Wandering Spaceship in Deep Space Chapter 13: I will tell your mother!

　　 Zhang Yuan took out his mobile phone, clicked on the self-service taxi app, and entered his destination by voice.

　　"Destination, Donghae City, the mileage is about 412 kilometers."

　　"Searching for carpoolers, please wait..."

　　 A radar-like pattern is spinning.

　　 This inter-city bus carpools with 10 people, and the cost per person is not 60 yuan, which is very cost-effective.

　　 It quickly drove on the high-altitude track between cities, at a speed of up to 400 kilometers per hour. This speed is no longer controllable by ordinary humans, so the distance between vehicles must be strictly maintained through unmanned driving.

　　 There used to be a fool who wanted to show off his driving ability in front of his target, and switched to manual driving in a non-emergency state. The result...Of course it was gray. The car hit the railing of the high rail at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, and none of the organs above and below the body were intact.

　　 is a railing made of carbon nanotubes, which was unscathed in the car accident, and the safety of the high-altitude track is well-known for this.

　　 One hour later, after getting off the bus, Zhang Yuan took the subway again to reach his destination.

　　 "You are so punctual, you don't come early a minute!" Li Zhendong opened the door.

　　 "I slept in the massage parlor, so I was a little late..."

　　 "Hey, there is a good place for an affair!" Li Zhendong had a livestock expression on his face. This group has stayed in the Aerospace City for a long time, and the whole body is like dry firewood, as if they can rub and heat when they come into contact with the opposite sex, and burn out raging flames.

　　 Zhang Yuan said angrily: "Please, it's all aunts, where do you have an affair? Do you want such a bad taste... Can you just talk to me about this as soon as you meet..."

　　 "Zhang Yuan!" Li Zhendong's eyes suddenly became serious, as if something was brewing.

　　 "What are you doing?" Zhang Yuan's back was cold.

　　 Li Zhendong looked excited, holding his cell phone and waving, "I have talked to a girl these few days, maybe a story can happen... the photo, you see, it is still very good."

　　 "Really?"

　　 took a look at the phone, the profile picture is a very cute girl, pouting, white and tender.

　　Chat history:

　　 [Female: Your salary is high, right? 】

　　[Li Zhendong: Not too high, money is not of much use to us, the main thing is to have a happy life...]

　　[Spaceship photo]

　　[Li Zhendong's whole body suspension photo]

　　 [Female: Space is so fun too! I dream of going to space last time, but it's a pity that the travel expenses are too expensive. 】

　　【Li Zhendong: Risking his life to do this job, how can it be fun? In an environment without gravity, one can choke to death by drinking saliva. There really are such cases! 】

　　 [Female: Is your father also a worker in Space City? 】

　　【Li Zhendong: Of course, but I never rely on my father, I passed the exam myself. 】

　　【……(Omit the ten thousand words of sister)】

　　【Li Zhendong: Look, I'm about to board the spaceship, can you watch a movie with me? I've grown up so much and haven't dated yet. 】

　　 [Female: Aha~ Really? You don't have a girlfriend? 】

　　The lady's chirp, there is no official reply yet, but it seems to be heart-warming.

　　 Li Zhendong flaunted his brows and flaunted: "You know how good your buddies are. Do you want to teach you how to pick up girls? This is the first trick. Just pretend to be pure. Some women like this one! They like virgins!"

　　 Zhang Yuan frowned.

　　 "There is a second trick, I want to catch it."

　　"The third trick, the monkey steals the peach!"

　　 "What... stealing peaches?!"

　　 Li Zhendong’s tone became more and more excited, and his voice became louder and louder, “Oh, it’s a steal from your heart...think about it, even if you have gone and left the earth, those girls still remember you. In their hearts In the deepest part of the world, a corner is left for you, where the good time with you is buried."

　　"One year, ten years, one hundred years, at the moment they died, the last last words uttered were your name...and you were in another place in time and space."

　　 "Don't you think this matter is meaningful?"

　　 I don’t know why, Zhang Yuan's heart is calm, and even feels nauseous...

　　 Zhang Yuan sighed, my buddy, he is good at everything, he has a high IQ, a genius, and he can get good grades casually.

　　The only bad thing is...very boring and bragging.

　　 Zhang Yuan grinned suddenly: "Scumbag!"

　　 "I will tell your mother!"

　　 The air fell into dead silence.

　　 Zhang Yuan repeats the original model: "...One year, ten years, one hundred years, at the moment of their death, is the last last words uttered by your name?"

　　"Li Zhendong! Li Zhendong! Ah, I'm going to die."

　　 "Is that so? Are you happy? Are you happy?"

　　 was silent again.

　　 From a certain level, Zhang Yuan is also considered a talent.

　　 Li Zhendong also sighed and stared at the ceiling: "I just want to kill you now, live to death, really!"

　　……

　　 Li Zhendong at the table is a good son. He doesn't say a word, just eats silently.

　　 Mama Li was very kind, and kept asking Zhang Yuan to eat more, saying that "you won't be able to eat the original meat in space" and "this big drumstick is real chicken", exactly the same as my sister's words .

　　 This is also true. The spacecraft is limited and the ecological environment is not good. Planting plants is no problem, but it is impossible to lavishly cultivate pigs, cows, sheep, chickens, ducks, and fish. Therefore, all food in the space city is synthetic meat, that is, animal cell tissue in a petri dish.

　　 Li Zhendong’s father, Li Cheng, and Zhang Yuan’s father are colleagues in Space City.

　　He is chatting about some stories from the past when he designed the "Earth Age".

　　"...Your father Zhang Qiming is really a genius. We can't think of a problem. He patted his head and turned his pen, and he figured it out. It's almost like a medicine!"

　　"Taking medicine?" Zhang Yuan couldn't help but wipe the sweat off his face.

　　"Most of the spacecraft's control program was built by him. So far, only 212 small bugs have been checked. This is really too difficult and too difficult..."

　　 "It's a pity, I left too early, it's a pity..." Li Cheng was in a complicated mood and even drank some wine.

　　 "Is 212 still less?"

　　" What you don’t understand, the control engineering of the spacecraft is one link after another, one layer after another. The more complex the system, the greater the risk. And the Earth Age has a security monitoring system, an energy system, an ecosystem, There are more than a dozen subsystems such as the material circulation system and the communication system, as well as a small number of industrial factories. The complexity of the control engineering is far beyond your imagination!"

　　"Software and hardware complement each other~IndoMTL.com~The difficulty of software does not have to be lower than hardware!"

　　 Neither young man can answer anything.

　　 After a while, Zhang Yuan asked: "Can't the spacecraft be faster?"

　　 Li Cheng shook his head: "The speed of light of seven thousandths is really fast. Unless it is pushed by a large-yield nuclear bomb, it can be faster. It is expected to reach 3% of the speed of light, but our materials are far from being able to bear a nuclear bomb. Explosive power... and in the foreseeable future, it is impossible to produce anti-nuclear materials."

　　 Li Zhendong also asked: "Dad, after we leave, will we build the next colonial ship?"

　　 "No, in recent years, or even in recent decades, it probably won't... the entire global economic circle needs to recuperate for some time."

　　"This project is too laborious for the people and fortune. Even with the strong support of governments and the Deep Space Foundation, it will take a long time to recuperate and rejuvenate."

　　"Regarding the special aviation tax, there is strong private opposition, and several countries are also making a lot of noise. It is estimated that it will be cancelled..."

　　 Zhang Yuan wondered: "Are we a single group of deep space colonists?"

　　"Not necessarily, as for the future, who knows?"

　　"The basic deep-space voyage technology has matured. Rebuilding the second large colonial ship will not be as costly as the first one. Perhaps, when the government has spare money, it is still possible to launch the second one."

　　 "However, before the emergence of new technologies, it is very difficult to increase the speed of navigation by a large margin. You should not expect the spacecraft behind to catch up with you."

　　 Zhang Yuan gnawed on the drumsticks and paused for a while. He deciphered a key message: The fat and oily Deep Space Foundation seemed to run out of money.