Great, great, great~! Great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great~!"

"Sister Aiti, you sing so beautifully!"

"Hehehe~ This is necessary~"

"Okay, shut up, kid, Remi is going to talk!"

"Today, mankind's first colonial spaceship is about to be launched, mortals, be grateful to me!" Lingmei said on the stage to the people around the world watching the live broadcast.

"Oh~~~! Long live Zero Beauty!!!"

"What a long live! Don't curse Remi-chan to die early! It should be said that Remi-chan is immortal!"

"Zero Mesago!"

"Goddess Segao!"

"Beautiful girls are the best!"

"I protest! This is an alien conspiracy! Don't be deceived!"

"Where did this idiot get in here from? Everyone beat him up!"

"Hit him, beat him!"

"That's right! Beat him! Anyone who dares to stop us from running towards the stars and the sea will be beaten to death!"

"Ah! Stop fighting! Help! Ah!!!"

"Stop it, stop it! The goddess is here!"

There was a small commotion in the crowd in the audience, but this did not affect the launch ceremony. Today is the press conference of the colonial spaceship "Small Step". I know that the spacecraft is not a mobile phone, and it is strange to use the word "release".

But Reimei and the others didn't know what they were thinking, and insisted on calling them that. I couldn't fight against them, so I just gave up.

In the great salt flats of the United States...the former United States, mankind's first fusion propeller is used as power. A behemoth that can truly be called a spaceship is quietly parked on the launch platform. The basic part of this spacecraft is made by humans.

It is built by itself, and the core original components adopt mature technology provided by the goddess. Although the overall design blueprint of the spacecraft comes from other civilizations, for humans who only have disposable iron cans on the aerospace technology tree, this is indeed the most suitable way to start.

"Starting from scratch is difficult and inefficient. It is much easier to have a copycat with a blueprint! Don't look down on copycats, they are the secret to rapid rise!"

This is what Sister Aini said. As the goddess of life, she is responsible for the entire design and construction process of this spaceship. Although I complained about her as a goddess of life who is passionate about machinery, in the end she said, "Machines are also alive.

, you don’t understand at all at your level." I shouted back.

This spacecraft is 350 meters long and can carry 5,500 passengers and a crew of 20. The spacecraft is highly automated and can fly to Mars by automatic navigation. The crew is actually an elite astronaut selected to receive practical training. As for the passengers,

They are the exiles who are popular in science fiction works, that is, those criminals and terrorists. Although the goddess has changed the basic ecology of Mars to be suitable for human survival, it is still a barren red planet. This group of exiles will

They engage in basic pioneering work in a difficult environment, pave the way for those who come after them, and live and work on Mars all their lives. All passengers are in the sleep cabin, which can not only save resources, but also prevent these mentally unstable guys from destroying the spacecraft.

Explosion. Due to the use of fusion power, this flight to Mars does not require circling between planets, nor does it need to wait for the shortest window period. The voyage time is expected to be 91 days.

The white streamlined spaceship is a standard human style. It looks a bit like a large space shuttle without wings, and it is parked upright on the ground. Sister Aini said that this is a product designed by humans in a parallel world. Goddess

The technology level of the fusion engine provided is relatively low, so the spacecraft still needs to use a large thruster concentrated at the tail to take off and sail. This is why it still stands on the ground like a rocket.

Amid flowers and applause, the 20 astronauts rode toward the spacecraft in a special open-top bus. They were heroic and high-spirited. These are the elites among the elites, and each of them is the best who has stood out from the layers of selection.

This selection is a real audition. Anyone who has no serious faults can sign up for the selection. Sister Aini said that this kind of opportunity should belong to everyone. If you have the ability to pass the selection, then go for it. If you don’t have the ability, don’t complain.

A total of 23 million people signed up for this selection, but the final ones were still leaders from all walks of life. What experts are among the people is just a joke. The country has invested massive resources to cultivate professional talents.

How can it be possible that amateur players can match it? That is just the wishful thinking of mediocre people.

After the astronauts boarded the ship, the 5,500 pioneers, who were burdened with sins and responsibilities, also appeared in front of everyone on a giant double-decker bus. The wave of cheers suddenly subsided, and people just looked at them quietly with complicated eyes.

Watch them go.

The expressions of the passengers in the car varied, ranging from extremely calm to crying, but more people showed a kind of indifference, or they were lucky to be alive.

These first batch of pioneers are all serious criminals who have committed the most heinous crimes among human beings. Each of them has more than one life in their hands. They will work on Mars for the rest of their lives until the end of their lives. Sister Aini and the others all think of death.

It is a very light and irresponsible punishment, and paying with life is even more nonsense. Let the criminals live and do what they dislike most, helping others, until they die. This is the best punishment for them.

The atmosphere at the scene was very dull. The bus moved forward silently, while the surrounding onlookers just watched them move forward in silence. There was no praise or applause, let alone cheers and applause. Even the bouquets were hung down and held in their hands.

"The scene was very embarrassing." I muttered.

"It's okay, we have support!" Sister Aini said confidently.

When the first bus was about to reach the end, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted something loudly. Although the sound was not loud enough to spread throughout the whole place, it was enough for the people around to hear it clearly.

"You are sinners, but we will record your contribution! Our future generations will thank you!"

This simple sentence is like a pebble thrown into water, small but has a huge impact. People finally broke the silence and began to express their sincerity.

"Live well, bastard! Everyone needs you!"

"You are pioneers, we will write this title before the criminals!"

"You destroyed other people's homes and now you're building new ones. That's fair!"

"Be safe, don't die without doing anything!"

The crowd was boiling, throwing all kinds of curses and complaints mixed with blessings at the exiles. These sinful guys all showed expressions of surprise, and even the most indifferent guys could not remain calm. In this special farewell speech

, the pioneers carrying their sins boarded the spaceship, preparing to enter hibernation and head to the new world.

"Sometimes, following the trend is not necessarily a bad thing." Sister Aini said from the side.

"Mortal feelings are so complicated, contradictory and interesting." Reimei continued.

"No, in terms of the complexity of emotions, how can a mortal compare to a goddess? You guys are so nervous all day long..."

"Our emotions are all simulated and there is no emotion in itself." Reimei said with a cold voice with a smile.

"Okay, okay~ I'll take what you said to be true. Do you believe this?" I felt pain in my face.

"I need to cast a vote first...the results are out, 0.00000000000001% of people believed it."

"Aren't you the only one who believes it? Wait, how many goddesses are there now?"

"Ten trillion."

"How good are you at dividing things? Damn it!"

"It's not a split, it's a clone."

"Is there any difference?"

"The difference is huge, the division is so disgusting~ The clone is so elegant~"

"Forget it, whatever you say makes sense...but is it really okay to send these guys up there? Will there be a traitor from Mars in the future~ drive a landing module with amazing strength to hit the earth with a comet or something?

?”

"Should we also play an impassioned divine song? You brat, are you too imaginative? What could happen if our goddess is watching?" Sister Aini glared at me.

"It seems so~ With you guys who are out of the norm, who can cause trouble~"

"Stop talking nonsense, Amy, the camera is facing us, be serious." Ling Mei reminded from the side.

"I'm quite serious~ I'm not talking in my head, my face is still a poker face~"

"Who asked you to use your poker face! Today is a happy day, smile for me, you brat!"

"Damn it, sister! Reimei makes me serious!"

"Isn't the solemnity of a festive occasion just smiling? We are not at a funeral!"

"Holy shit, are there different types of seriousness? God is serious when he smiles!"

"Do you accept what I have stipulated now?"

"I'm done with it! Sister, don't glare at me!"

Although there were a large number of people, it didn't take long for the fully automatic transport vehicle to send all the members into the dormant cabin. After the dormant program was completed, the spacecraft was ready to fly to Mars.

In front of the podium where we are, a huge holographic screen is floating there, showing the image of the spacecraft cockpit. Although separated by radio waves and thick helmets, I can still feel the excitement of the twenty aerospace elites

and expectations.

"Little step number, this is Ling Mei, how do you feel?" Ling Mei said with a smile, her smile was really sweet~

"This is Xiaobu. All equipment is normal and everyone feels good. The spacecraft is on standby and ready to take off at any time!"

The captain of the spaceship suppressed his excitement and reported. I noticed that his saluting hand was shaking a little. But by the way, this captain and I still belong to the same country, and I have seen him on the news before.

"Permission to take off, our goddess is with you." Lingmei nodded and gave the other party a thumbs up.

"Promise to complete the mission!" The captain also gave a thumbs up with a firm expression.

"The spacecraft is about to be launched. All staff please enter the bunker...and conduct a final equipment inspection...After the inspection is completed, the equipment is all normal and the launch countdown process has begun...Please ask the God of the Gods to announce the start of the countdown."

The sweet female voice resounded at the launch site, and I immediately recognized that it was the low-level goddess who always played tricks, the one who guards the prison. Doesn’t this guy sound very energetic today?

"The countdown begins!" Lingmei waved her hand and announced with great momentum.

"The launch countdown begins... 3.1415926, 3.1415927, 3.1415928..."

"Nono! Do you want to die!" Sister Aini yelled angrily. It turns out that this guy's name is Nono~ What a strange name.

"Ah ah ah! I was wrong, big sister! 9! 8! 7..."
To be continued...