Beneath Deep Space

Dozens of people in the laboratory did not realize how much time had passed. They were working hard on the next step - the production of an immune vaccine for the Mars virus.

Subsequently, a large team of two hundred people also joined, all of whom were originally waiting for the candidate scientists. Now that the crisis is over, there is no need for a waitlist, so they have joined in the development of vaccines.

As soon as the vaccine is released, it can be said that mankind has completely defeated the Martian virus and will no longer be afraid of infection.

However, this still requires the assistance of multiple means such as gene sequencing and biological experiments. It requires a lot of time and should not be completed within a month or two.

…

On the Noah spacecraft, many people stood on the side of the spacecraft, staring blankly out the window at the fiery red planet and imagining the kind land in Central Africa.

Their mood at the moment was anxious and impetuous. From the emergence of the Martian virus, to scientists taking the lead, to the emergence of individual deaths, they have never been so impetuous.

Because they saw the dawn of victory, they began to be impatient.

After the radio broadcast, many people began to be unable to concentrate on work. Just a few hours seemed like a lifetime.

However, since that short message, there have been no reports of the Mars virus... The occasional gossip is not very reliable. Everyone is excited and they want to hear relevant news as soon as possible.

Time passed by, and finally it was seven o'clock in the evening, and it was time to broadcast the news.

"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, everyone, now is the evening broadcast." A familiar female voice came out amid people's expectations.

"Here it comes, the evening broadcast has started!" "Come back quickly, the news is out!" someone shouted in the Noah.

A female host appeared on the TV screen. She was wearing a professional suit, with a happy face, and said at a very fast speed: "It is understood that at 4:30 this afternoon, the first patient infected with the Mars virus has woken up. , the vast majority of patients began to improve using antiviral serum..."

"ah!!!"

"Victory!"

"we won!"

In an instant, everyone cheered, forming a sea of ​​joy. People had been suppressed for too long, and it was like a drowning person suddenly taking in oxygen, and collectively burst out.

This is the joy of a long drought... How difficult it is to defeat the virus.

Many people know that they are of little use in the fight against the virus and can only work silently on the home front.

Only working silently, praying silently, without panic or commotion is the best support for frontline workers.

There are even rumors that their captain, Mr. Yu Yifeng, has also joined the war... although I don't know whether the news is true or false.

But people are really feeling aggrieved and depressed. If the virus incident is not solved for a day, they will be depressed for a day, and the Sword of Damocles will hang in their hearts for a day.

But now, the news of victory has finally come, and all the uneasiness can be put down. How can they be unhappy and joyful? !

…

I don't know how long it took, but Yu Yifeng finally opened his eyes. He felt like he had a splitting headache.

Looking around, there was no one around except for a nurse. All the instruments on his body were also removed, but there was still a bottle of physiological saline hanging on his hand.

He sat up, feeling very weak and without much strength.

"Mr. Yu, you're awake!" The female nurse on the side shouted in surprise, "Ah, be careful, you have taken a lot of blood and need more rest."

"We..." Yu Yifeng coughed, his voice still very hoarse.

"Yes, scientists used your blood to create an antiviral serum, and the effect is very good!" The female nurse seemed to have guessed what Yu Yifeng was going to ask, and answered directly.

"Total...how many people have died?" Yu Yifeng nodded, not bothering about blood drawing or anything like that, but asked the question he was most concerned about...

He was a little flustered, afraid of hearing a big number. Looking at the time, I saw that I had been unconscious for at least three days. A lot of things could have happened in three days!

Speaking of this, the female nurse's tone darkened significantly: "A total of... 23 patients with the Mars virus have died. But now, the condition has been effectively controlled, and some people have even recovered."

"Oh, 23 people..." Yu Yifeng rubbed his aching head and sighed deeply. This number was the same as he estimated.

In that dark space, he did see 23 stars dimming... 23 humans just left. This also shows that the starry sky he saw was indeed not an illusion, but real.

23 people, including ordinary people and follow-up researchers, just left and fell in the first step under deep space... He felt a little melancholy.

"How is the situation now?" Yu Yifeng continued to ask.

"About one-third of the patients have woken up after treatment with antibody serum, and the rest are still in coma... But the problem should not be big. As long as it is confirmed that the virus has completely disappeared, they can be discharged."

The female nurse seemed to be having a serious conversation with the captain of the Noah for the first time, and she was a little nervous: "This is also thanks to your antibody serum. They drew a lot of blood..."

Yu Yifeng didn't say anything. He was a little depressed and obviously not in a good mood.

(If I had stood up earlier, they might not have died...) As soon as this thought came into my mind, he suppressed it immediately.

You can't blame him for this kind of thing, he really tried his best. He stepped forward as soon as he thought of this method. He is not the nanny of mankind, nor is he the patron saint of mankind. He really cannot protect everyone.

Humanity as a whole has tried its best, and all responses have been very good, with little room for improvement.

Perhaps, such sacrifices are inevitable in this dim starry sky. Without their sacrifices, there would be no way for mankind to become more mature and go further.

Only after experiencing this kind of thing can human beings truly mature. Human beings will inevitably be more cautious when landing on the next planet.

It's just... death is always an uncomfortable thing.

23 people, equivalent to five ten thousandths of the population, were too many. Yu Yifeng was really heartbroken, but he had no choice but to endure it silently...

After two weeks, everyone was healthy again.

A grand funeral ceremony began, and Yu Yifeng had to appear in this situation.

The remains of the 23 warriors were cremated in this way, then placed in metal boxes and buried deep underground.

"ladies and gentlemen,

Our 23 warriors fell on Mars like this. Among them, some were doctors, some were scientific researchers, and some were members of the scientific expedition team... They just fell at the first stop under the starry sky forever..."

There was a low cry from below, and many people were wiping tears from their eyes.

"The cold remains have no warmth, and they will never hear any words of praise...Death is the end of life, but their spirit has been passed down forever."

"Their courage will always be praised by us. They are the greatest pride of our new humanity... Let us observe five minutes of silence for them."

Yu Yifeng lowered his head and mourned for these dead people.

Everyone lowered their heads, and the entire spacecraft was truly silent, with only faint cries muffled in their mouths.

At the beginning, many people were happy and excited after learning that humans had defeated the virus. But now, people are beginning to grieve and suffer. These are 23 compatriots who died like this. Perhaps among them were their relatives and friends. They were buried on Mars and will never come back.

Five minutes later, the machine started, the urn was lowered, and a huge bronze monument was erected on the ground. It uses the strongest material in mankind, which is enough to guarantee that it will not fall down for hundreds of millions of years. The names of 23 victims are engraved on it.

"Let us always remember their names, they are: John Crowder, Charlie Weiss, Li Zhixiang...

Brothers and sisters, have a good journey. "

"The deceased are gone. I hope that the remaining people can live well and happily. At the same time, we must inherit their ideals and wishes and carry forward the best spirit of our humanity..."

What follows is a tribute to the frontline warriors. Relatives and friends of the victims, as well as frontline researchers, medical staff, and soldiers, all received rewards: a large amount of new coins and the right to choose a house.

No one said much about this, because they really contributed a lot and deserved the award.

It’s time to get serious about technology. . .