At this moment, Mark felt that he might not be awake yet, or he might have slept so much that he was a little dizzy.
Otherwise, how could we see the Chinese flag on Mars? !
Although the Chinese Mars landing plan is almost following the United States in full swing, as far as Mark knows, they have no relevant news as of yesterday.
But why did a Chinese house appear in front of me as soon as I woke up?
Could it be that the Chinese have used Sun Tzu's Art of War, which they are best at, to hide it from the enemy and finally shock the whole world? !
Even so, shouldn’t a house made of a container be used as a living cabin for astronauts?
Mark was puzzled, hurriedly put on his space suit and rushed out.
When he came outside and saw the container villa more clearly, Mark's mood suddenly became very complicated.
There are surprises, doubts, sourness, displeasure...and joy and happiness.
Such emotions were mixed together so that he didn’t know what words to use to describe them for a moment. It wasn’t until he stood in front of the container villa and reached out to touch the hard door that he was sure what he had just said. Seeing is not an illusion.
No matter how he got here? At least I'm not alone anymore.
Maybe I can return to Earth safely with his help. Mark thought to himself, reaching out and pressing the doorbell.
The doorbell rang several times, but no one came out to open the door.
Mark raised his hand to knock on the door, but hesitated and finally turned around and left.
After returning to his own cabin, Mark logged into his account and prepared to record a log.
"Hello, I am Mark Watney, astronaut. I record this log and save it in case I fail to hold on or encounter other accidents..."
He paused for a moment, glanced at the time and said: "It is now 8:43, the 19th solar day, and I am still alive."
"Although this is nonsense, I I think this is a surprise for my teammates and the FAA, and it is also a surprise for the whole world, really, so...surprise!"
Mark smiled when he said this, and then picked it up! He raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know what is a bigger surprise? Just now, just now, I opened the door and went out, and I saw a house with a five-star red flag appearing opposite me."
< p> "I guess the reason why I didn't die was probably because he saved me. It seems that he is not hostile to me, but who can say for sure. I plan to visit him again later, You know, a polite visit.""After all, you have to come and say hello when a new neighbor comes, but..."
Mark suddenly scratched his head. He cursed in displeasure and said: "I just can't understand how he managed to change the room overnight.Zi Gai is opposite me, and there was a storm yesterday. Could it be that the Chinese have mastered some unknown powerful technology? "
After complaining for a while, he calmed down and continued his previous diary.
"I did not die on the 18th solar day, which is considered the best result. Yes, the main communication antenna in this section is broken. "
Mark said, taking out the antenna that he saw after waking up and still stained with his blood, and gestured to the camera, "It penetrated my physiological monitor and opened it for me. Got a hole. However, the antenna and blood did successfully block the opening of my spacesuit, allowing me to survive until the Chinese came to save me. "
At this point, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Don't ask me why it must be the Chinese who saved me, because on this damn Mars, apart from me, there are only Get rid of him, or..."
He suddenly thought of a possibility, his face suddenly became unsightly, and he stuttered and said in a guessing tone: "Them? ”
When I think about the possibility that I will live on this planet with a group of Chinese people, and I am the only American here.
I don’t know why, Mark suddenly There was an uneasy feeling.
He calmed down and continued: "I think my teammates must think I'm dead. I can't contact FAA, and even if I can, I have to wait. It would take four years for a manned mission to rescue me, and the cabin I was in was designed to last for 31 days. ”
“If the oxygenator breaks, I will suffocate. If the reclaimed water unit breaks, I'll die of thirst. "
"If the habitation module is damaged, I will be like..." He shuddered as if thinking of his pitiful end, "Being squeezed." "
"If I'm lucky enough and none of this happens, eventually I'll run out of food, so...yeah. "Mark obviously thought about his possible ending, and his face suddenly darkened again.
After being silent for a long time, he began to stroll around the living cabin.
In front of his companions He walked past their bed and looked through the personal belongings they left behind. He finally made up his mind and said to himself: "I don't want to die here. ”
So he began to count his remaining food.
He roughly estimated that he could eat it for about a year, but this was obviously not enough.
Because He will have to stay here for at least four years.
If there is no subsequent source of food, he will be dead.
He immediately thought of the Chinese people opposite. But then he thought about the good and bad relations between China and the United States, especially the rumors he had heard that some Chinese people were not very friendly to Americans. He finally hesitated until he finished using the toilet. , when packing the excrement, he suddenly had an idea.
He quickly found the potatoes that NASA asked them to bring for Easter, which was now used to solve his food source problem.
< p>XingMark, who was so excited, started recording the diary again."Okay, let's do the math. The service facilities we have here can only last for 31 solar days. In order to create a surplus, they have prepared food for 68 days, which is for six people. ”
“If I’m the only one left now, I can last for about 300 days. I think I can survive until 400 days if I save a lot, so I have to find a way to grow three years’ worth of food here. , planted on a planet where no grass grows."
"Fortunately..." Mark took out a brochure, pointed to the author's name printed on it, and said with a hint of pride: "I am a botanist. Home, and Mars, will be afraid of the power of my great botany.” Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a knock on the door from outside.
At this moment, Mark couldn't help but shuddered, and the hairs all over his body stood up.
He really had the feeling that when he was alone in his small room at night, a ghost suddenly knocked on the door.
Horror!
Horror.
But then he thought of the Chinese people opposite him, and the fear in his heart subsided a lot, but was replaced by anxiety.
"Wait a minute."
Whether people outside could hear it or not, he shouted, and then began to put on his spacesuit.
After a while, he opened the hatch and was stunned.