Deep Space Planet Leader

Zhang Yuan took a sip of water and put down the cup.

There are indeed a small number of people who have boarded the spaceship to pursue their ideals; but other people are just for the sake of "literary youth" and express their own difference; some people are After all kinds of videos were inspired, they signed up for spaceship on a whim; some people just for fun...

He sighed in the heart, how can there be that many people with high morals?

It's just that the price of regret is too great.

But at this moment, everyone's feelings are almost the same, like a wound pulled apart by a sharp weapon, blood dripping from it. I wanted to try to block it with my hands, but the bitterness still passed through the fingers, dripped across the skin, and flowed out unscrupulously.

These people have enough courage to blame. Not everyone is like him, without much concern for Earth.

Even, even he, when faced with something, can only turn around cowardly, gritted his teeth and left.

No courage to look back.

"Ai, it would be nice if I was admitted to graduate school...it can be a year or two later. I will hibernate next Wednesday, and I am getting injections and medicine now."

"Yes."

One of the girls couldn't help but sobbed quietly.

Immediately after the atmosphere spread to other people, there was a whimper on the table, and even some boys couldn't help feeling sad.

There are not many people with sobriety authority in spaceship. Except for Zhang Yuan, these partners are basically arranged to hibernate.

Sometimes, it's not necessarily a good thing to be the last to give someone away.

"Okay, okay, everyone, don’t cry, I’ll give you a small gift! It’s from Earth!"

Zhang Yuan ran back to the dormitory and divided his beloved beef jerky Give them some.

It really hurts!

He just hopes that these foods can distract them.

However, after chewing the beef jerky from my hometown, the bitterness seems to be more obvious......

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That’s it, everyday all has about five thousand People, nearly one percent of the population goes into hibernation, and the total population on the spaceship begins to gradually become scarce.

As the hibernation plan continues, many unnecessary facilities, including various entertainment venues and ecological parks, have begun to close. The entire ecological environment is like the leaves on a dead tree, beginning to wither one by one.

But again, it is necessary. The long and difficult winter must be passed through in a special way.

According to the plan of the captain's office, they and graduate students can choose to complete their studies on spaceship, which is a great privilege.

So, Zhang Yuan will continue to work in spaceship for another year.

In theory, according to his current study progress, he can already graduate with a master's degree in advance. However, Deep Space University has no plans to recruit Academician students for the time being, and will not start a small course for him alone.

Anyway, I’m still idle. I can’t read Academician. It’s good to stay for a while at the master’s level and learn more.

This day happened to be a rest day. He and Li Zhendong were studying in the library.

"Ai, about 2,000 people have chosen to be deserters... Why do you want to be deserters? Some things have no way of retreating." Li Zhendong swiped his phone and saw a piece of not-so-great news. Some helplessly said.

"My brothers still have moral integrity!"

"My father warned me seriously. If I were a deserter, I would freeze to death outside."

I don't know if he is feeling, admiring, or firming up his determination.

Zhang Yuan glanced at the news report: There were about two thousand people, unable to withstand such pressure, and chose to leave Earth Era. From Europa's industrial base, there is a spaceship to load them back to Earth civilization again. Anyway, for various reasons, mental illness, or physical illness, etc...

He shook the head and sighed: "Otherwise? Their hearts don’t belong here anymore, forcibly They stay in the spaceship? Impossible. It's better to go back dingy."

These temporary repentances will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

This is a worse behavior than deserters. Even if they return to Earth again, their entire lives will be ruined. Whether it is public opinion or policy, Earth civilization has sufficient means and capabilities to punish these cowards.

At this time, Zhang Yuan suddenly received a call.

"Old Zhang, Old Zhang, it's not good!"

"There is a very bad news to tell you..." It was Ye Kaifu's voice. For some reason, he deliberately lowered his voice.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yuan's heart slammed.

"..." Ye Kaifu hesitated, speechless for a long time.

Zhang Yuan found that Ye Kaifu's tone was not so beautiful, and his heartbeat speeded up.

He increased his tone, "What's the matter? Someone plagiarizes my paper again?"

"No, it's not... I just passed area A and heard a gossip "

"The painter you know, Irvine, is dead!"

"Dead...dead?!" Zhang Yuan's pupils were slightly enlarged, and the hairs all over his body stood up. .

How is it possible?

"It's suicide..."

"...Why?"

"I don't know."

Zhang Yuan blankly Sitting in the seat, the artist Irwin could not say that he was particularly close to him, but he also had a little friendship. How could he suddenly die as a friend?

Vaguely, there seems to be a little speculation.

The sudden bad news made him a little breathless.

The person who was talking and laughing a few days ago suddenly died and never saw him again.

This feeling is very subtle.

After a while, the watch in his hand sent a message. Looking down, it was Lin Xuan, his superior liaison who asked him to go to Area A.

Without time to think about it, Zhang Yuan got up and ran over in a hurry.

"You called me, is it related to Mr. Irwin?" Zhang Yuan said as soon as she saw her.

There is no smile on Lin Xuan's face, she sighed: "Yes, that painter committed suicide, and he has some relics he wants to transfer to you. Please follow me!"

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Zhang Yuan followed her and walked quickly to Area A.

Far away, I saw a white cloth, underneath was Irvine's corpse, and there were a bunch of serious soldiers standing around.

The captain and several high-level officials are frowns discussing how to deal with this matter.

A nearby military officer said to Zhang Yuan: "We found your friend died in the Astral Library. The cause of death was suffocation. The glass helmet was opened illegally, which caused oxygen to leak..."

"When we received an automatic alarm from the spacesuit and rushed over, it was too late."

"Can I see him?" Zhang Yuan swallowed. Whispered.

"You, please."

Pulling aside this white cloth, Zhang Yuan saw the dead painter.

This is not the first time he has witnessed death, but at this brief moment, his heart beat twice.