"Come and have this drink, it's also the last drink!"