Wandering Spaceship in Deep Space Chapter 107: The death of Irwin

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

　　 There are indeed a small number of people who board the spacecraft to pursue their ideals; but other people are just for "literary youth" to express their own difference; some people are inspired by various videos. After that, I signed up for the spaceship on a whim; some people are just for fun...

　　 He sighed in his heart, how can there be so many people of noble character?

　　 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 on the earth.

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

　　 didn't have the courage to look back.

　　 "Oh, it would be nice if I was admitted to graduate school...I can still 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 in the spacecraft who have awake permissions. Except for Zhang Yuan, these partners are basically scheduled to hibernate.

　　Sometimes, being the last gift to others is not necessarily a good thing.

　　 "Alright, everyone, don't cry, I will give you a small gift! From the earth!"

　　 Zhang Yuan ran back to the dormitory and gave them some of his beloved beef jerky.

　　 really hurts!

　　 He just hopes that these foods can distract them.

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

　　……

　　 Just like that, there are about five thousand people every day, and nearly one percent of the population goes into hibernation, and the total population on the spacecraft 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 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, these graduate students can choose to complete their studies on the spacecraft, which is a great privilege.

　　 Therefore, Zhang Yuan will continue to work on the spacecraft for another year.

　　Theoretically, according to his current study progress, he can already graduate with a master's degree in advance. However, Deep Space University has no plan to recruit doctoral students, and will not make a small focus for him.

　　 I am idle anyway. I can’t get a Ph.D. 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.

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

　　 "It's still our brothers who have moral integrity!"

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

　　 I don’t know if he is sighing, admiring, or firming up his determination.

　　 Zhang Yuan glanced at this news report: There were about two thousand people, unable to withstand such pressure, and chose to leave the Earth Age. From Europa's industrial base, a spacecraft loaded them and returned to earth civilization again. Anyway, various reasons, mental illness, or physical illness, etc...

　　 He shook his head and sighed: "Otherwise? Their hearts don't belong here anymore, forcibly leaving them in the spacecraft? It's 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 considered dead. Whether it is public opinion or policy, the earth civilization has sufficient means and capabilities to punish these cowards.

　　 At this moment, 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 shook.

　　"..." Ye Kaifu hesitated, unable to speak for a long time.

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

　　He emphasized, "What's the matter? Someone plagiarized 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 　　 possible?

　　"It's suicide..."

　　"...why?"

　　 "I don't know."

　　 Zhang Yuan sat blankly in his seat~IndoMTL.com~The artist Irwin was not particularly close to him, but he also had a little friendship. How could he suddenly die if he was a friend?

　　 vaguely, there seems to be a little guesswork.

　　The sudden bad news made him a little breathless.

　　 A few days ago, there were people who talked and laughed, but suddenly they died and never saw them 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.

　　 too late to think, 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 he saw her.

　　 Lin Xuan did not have a smile on her face, she sighed: "Yes, that painter committed suicide, and he has some relics he wants to transfer to you. Please follow me!"

　　Zhang Yuan followed her and walked quickly to Area A.

　　 From a distance, I saw a white cloth, underneath was Irvine's body, and there were a bunch of serious soldiers standing around.

　　The captain and several senior officials are frowning, discussing how to deal with this matter.

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

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

　　 "Can I see him?" Zhang Yuan swallowed and said softly.

　　 "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 moment, his heart still beats twice.