This Game Is Too Realistic

This will be an expedition spanning two time and space, and the opponent is a soul that has died just like them.

With time stuck at this moment, they are destined not to see the outcome of this expedition, and no one will even remember the choices they made at the last second.

But even so, this expedition is not meaningless.

As Dr. Wu said, they can't change what happened.

But they can still decide what future generations who uncover the coffin panels will see and discover in this dark, cold box.

That will determine what kind of future they will go to.

This is the meaning.

Faced with their destined death, they made a completely different choice from the Gemini——

What they choose to leave behind is hope.

As for the future after this.

Someone will see it for them.

…

Zhao Tianhe is a professional military officer who has neither the gift of speech nor the eloquence to persuade.

He thought it would take him some time to convince his comrades to accept the facts and face death, but it turned out that he still underestimated them.

When they learned that they were dead or not far away, their reaction was unusually calm, and they were not even as excited as when they learned that the Gemini had been sunk by their own side.

"It's been like this for a long time."

"Haha... I didn't expect that I would be dead."

"But I didn't expect that the Gemini had already opened fire on us before we opened fire."

"What do you mean, this may be retribution, haha."

"There is no retribution that comes first...but I really don't feel any guilt anymore. I'm just glad that we did die together."

The bar on the lower deck is crowded with people who come here to have a last drink.

According to Dr. Wu, no matter how much they drink, even if they drink to death here, everything will be the same when time and space are reset, and only the last memory will remain.

"I still can't accept it..."

Xiao Yong stood at the door of the bar with his arms folded, looking at the people toasting and shaking their heads incomprehensibly. However, a colleague on the side hooked his shoulder, smiled and patted his arm.

"Be open-minded, man, do you still want to bring your regrets down there?"

Xiao Yong looked at him incomprehensibly, and what was even more incomprehensible was the open-mindedness on his face.

"I have no regrets about my death...but I want to ask why we don't upload our minds?"

The colleague shrugged.

"It's too late. Didn't you listen to the people in the army? People who can't hear the explosion are already dead, like you and me."

Xiao Yong still had an unacceptable expression on his face, trying to argue.

"Aren't there still 227 people left? These people are enough."

Just at this time, Wu Xinghuan, who was drunk, walked over from the bar.

He was holding a bottle of whiskey in his hand, shaking it just as before.

But the difference from last time is that at this moment, he is no longer decadent and depressed.

He discovered new physics.

And witnessed its existence with my own eyes.

From this point of view, he might not be luckier than the respected "Professor".

He has no regrets anymore.

"Maybe, we don't even have to do it ourselves. Didn't that kid say that? The 'Celestial beings' 200 years later have used some kind of technology to make copies of us...even your brothers 'Luo Yi' is hunting down our children on this starship, including you, and you...even me, who is useless."

When he said this, Wu Xinghuan grinned and took a sip of the spicy yet sweet wine.

"Then the question comes... Do we really want to be another group of heavenly beings?"

"In other words, when they have already done very well, are you really confident that you can do even better on their behalf? As an antique from 200 years ago."

Looking at the guy with a playful smile, Xiao Yong was stunned and lowered his head in thought for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! Interesting!"

Although I still can't accept the thought that the universe will be filled with kid guys driving around in spaceships and wearing all kinds of random prosthetics on their bodies, it's not a big deal if I think about it from another perspective.

The children of the future will be more courageous and adventurous than them, more confident and enterprising than them, and have the ability to stand alone.

They need three thousand people and ten departments to face the challenge. The children of the future only need two people.

If they think about it this way, there seems to be no need for them to hang around.

Just like before, Xiao Yong snatched the wine bottle from Wu Xinghuan's hand and took a sip despite Wu Xinghuan's protest.

The difference was that this time he wiped his mouth happily and stuffed the empty wine bottle into Dr. Wu's chest.

"Let's go! Have a good drink!"

He smiled, hooked the gentle guy's shoulder, and patted his arm hard.

"Never get drunk!"

The bar is still well stocked.

If they want, they can even have a drink here and wait until they are satisfied and sober before leaving.

However, they did not do this.

The child from the future...the child of all of them was lying on the treatment bed.

While they were drinking to their heart's content, the child might be suffering from darkness and helplessness.

Infirmary.

Lin Youyou, who was standing next to the intensive care unit, was staring intently at the girl from 200 years old who was lying on the bed.

Although she wanted to have a few words with her, it seemed like she wouldn't wake up.

"Are we... going to be like her?" The young nurse beside her whispered softly.

When I thought about dying soon, there was a bit of regret and hesitation on that beautiful face.

Lin Youyou didn't speak. The medical director on the side nodded and said with a complicated expression.

"It should be so...but fortunately, it happened in a split second. If I didn't hear the explosion, it might have ended without feeling any pain."

"Then I'll be relieved..." The little girl who loves beauty suddenly smiled and said jokingly, "At least I can't see my disfigurement."

"Damn it..." The doctor on duty next to him sighed and pressed his index finger between his eyebrows. "By the way, they are all alive...isn't there anything we can do?"

Everyone exchanged glances with each other, and Lin Youyou, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

"There should be some..."

Seeing everyone looking at her, Lin Youyou closed her eyes and thought for a while, then continued to speak.

"Is there any way to extend the shelf life of the hemostatic gel beyond 200㹓?"

All the doctors looked at each other, and finally a slightly older doctor raised his hand.

"I heard that freezing can be done...but you need to be extremely careful when thawing to prevent crystal precipitation."

This is quite unpopular knowledge.

After all, most of the inventory will be disposed of and replaced with new ones when the shelf life is less than half.

He also learned about this knowledge point because he had studied related topics when he was studying for his doctorate.

Lin Youyou's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on her face.

"Is it frozen? Is there a more specific method for thawing?"

The taller doctor said cautiously.

"I can teach you how to operate it. It shouldn't be difficult for you, but the problem is that even if you remember it, it won't mean much, right?"

"How could it be? As long as there is a way, I will do it. I will record the operation flow...before I swallow the last bite."

As he spoke, Lin Youyou looked at the unconscious girl lying on the treatment bed.

She reached out lovingly and gently stroked the few remaining strands of hair on her forehead.

That should be a beautiful face.

Even if her smooth skin has rotted away, she can still see through the pure soul buried under the radioactive dust.

"...You will survive."

"Your partner is a brave boy...and his bravery is not inferior to any of us."

"I believe he will be able to cure you with the method I left behind."

…

The final dinner lasted for three days, and the subsequent rehearsals lasted for nearly half a month.

During this non-existent time, everyone knew exactly what they wanted to do.

No matter it's a dead person.

Still alive.

Finally, when the moment of farewell came, all the crew members moved to their respective positions in tacit understanding.

That was where they were when they entered hyperspace, and where they were when the neutron bomb exploded.

In addition to the three space combat team warriors.

Before returning to their positions, they have one last thing to do.

That is to return to the scene of the accident, put the dormant capsule that does not exist in this time and space back into the landing craft, and re-cover the overturned "box".

Two soldiers wearing power armor carried the coffin-like sleeping capsule through the isolation zone.

Looking at the spaceship lying in the gym, Xiao Yong said with a grin.

"It's really strange to say..."

Luo Yi asked Yu.

"What's weird?"

Xiao Yong answered with a smile.

"Those of us are already dead, but we can still perform missions with the 'living people'."

"Are you talking about the living person, me, or the child 200 years from now?"

"All of them."

Looking at his teammates walking in front, Luo Yi thought for a while and gave an ambiguous answer.

"This is indeed a bizarre experience, but I think since it happened, there must be a reason for it to happen."

He is not a physicist and it is difficult to give a reasonable explanation from physics.

Be sure to say why.

Maybe it's because they all believe it.

When faced with a desperate situation, they all planted the seeds of hope.

This itself is not something difficult to explain.

The two men carried the sleeping capsule into the room and put it back into the twisted landing craft.

Then, they closed the hatch, left the room, and removed the isolation tape outside the room... just as if I had been here before.

After returning the equipment in the duty room, Xiao Yong took a deep breath, exchanged a military salute with Sergeant Luo Yi, and then strode out of the door.

From the moment he returns to his room and closes the door, everything returns to square one.

The stagnant time will continue to move forward.

Their bodies will rot in the dust, and their souls will go to the battlefield 200 years later.

It would be ghost versus ghost.

Borrowed from living hands.

Regardless of the final victory or defeat, they will not let their children face the ghosts from the past alone.

They will fight side by side.

On the bridge of the guided-missile cruiser Orion, Zhao Tianhe, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, straightened the officer's hat on his head, and then cast his gaze on the deep galaxy in front of him.

"I suddenly discovered...the stars outside seemed to have stopped a long time ago."

Although the stars seen in the universe do not twinkle as frequently as those in the atmosphere, they are not completely still, and they also alternate between red and blue light.

Especially when their relative distance changes.

Also looking at the brilliant galaxy, Wu Mengke smiled softly.

"Actually, I noticed it before, but I realized later that it wasn't that they were still, but that we were..."

Zhao Tianhe smiled and said with squinted eyes.

"It seems that there are many things hidden in this universe that we don't know about..."

Vaguely, his eyes seemed to see the frozen galaxy flicker again.

And it's different from before.

It was the most brilliant light he had ever seen.

"It seems the time is almost up."

"Colonel."

Hearing the voice coming from the side, he turned his face slightly and looked away from the twinkling stars.

I saw that my old friend who had worked with him for many years was placing his raised right hand against the edge of the hat.

Her expression was unprecedentedly solemn and solemn.

"Thank you……"

"It has been an honor to work with you."

Looking at Wu Mengke with a solemn expression and the people standing with her, Zhao Tianhe showed a happy smile on his face and raised his hand to return a military salute.

"It's me who should be honored. Being able to work with you is the greatest honor in my life."

"Thank you for your sincere cooperation over the years."

"We'll see you in the cemetery."

…

In the silent universe, a ray of light that shines but no one can see suddenly blooms.

The moment the Orion missile cruiser left the hyperspace tunnel, the raging neutron plume penetrated the indestructible armor, and then the sound waves of the explosion spread through every cabin along the shattered steel.

Same as Dr. Wu said.

It happened in a split second, so quickly that there was no time to react. More than 2,700 of the 3,000 crew members were killed, and only 227 survived.

䀴Even the 227 people who survived were all severely injured.

The high-energy neutron rays destroyed the cellular structure of various organs and tissues in their bodies, as well as the macromolecular proteins between free cells and cells. Fortunately, the bionic prosthetics in their bodies were only affected by the electromagnetic pulse. They were briefly pulled back from the hell gate.

The crisis is not over.

The exploding neutron bomb not only killed the crew of the Orion, but also severely damaged the Orion itself.

Without rescue, they had no possibility of survival or self-rescue.

Death is only a matter of time!

At the same time, the intelligent program on board the landing craft began to work.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the Orion guided missile cruiser, the landing craft's shipboard AI followed the preset program and ruthlessly launched electronic warfare to compete for control of the Orion.

Under normal circumstances, the information security engineers and artificial intelligence experts of the Ten Departments would never let it succeed.

Nowadays, the surviving engineers of the entire ten units can even be counted on one hand. It is almost impossible to have the slightest chance of winning in the face of a well-prepared electronic warfare invasion.

The smart virus from the Gemini will break through the Orion's firewall without any suspense. By the time the survivors on the Orion come to their senses, it will be too late.

The intelligent program carrying the will of the entire crew of the Gemini missile cruiser will take over the entire starship, use the latter's shipboard server to "resurrection", and then continue to execute the plan called "The Final Battle".

The whole plan can be said to be flawless.

Even light years away, the bullet had already hit the target!

However, the fire of civilization did not go out, but instead bloomed with unprecedented light.

In the power room on the lower deck, the engineer collapsed on the ground, rubbing his elbows on the ground and crawling forward with difficulty.

Blood oozed uncontrollably from his mouth and nose, mixed with sticky blood clots and dripping onto the alloy floor. The clothes on his chest left shocking drag marks.

His legs have become disabled, and all he can move is his two prosthetic arms.

But even so, he still endured the burning pain all over his body and climbed into the working room of the power room.

The starship's fusion reactor was only separated from him by a wall, and the power source was right in front of him.

Like a ghost crawling out of the abyss, covered in blood, he used all his strength to lift up half of his body, stretched out his trembling right hand, put the bloody key into the keyhole, and twisted it with all his strength, opening it. Protective cover on safety gate.

The guy who designed the Space Force starship operational safety manual probably didn’t know that Rule 27, which he wrote after careful consideration, has now accidentally saved the lives of everyone on earth.

According to Article 27, before entering the hyperspace spacecraft, at least two power engineers must be retained in the reactor to confirm the operation of the core and report to each other at any time.

He is the one who survived, and he is also one of the 227 survivors!

The trigger is already in his hand, and he will fire the first shot of this desperate counterattack!

"Do you want my spaceship?"

He grinned, coughed out a mouthful of blood, and then used all his strength to press down the handle of the brake in his hand.

With a soft "buzz" sound, the reactor that was originally running stably went out in an instant, and the entire power room quickly flashed with overwhelming red alarms.

Reactor shutdown.

The power supply facilities of the entire starship were quickly switched to backup circuits and entered energy-saving mode.

In the energy-saving mode, the shipboard servers that provide information services are the first facilities to be shut down. Soon, the entire starship will only have wired intercom functions.

The guys on board the Gemini probably never imagined that their old friend could still use the trick of unplugging the power supply. No matter how good a hacker is, they would not be able to hack into a server that is powered off.

The engineer who finished this breathed a sigh of relief.

As the tense nerves finally relaxed, his consciousness, which was barely able to stay awake, gradually began to blur.

But it doesn’t matter.

His mission is complete.

The next step depends on the remaining 226 brothers and the comrades 200 years later——

They made an appointment.

As the gravity device lost power anyway, he felt his body float up from the floor, and floated to a corner of the room along with the work tablet and office chair that floated up together.

Looking at the key floating away from his fingertips, an unyielding smile appeared on the bleeding face.

"want to……"

"Then...get it...from my body!"