wandering planet

12-year-old Xue Yingqi wrote in the class composition "I Have a Dream":

"I want to be the administrator of the Black Sea. Because there are the most delicious soft-shell shrimps in the universe on Mingfu Hill in the Black Sea.

You must be very careful when catching soft shell shrimp, because it is probably the most vulnerable creature in the world, even more fragile than my sister, and it will break if you are not careful.Put soft-shell shrimp in fresh water with lemon juice for about five hours. The shell will harden and you can peel it off.The soft-shell shrimp after shelling will show a very beautiful pink color, which can be said to be fleeting: because the soft-shell shrimp that leaves the soft shell will die soon, and the shrimp meat will turn blue-gray; if Heat it before it dies, and the pink color will instantly change into a gorgeous rose red.

Anyway, I still prefer pink.

In addition to the soft-shell shrimp, if you walk 5 kilometers in the direction of two o'clock in the Zero Building of the Black Sea, you will see a huge swamp.The most delicious golden stone snail in the universe grows in the swamp.The most suitable way to eat Jinshi snails is to roast them directly on the fire without adding any seasoning..."

This eloquent composition of nearly [-] words was rated as "extremely poor" by AI.

After school, Xue Yingqi ate the golden stone snail-flavored potato chips and returned home in fear.

His composition scores are always very low, which makes him very confused.

After reading the composition and ratings, the mother also fell into confusion.

"Bad?" she said. "I think it's very well written. Well, but I don't think you're right. The shrimp and snails are the best on Virgil's planet."

The father interrupted the mother's words at the right time: "Tang Mo, my dear, you can't indulge him like this. He can relate every composition to food. Have you forgotten the impression you wrote last month? The most famous is "The Predator in the South Pacific", but he wrote more than 1 words on how to eat the liver of lizard beasts."

Tang Mo: "How to eat?"

Xue Ming: "After marinating, bake on medium heat for three to 10 minutes, topped with Toure apple sauce and blueback crab extract. If you want to eat a unique flavor, you can eat it directly. 15 minutes, dip in grape vinegar."

Xue Yingqi quickly added: "It must be grape vinegar made from grapes picked in August and September."

Xue Ming: "Oh yes, my son still knows how to eat."

Tang Mo: "I really want to eat..."

Xue Ming: "Me too. Ever since I ate there when I visited Fei Lian in the Ninth District last time..."

He stopped suddenly.

Tang Mo and Xue Yingqi both looked at him. "So is there anything wrong with my composition?" Xue Yingqi asked.

Xue Ming was silent for a moment, holding his forehead in silence.

Xue Yingqi got an essay question in the interview of Marseille Aerospace Academy.

"If you had everything it takes to fulfill your aspirations, what job would you most want to have?"

The time left for Xue Yingqi to think was 5 minutes, but he answered it almost without thinking.

"I want to write a book," he said. "I've got the title in mind, and I've collected all the information. In fact, I've already started writing."

Such an active child is very popular with the interviewer.

They smiled: "Well, what did you write?"

"The Legacy of the Sirius Planetary Belt." Xue Yingqi replied quietly, "It mainly writes about the edible food on the Graia series and the Rust series planets in the Sirius Planetary Belt."

Pierre, who was sitting in the center of the interviewer's side, let out a long sigh.

"Xue Yingqi, unfortunately, we interviewed nearly a hundred students today, and there are probably no less than 20 of them who have the same writing desire as you." Not what you've done."

Xue Yingqi glanced at Pierre, and then again.

Pierre is very serious when he is serious. More than 20 years have passed, and the childishness of a teenager has completely faded from his face. The more than ten years of managing the crisis defense system on the outskirts of the Alpha galaxy have tempered him into a real soldier.

He was awarded the title of honorary professor by the Marseille Institute of Aeronautics and Astronautics, and he was specially invited to participate in the admissions interview today.

Xue Yingqi finally got serious.Even if he knew that Pierre and his mother were close friends, even if Pierre had taught him how to practice guns and sail boats since he was a baby, he couldn't handle this interview casually.

"I want to be a historian who records the history of mankind." He replied loudly, "If there is such a possibility, I will choose to record and explain the history of mankind's 'Great Retreat' and the Phoenix Airway."

Pierre is merciless: "This history has been studied by many people, and even the first person who left the record of the 'Phoenix Route' is your mother. So many scholars have studied it for more than 20 years, you still What new things can be researched?"

Xue Yingqi was at a loss for words, and sat on the chair blankly, unable to say a word.

After the interview, he was successfully shortlisted.

But on the way home, he was listless.

Pierre is tough and he knows it.He was not saddened by the severity, but by his inability to answer Pierre's question.

What new things can he research?Even if it was his mother who left the first-hand information, what can he dig out from these information?

26-year-old Xue Yingqi scratched his nose. Although he had stayed up all night for two nights, he was not tired.

"Do you consider yourself a Maasai or an Earthling?"

"My God... do you really want to ask me this question?" He looked up from the terminal. "Mom, we should discuss more constructive questions."

"You just want me to help you sort out your thoughts." Tang Mo flipped through a heavy dictionary boredly, "So, where do you think you are from?"

"You are from Maasai, and your father is from Earth. Of course I have two identities."

Tang Mo closed the dictionary.It was a rune dictionary she had found in the warehouse of the largest library in Marseilles.Although it is only a reprinted version, it is also very precious.It took her a lot of work to finally get a loan permit.

"You misunderstood me." Tang Mo looked at his child seriously, "I know that you chose new humans, the Great Retreat, and the Phoenix Air Route as the topics for your doctoral thesis, but you didn't know where you are. Yingqi , In what capacity are you writing this topic?"

Xue Yingqi realized that his mother was going to have a serious discussion with him, so he quickly cheered up.

"I redefine the term 'new human'." He said, "Mom, the so-called new human does not refer to the human who left the earth."

In the history of research before Marseille, since the "Great Retreat", the history of human development has been split into two parts: the old and the new: the human beings who went to the new homeland are brand new, and they have opened up a new development path; they are still on the earth. Human beings are fixed in the old history.

In Xue Yingqi's new point of view, the so-called "new human beings" do not refer to people who have arrived in Marseilles.

Since the time when mankind chose to start the "Great Retreat", the history of mankind has entered a brand new field.

In his research, both the humans who stayed on the earth and the humans who arrived in Marseilles are all part of the "new humans".

They stepped into the universe, opened up a deeper route, and touched a time and space that is both dangerous and magnificent.

Tang Mo listened carefully, without nodding, but he didn't show any negative meaning either.

After Xue Yingqi finished briefly, he was a little nervous: "Mom, do you disagree?"

"...very interesting." Tang Mo murmured, "How much have you written? I want to take a look."

Xue Yingqi took out all the parts he had completed.Tang Mo left his study to make tea, apparently wanting to have a detailed discussion with him.

Xue Yingqi enjoyed this moment very much.From his mother, he could hear many things related to "Phoenix Airway", far more and richer than what his mother actually wrote.

The "Phoenix Route" published by Tang Mo received a lot of criticism. In the book, she unhesitatingly wrote about the various behaviors they did in order to survive on other planets, and defined their behavior as "predators." act".Some people think that what she wrote discredited the image of Marseille's heroes and fleet, while others thought that their actions destroyed the development of other planets, which is a great crime.

Such controversies still exist today.

But Tang Mo, Lin Ni and others obviously didn't care.Whether it's right or wrong, they don't care: any one person, in their moment, would not necessarily be able to respond better.

They don't care what is right or wrong, only what is appropriate.

Xue Yingqi was checking whether there were any missing pages in the thesis, when the door of the house was suddenly opened, and Xue Ming rushed in panting.

"Tang Mo!" He looked extremely panicked, "The Lure...is missing."

Xue Yingqi stood up immediately, and the unbound papers in front of him were scattered from the desk to the ground.

A month ago, Pierre, the new captain of the Rouget, set off from the ground port with a fleet of about ten military ships, heading for the galaxy core.

Their goal is to recover the Copernicus.

"I can't get in touch at all... It's exactly the same as when the Copernicus disappeared." Xue Ming's voice was hoarse. "Actually, it's been a week since I lost contact. I just heard people from the ground port intelligence room mention it to me."

The sound of teacups falling to the ground and breaking came from the living room.

"Are you 48 years old?" The young man in front of him laughed in surprise, "I can't tell at all. You look quite young."

"All Asians are like this." The middle-aged man next to him spoke vaguely, and handed him a cup of hot tea. "He has been here for 20 years, and I don't think he has changed much."

He looked up at the stone monument standing not far away.

The stele was filled with the names of people they didn't know.

"It's the stele of the Phoenix Airway. Don't you think the color of the Phoenix engraved on it is not too bright?" the middle-aged man asked, "Dr. Xue, is there something wrong with my eyes? Tell me?"

Xue Yingqi put on his hat, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, then shook his head: "No, it looks pretty good."

While drinking tea, the topic quickly returned to Xue Yingqi.

The young people who came to practice at Fenghuang Airway Stele Station were very curious about Dr. Xue beside the station master. Knowing that he came to the earth from Marseilles 20 years ago to write a book, the young people became even more curious: "What did you write?"

"You still don't understand." The station master turned the roasting fork, and the fat squid claws gave off an aroma, "Dr. Xue, what did we talk about yesterday... Oh yes, you said that among the few people on the Phoenix, you have the most influence Who is it?"

"It's Uncle Pierre." Xue Yingqi said.

Seeing a man of this age say "Uncle Pierre" earnestly and sincerely, the young man seemed to have been poked in some acupuncture point and couldn't stop laughing.

The station master handed him a bunch of squid claws, which made him stop laughing for a while.

"When I was sensible, Uncle Pierre was already an officer of the Marseille Fleet." Xue Yingqi smiled, "The man I know is completely different from the man my mother told me about."

In the descriptions of Lin Ni, Song Junxing and Jiang Che, Pierre is a boy with soft and touchable hair and a soft and delicate personality.He secretly watched Tang Mo tell them "I want to marry her", and he would cry secretly after giving up the lifeboat due to nostalgia and reluctance.

In the descriptions of Ovid and Tang Mo, Pierre is a more lovely person.He clumsily learned how to weave wreaths for Tang Mo, or planted tomatoes, peppers, and green onions with Tang Mo in the cultivation room of the Phoenix, and often robbed them with Ovid and Song Junxing. eat.

The Pierre that Xue Yingqi knew was not like this.

He was a soldier, just like the young General Lee Swright, the same as the Black Sea administrator who came back only once in a long time.

But sometimes, when he heard Jiang Che and Ovid talk about the earth, he would show a surprised expression: "You still eat this?"

In Xue Yingqi's impression, Pierre was very strict with him, but sometimes he was also very gentle.If the mother is present, Pierre will become very talkative, and if only Xue Yingqi and Pierre are alone, Pierre will become a more terrifying person than the school teacher.

"What book did you write?" After eating the squid claws, the young man thought of his unanswered question again.

Xue Yingqi finished his cup of hot tea and took out the manuscript from his backpack.

He has almost finished writing the four thick books, leaving only the final epilogue.

He always felt regretful, as if there were some unfinished things that kept him thinking and wandering, and he couldn't put down the initial pen of the last paragraph.

"A Brief History of the New Mankind and the Universe?" The young man read out the title of the book, "It looks very complicated. Can I understand it too/"

"Everyone can understand." Xue Yingqi said with a smile, "I started writing from the starting point of the 'Phoenix Route'. Do you know the Faust?"

The young man confessed frankly: "To be honest, I don't do well in school. I haven't heard of it."

"I'll give you a copy." Xue Yingqi asked for his contact information, "You will also be the administrator of the Phoenix Airway Stele Station in the future, you should read it."

While chatting happily, the station master who was going to answer the communication poked his head out from the window on the second floor,

"Dr. Xue! I have your communication!" The middle-aged man shouted, "It was a message from Marseille that was transferred from the headquarters."

Xue Yingqi patted his head and stood up: "What did you say?"

"The Rouge has been found."

He froze for a moment, almost stopped breathing.

"...What did you say?!" Xue Yingqi ran towards the small building of the post station, his hat was thrown behind him, "Say it again!"

"The Luge has been found!" The station master roared, "And brought back something... Copernicus!"

"Tang Mo is crying." Ovid said softly, "I haven't heard her cry for many years."

Jiang Che sat with him, listening to the voice from the communicator.

"What did she say?" Jiang Che smiled, and found that his eyes were moist, "Aside from saying that Pierre is back, what else did she say?"

"She said that the Rouge found the Copernicus and brought it back." Ovid struggled to distinguish, "Ha...she said it was exactly the same as when the Phoenix retrieved the Homer."

Jiang Che turned his head and kissed his forehead.

no the same.Not the same, he thought.Everyone on the Copernicus was there, they just spent a very short moment in the depths of the nuclear bulb, and then welcomed their relatives who took them home.

Thousands of stars pass by outside the porthole.Nebulae bloom in the depths, stars die and new stars are born.

They are on a civilian ship, making an unknown journey to Marseilles for the first time.

"I can see Pierre this time." Ovid laughed suddenly, "It's over, we are all older than him."

He looked at Jiang Che, looked at Jiang Che's mottled white hair, and said something.

This is a language that Jiang Che cannot recognize.

"what did you say?"

"Miservian, my native language," whispered Ovid, "give you the light of all the stars, and may you live forever, my love."

Jiang Che stroked his hair, as if making an oath.

"I don't need it," he said. "That's enough for now."

The last page of the manuscript of "A Brief History of the New Man and the Universe" was finally filled.

Xue Yingqi sat under the stele on the Phoenix Airway, writing while wiping away tears.

The message is from Tang Mo.In Xue Yingqi's memory, this was the first time his mother cried so hard.

"Everyone on the Copernicus is safe...all alive..." She could barely speak, "Inge...Pierre...our Pierre...everyone is back..."

He knew what Tang Mo was afraid of.She lived the moment when the Phoenix retrieved the Homer.

The last sentence Xue Yingqi wrote was "Welcome home".

The gleaming body of the planet's scales forms a sinuous cosmic snake.Xue Yingqi raised his head, thinking of this ancient poem.

The sky he was looking up at became less terrifying in an instant.

What disappeared, what was born, everything is gently contained by its huge palm.

Xue Yingqi suddenly remembered that there is a folk legend about the God of Light in Miservia.

Ovid, the god of light and fire, was moved by the fire-chasing mortals and gave him eternal blessings.From then on, human beings began to multiply in the land of Misservia, and they lived endlessly.

"Give you the light of all the stars... May you have eternal life..." He whispered the blessing from God, "My heroes."

(The full text of "Wandering Planet" is over)

The author has something to say: this chapter is also done in the soundtrack of tothemoon.

What I want to say has already been said in the story, see you in the next story!

Give you the light of all the stars, and wish you a free and happy life.