Chapter 113

Elder martial brother Zhao blinked: "a hundred years ago, Mr. Qi Yuanshan had calculated the emergence of the earth times, and the rest of the conclusions were given by him..."

"Unfortunately, he did not give a stronger conclusion."

"So far, the new civilization historiography has not laid a real theoretical foundation. We need more talents to participate in it and more accurate historical samples... The deep space foundation on earth bears such a task."

Zhang Yuan's doubts are even greater.

It's incredible that someone wants to predict the future!

Seeing his expression, elder martial brother Zhao smiled without saying anything.

After a long silence, he said, "do you know what kind of civilization the earth civilization is in calculation?"

"What civilization?"

"Mediocre civilization."

Is earth civilization mediocre?

Zhang Yuan doesn't think so. At least it's still booming.

Finally, Zhao Qingfeng threw out another sentence: "don't believe it, pessimistic scientists actually account for a huge majority."

"Elder martial brother Zhao, do you also have pessimistic expectations?"

"Yes..." Zhao Qingfeng said again, "your father was once a member of the Scientific Council and made great contributions to this discipline. Unfortunately, he didn't see our departure today... "

"If you want to understand this calculation, you can visit Professor Lin Fangzheng of the Scientific Council. I think he will welcome you very much... "

Zhang Yuan's strong curiosity was aroused. Elder martial brother Zhao refused to say anything more. He hated him. His teeth were itching.

This guy is definitely on purpose!

In the next few days, idleness was boring anyway. Zhang Yuan applied to academician Ding for more work projects, including the basic mathematical design of new civilization industry.

Before hibernation, you can do as much as you can, and there are no special hard and fast rules.

It's always a good thing to keep yourself busy. You won't think about it.

Then he hardened his head and couldn't help his strong curiosity. He visited Professor Lin Fangzheng, President of the Science Council.

This is a middle-aged man who looks very kind, with a scholarly demeanor. He is a little like Professor Wang Zhong's temperament, but also more kind.

"You're already at level 16, aren't you?"

"Yes, I just got it." Zhang Yuan nodded. He has done a good job recently. Coupled with his ability, his work level has risen rapidly like a rocket.

Usually, there are only level 10 posts for graduate students.

"Very good! I read your paper... By the way, do you know anything about the motivation theory of dreams? "

"Motivation theory? I have read Professor Wang Zhong's paper. "

The two chatted so casually that Zhang Yuan gradually relieved. This kind of scholars are easy to discuss. As long as you have real talent and learning, the two sides are equivalent to standing on the same starting line, and there is no special difference between high and low.

Professor Lin Fangzheng nodded: "... My research direction is mainly new civilization history, which is closely related to motivation theory. This subject is too complex. There is an urgent need for more talents to improve this subject. "

Zhang Yuan said, "in the future, I can try to learn. Anyway, after hibernating and waking up, there is a lot of time. "

Lin Fangzheng: "that's good. I'll send some information to your email. If you are interested, you can see... If you have any good ideas, you can also try to write some relevant papers and send them to me. "

"The history of earth civilization will bring a qualitative change to this discipline. We must seize this opportunity."

Zhang Yuan inexplicably felt a little funny. A political discipline disguised as mathematics sounded less disgusting. Even the rulers of the earth support this discipline. I don't understand why these experts have such great skills.

After saying goodbye to Professor Lin, Zhang Yuan returned to his bedroom and sighed slightly.

He read this famous but somewhat mysterious subject with a little uneasy

A day later.

His face turned red and blue, and he put down the information, as if he had been persuaded.

With only a few fur, he felt that the knowledge reserve was a little insufficient.

This discipline seems to come from mysterious chaos. It's hard to imagine the amazing talent of the creator of this discipline.

When reading, the exquisite structure made him even want to applaud!

However, unfortunately, this discipline gave birth to an ultimate prediction: the earth civilization is just a mediocre civilization.

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In the next ten months, Zhang Yuan gave full play to his workaholic characteristics and became extremely busy. He has successively published several papers, one on the application of Ricci curvature flow in industrial design and the other on the theory and method of topological obstacles, which have aroused good repercussions.

However, because of the relatively small population, it always suck.

The whole living environment is undergoing drastic changes, and people enter hibernation every day.

At the thought of saying goodbye to this era, no matter what you do, it seems to have lost its original meaning.

This feeling is strange.

Perhaps, people themselves are social animals. If only one person lives in the world, even if they live forever, it doesn't make much sense.

On this day, it is finally Zhang Yuan's turn to hibernate.

"Here, a toast!"

After finishing the last work summary, academician Ding and senior brother Zhao are seeing him off. Other good friends, Li Zhendong and ye Kaifu, have hibernated. Zhang Yuan sent them away.

When!

Zhang Yuan just touched the cup with his lips and drank some boiled water inside.

In order to prepare for hibernation, he hasn't eaten for two days. He just injects a little glucose regularly to maintain his physical function. The stomach is empty, but under the action of medicine, there is no sense of hunger.

"Have you said goodbye to your friends on earth?"

"Goodbye."

Zhang Yuan couldn't say anything superfluous. He has sent videos one by one with his friends on earth and received many blessings.

Perhaps because of the injection of hibernation medicine, Zhang Yuan felt his head was dizzy and slightly dull.

This slowness also covers up a series of depression and loss before hibernation.

"Go. In a while, we will go into hibernation." Academician Ding shook his head and sighed in a low voice, "this era will pass. Don't be too sad. We people have to be prepared for this... "

Soon, Zhang Yuan came to the hibernation check-in office.

A middle-aged man asked in a low voice, "do you have any regrets left behind?"

Zhang Yuan thought for a while and finally said, "no more."

"Your property?"

"It has been arranged."

Then he signed his name on the agreement.

With the help of two nurses, Zhang Yuan lay quietly in a rectangular hibernation device. Then, the nurses injected a certain amount of medicine into Zhang Yuan again.

Figuratively speaking, these hibernation warehouses are like drawers embedded in a large cooling device.

Everyone has less than two cubic meters of space, only such a little space, but they have to sleep in it for hundreds of years.

A sleepy heaviness came from my mind.

Although the nerve has been completely paralyzed, the painful sense of giving up still can't stop.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan couldn't help feeling uncomfortable at the bottom of his heart.

"Don't worry, the failure rate of the hibernation warehouse is less than one millionth."

"If there is no special situation, your hibernation time this time is 183 years, and then you recover and work for about two years..."

183, very long, really long.

In the nurse's gentle voice, Zhang Yuan's eyes slowly darkened.

"In three months, I will hibernate."

"Ah, yes..."

These are the last two words heard in the hazy.

Then, the hibernation chamber closed, and the ultra-low temperature liquid flooded him and solidified his life.

The world fell into darkness, like a series of hallucinations at the time of death.

All the memories in life float through my mind. There are countless wonderful memories in kindergartens, primary schools, middle schools and universities. The conversation with my father, the memo on earth, and the stories that happened on the ship

Goodbye, this era.

At this moment, time changed from a slow snail to a wild horse.

From birth to death, from failure to success, love and joy, pursuit and struggle, excitement and depression, everything, everything, all condensed into a lonely and meaningless singularity

Some stories happened.

Some stories are over

Many stories happened.

Many stories are over

10 years

20 years

30 years

100 years

183!