My right eye is a god-level computer

On the screen of the video monitor.

Suddenly a white dot lit up, and then turned into snowflakes on the entire screen, and then it jumped slightly and condensed into a picture.

A general of the National Space Administration, who was about 40 years old and wearing a military uniform and a military cap, appeared on the screen.

He was overjoyed.

"Astronaut Krikalev!"

"I finally...!"

But the general's smile suddenly froze, and then his expression changed drastically, his skin instantly turned a little pale, and an unspeakable fear slowly appeared on his face.

Behind the general, there were several faces that looked like researchers. The moment they saw the surveillance screen, their expressions also froze!

"This..."

"What is this!"

A cry of surprise sounded!

But in the space capsule on the surveillance screen.

Astronaut Krikalev was lying on the ground.

He was still wearing a white space suit with his name embroidered on his chest.

But the cuffs and trouser legs of this space suit did not contain a human body, but a gray, muddy substance that spread out and spread all over the ground.

His "right hand" pointed at the console, and his arm stretched out for a full 1.5 meters. The tip could barely be seen as a finger, pressing the switch of the video communicator.

And his head.

It was like a wax head that had been burned, spread all over the ground, with his mouth, eyes, and eyebrows all "soaked" in it.

At this time.

The eyelids on the crooked eye twitched for a moment, and then slowly opened.

Under the eyelids, it was still the beautiful, ice-blue pupils of astronaut Krikalev.

His mouth twisted slightly, cracking into a smile, "Hello, you... are finally here."

In the picture.

The general of the Earth's Space Agency and the three researchers were completely frozen.

Their eyes widened and their lips trembled violently.

This... is not a human at all.

What on earth... is this!

Click!

General Scott Dobin, out of fear and panic, directly turned off the video communication!

The small space capsule where astronaut Krikalev was located fell into darkness!

And on this side of the earth.

General Scott Dobin relaxed for 10 minutes.

He turned his head to look at the researcher behind him and said in horror: "What is going on? Can anyone explain it to me!"

A researcher trembled and stepped forward, "This... is undoubtedly astronaut Krikalev. It is not accurate to say that he has mutated. He should be... degenerated... or evolved!"

"In space, the gravity environment is completely different from that on Earth."

"The gravity there is very weak, and the human body can float like a feather."

"In this environment, the human body hardly needs to walk upright, and the muscles do not need the support of bones. Krikalev has been in this environment for a long time, and his body lacks energy, so the brain begins to make adjustments. His bones are absorbed by his own body and converted into energy."

"That is to remove unnecessary structures..."

"He should be now. There are bones, only a body of unsupported flesh and skin is left!"

General Scott Dobin's forehead was covered with cold sweat, "How is this possible? We have done countless ground simulations and have data to support that he has only been in the sky for 300 days! Even if the bones are degenerated, it is impossible to reach this point. This is simply a monster!"

Another researcher said: "Four months ago, we detected a weak gamma-ray burst. It should be hundreds of light years away. A star died and released a gamma-ray burst passing through the earth..."

"But it was very weak, and our organization was also turbulent at that time, so no one cared."

"The mutation of this astronaut Krikalev...oh, the change is very likely related to that gamma-ray burst."

General Scott Dobin's body was stiff again.

He was completely panicked and had no idea what to do next.

I only heard the researcher say: "According to our historical experience, being trapped in a closed environment in space for a long time will make people change their emotions, even perverted, furious, panic, out of control, etc. "

Speaking of this,

The researcher swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Plus the terrible mutation on him now, I suggest that we should make a detailed observation first, and then formulate a rescue plan."

But General Scott Dobin's forehead had obvious beads of sweat.

"Rescue..."

"An astronaut who is likely to be perverted, furious, terrified, out of control, and mutated?"

"This is probably no longer a simple question."

General Scott Dobin wiped the sweat from his forehead, "All rescue plans are suspended, and I will report this to the superiors!"

...

In the deep outer space.

In the Mir space station, astronaut Krikalev fell into endless darkness again.

He didn't know why the communicator suddenly broke off.

But hope has been ignited in his heart, and the family members at home have found me!

It should be that the communicator is not stable yet. Give them some time, and the communicator will definitely recover.

He glowed with unprecedented motivation, and his chaotic mind became more and more clear.

But he didn't expect that this wait would take another 20 days!

This day.

The communication screen lit up again.

General Scott Dobin appeared in it, with the badge on his chest shining.

"Astronaut Krikalev?"

He called out.

Krikalev was extremely excited, his arms moved to his face, barely recognizing a military salute, but he was still weak and couldn't open his eyes. He said, "Here."

No one noticed that General Scott Dobin's face showed a trace of loss.

But the next moment, General Scott Dobin forced a smile, "The plan to rescue you has been formulated, and we have begun to implement it. In 12 minutes, the New Hope rocket landing module will dock with your space station. Please move to the docking compartment and prepare to go home."

"Yes."

A crystal tear flowed from the corner of Krikalev's eyes.

This day has finally come, and he is going home.

Crawling.

This feeling is almost like crawling, but the astronaut Krikalev, who has almost lost his vision, has been overwhelmed by joy.

He knew that his body had undergone some minor changes due to the space environment, and he was not strong enough.

Now he could only crawl.

But fortunately, no one could see him anyway.

After returning to Earth, he should be able to recover after a period of rest.

Of course, after entering the New Hope, he must replenish some energy.

At the very least, he should make a standard military salute at the moment of landing on the ground.

Krikalev thought to himself.

Climbed to the docking chamber.

He heard the hatch to return to the space station slowly closed.

It doesn't matter, I won't come again.

But in the next moment, the entire docking chamber began to vibrate.

Krikalev felt something was wrong - this didn't seem like the reaction when a spacecraft docked.

Rumble.

The vibration of the docking chamber became more and more serious.

Krikalev felt that the docking chamber was being peeled off from the space station.

Rumble.

Hiss...

The vibration sound and the pneumatic sound were mixed.

Krikalev felt that the whole world was spinning.

He summoned all his strength, gathered it on his eyelids, and opened his eyes with great effort.

But he saw an extremely desperate scene.

He and the entire docking chamber... were abandoned.

They were rolling and falling into the deep and terrifying universe.

With the help of the reflection of the solar panels on the space station, he saw his appearance.

A monster with melted features and hands stuck to the glass window, like mud.

This.

Why?

I.

What did I do wrong.