It's reasonable for me to have a two-way foil for a second-level civilization, right?

"Unless our medical technology develops fast enough, ..."

"..." Mo Zeyang fell silent again.

After thinking for a few minutes, there was a bit of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"That's it!"

"Professor, execute the wake-up procedure!"

"Instead of letting Elder Lin die in hibernation, it's better to gain the last hope!"

……

A dose of anti-hibernin was slowly injected into Lin Lao's body.

Time passed little by little.

The vital sign data displayed on the medical cabin gradually picked up.

But Lin Lao's eyes did not open for a long time.

The laboratory was shrouded in a burst of low pressure, and all the researchers' faces were filled with dark clouds.

"Hey……"

Half an hour later, Lv Yongchang looked at the stable and weak vital signs data, and sighed: "Academician Mo, maybe, there is no miracle."

Mo Zeyang stared fixedly at the old man in the medical cabin, and said with red eyes, "Professor, can you open the hatch of the medical cabin for me?"

"..." Lu Yongchang looked at Mo Zeyang in front of him, and sighed again, "Zero, open the hatch."

Zero said nothing.

The hatch of the medical cabin slowly opened.

Mo Zeyang stepped forward slowly, looked at the old Lin's face that had recovered part of his blood color, his lips trembled a few times, and said softly.

"Academician Lin, something went wrong with the third-generation quantum computer architecture you designed."

The moment the voice fell, Lin Lao's fingers twitched lightly.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Lin Lao's lips trembled a few times.

"...What, what's the problem?"

An extremely faint breath sounded.

"Success...success?" Lu Yongchang stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Immediately, he reacted quickly: "Where are the medical staff? Let the medical staff come over!"

There was chaos in the biology lab.

As for Mo Zeyang, he wept with joy, stretched out his hand to hold Elder Lin's withered and thin right hand, and said repeatedly: "Old Lin, there is no problem, there is no problem!"

"This... where is this?" Elder Lin slightly opened his eyes, glanced at the surrounding environment, and asked in an extremely weak voice.

"This is Mars!"

Lu Yongchang hurriedly stepped forward, bent down and said softly: "Old Lin, the earth is no longer suitable for living, we are now on Mars."

"The way you designed the architecture, after practice, there is no problem!"

Elder Lin exhaled a long breath of foul air.

"Mars..."

"It seems that I haven't had much sleep."

Saying that, he closed his eyes again.

Seeing this scene, Mo Zeyang became anxious!

"Mr. Lin! Mr. Lin! Hold on! The medical staff will be here soon!"

"...Boy Mo, it's so noisy." Old Lin moved his lips again, and said in a breathy voice, "Let the old man rest for a while."

The moment they heard this, Mo Zeyang and Lu Yongchang were slightly taken aback.

Immediately, a faint smile appeared on their faces.

……

One month after Lin Hongsheng woke up.

Lu Yongchang sat in the office, silently looking at the holographic image in front of him.

There was a flashing red light in front of him.

That is the news that some ore resource reserves have reached the warning line.

Prospecting and mining missions to Mars are ongoing.

But unlike Earth, Mars lacks many important minerals.

As for the reason... it still has to be attributed to the huge meteorite that hit Mars 40 billion years ago.

Impacted by meteorites, the cooling rate of the core of Mars has been accelerated by an unknown number of times.

Mars, which has lost its large-scale active magma and magnetic field, naturally has no liquid water and life on the surface.

The lack of water flow and biological action has led to a great reduction in the types of minerals on Mars.

Although there are still many robots on the earth that are faithfully carrying out destructive mining tasks and are constantly being transported to Mars through space elevators and spacecraft, this cannot meet the growing needs of human civilization.

"Ling, inform Fang Xu for me."

After pondering for a long time, Lu Yongchang stood up from his chair and walked towards the office door: "Prepare to hold a meeting."

"A conference on space mining technology."

……

Proxima b.

On the 12th, Marus swayed his frail limbs and walked on the road in fear.

Looking around, on both sides of the road, there are basically tall and strong Proxima Centauri.

There are only a few like him, the frail Marus, walking silently in the middle of the road.

At noon, the huge main star spreads endless heat to Proxima b.

Under the light and rays of the main star, Marus 12 felt a tingling sensation coming from his carapaceous back.

He longed to go into the shadows that lined the road.

But this is not allowed.

In the dark places on both sides of the road, only normal Proxima Centauri can walk. Marus like them hatched by the hatching center are not worthy to walk on it.

"call……"

No. 12 Marus' breathing hole opened slightly, and he let out a rough breath.

I really don't want to go out!

But no way.

This is his job today.

To purchase some supplies for several adults in the incubation center.

Of course, it's not the materials of the incubation center.

The materials in the hatching center are delivered by a dedicated Proxima Centaur. He is a little Marus, and he is not worthy of this job.

As for what to buy...

It is nothing more than the daily necessities of those adults.

After all, life inside the incubation center is boring, and it is only natural for those adults to want to have some fun.

Under the light of the main star, the conversations of the previous few nights involuntarily appeared in his mind.

When Marus No. 2 proposed to spread the news, fine and dense lumps appeared on the top of all Marus' thinking organs present.

"Are you crazy?!"

Marus No. 7 shouted in horror: "If this kind of thing is discovered, that Atoka who was executed will be our fate!"

No. 2 Marus glanced lightly at No. 7 Marus.

"so what?"

"Should we continue to stay in the incubation center like this, continue to work for those adults, and let them escape from this planet?"

No. 7 Marus was momentarily at a loss for words: "This, this..."

No. 2 Marus narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low tone: "Since it's a dead end no matter what you do, why don't we make things bigger?"

silence.

Unprecedented silence.

In the small room, the breathing of everyone could not even be heard.

Perhaps aware of the seriousness of the matter, all Maruss present couldn't help holding their breath.

"Every once in a while, those adults will send a Marus out to purchase supplies." No. [-] Marus said lightly, "At that time, we can find an opportunity to spread the news."

"As for whether it works or not, it depends on our luck."

Chapter 206 A Smooth Arc

On the 12th, Marus shivered slightly.

Even under the blazing light of the main star, he still felt a little chill coming from behind.

Especially thinking of the plan proposed by No. 2 Marus, he couldn't help curling his back a little while walking in the middle of the road.

He glanced furtively around.

The tall Proxima Centauri on both sides of the road obviously disdain to pay attention to the Maruss in the middle of the road.

As for the Maruss in the middle of the road, facing the blazing light of the main star, their faces were ashen, as if they were walking mechanically on the hot road, obviously they didn't have the mood and energy to pay attention to him.

"call……"

No. 12 Marus' breathing hole opened slightly, and he exhaled a hot breath deeply.

Afterwards, he quickened his pace a little and followed the route indicated on the watch.

He is running out of time.

If he couldn't purchase those so-called daily necessities in the evening, he would probably be executed in front of all the Maruss like the No. 1 Maruss before.

……

Time passed by minute by minute.

The road became narrower and narrower, and there were fewer and fewer Proxima Centauri on both sides, leaving only Marus with an expressionless face in the middle of the road.

Marus No. 12 turned his head and glanced casually.

When he saw the number of Marus in the middle of the road, his three pairs of visual organs couldn't help showing a bit of surprise.

so much? !

He raised his head, looked at the only pie-shaped building in front of him that was dark black, and swallowed lightly.

These Maruss should all come to purchase supplies for those superior Proxima Centauri, right?

Before he had time to think, he was pushed into the pie-shaped building by the Maruss behind him.

Following the guidance on the watch, he walked all the way.

Finally, I stopped in front of a clean and tidy shop.

Looking at the tall and spacious facade in front of him, he couldn't help but pause in his steps.

This is the first time he has come out to purchase supplies.

Therefore, he doesn't know what to do next.

Just walk in?

Still waiting at the door?