Reborn Before the Apocalypse: My Backing is the Nation

Chapter 189 Surviving to the very last moment!
This is……

Jiang Yang's pupils slowly contracted.

The point of light wasn't approaching me very quickly. Visually, it was only about ten meters per second, like someone running at a normal pace.

But at this moment, I am orbiting the moon at a speed of about 1.7 kilometers per second. So it is very likely that the point of light is also orbiting the moon.

Also orbiting the moon, it has a metallic sheen within its white color...

Jiang Yang looked at the mechanical spacesuit he was wearing.

That's the color it is.

call……

Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and made a judgment in his mind.

A few more seconds passed, and the light spot got closer and closer to him. Jiang Yang finally saw its shape clearly, which confirmed his judgment.

That was an astronaut wearing the same standard spacesuit as himself!

That was Zhuo Fangting, who had been launched into space before me!

However, Zhuo Fangting's launch trajectory is clearly different from his own. Logically speaking, there should be no possibility of them intersecting. Why are they so close now?
Suddenly, Jiang Yang understood.

Both my own and Zhuo Fangting's paths have become unstable.

Due to the gravitational influence of the black hole, the orbits changed, and the two people who were originally unlikely to get close now showed signs of intersecting.

That being the case...

Grab him!
A thought suddenly arose in Jiang Yang's mind, so strong that it was uncontrollable.

Grab him! You must grab him!
Although this wouldn't change the current situation, and even if he did manage to grab him, the two of them wouldn't be able to communicate verbally because the radio was unusable.

but……

Grab him!
It was a driving force that transcended any individual relationship. It wasn't kinship, nor camaraderie, but rather the bond between compatriots.

At this moment, human civilization has been destroyed. The Moon City base will also be destroyed in a short time. I am in the vastness of space, unable to even change my trajectory; everything is beyond my control.

If at this moment there were a fellow human being, someone of the same species, beside me, it wouldn't matter who they were—whether it was Zhuo Fangting, a random passerby, a street vendor, a renowned artist, a high-ranking official, a farmer from the countryside, a white-collar worker in an office building, a beggar, a gangster, or a thug—it wouldn't matter, it would be fine.

As long as it's human.

As long as there is one fellow countryman facing the endless, vast, and profound universe with you, you will have more courage no matter what you face next.

Even when they were still a hundred meters away, not even enough to make out his exact shape, Jiang Yang had already stretched out his arm with force.

As if they were telepathically connected, Zhuo Fangting also stretched out his arm towards Jiang Yang at that moment.

Against the backdrop of a desolate and lifeless moon, illuminated by countless stars, and surrounded by the vast and profound universe, two equally helpless and insignificant humans each reach out their hands to the other.

The distance is getting closer.

Jiang Yang observed Zhuo Fangting while quickly doing mental calculations.

Based on their respective trajectories and speeds at this moment, they will likely reach their closest point in about ten seconds. And at that closest point…

Although he couldn't calculate a very precise result, Jiang Yang was still filled with excitement.

The two orbits are highly likely to overlap!

For ordinary spacecraft, overlapping orbits would be a serious disaster. But for the two people at this moment, it was a blessing in disguise.

Come, my comrades, my compatriots, whatever we may face next, let us stand together and meet it together...

At this moment, the two were only a dozen meters apart. Jiang Yang could even see the face hidden behind the spacesuit helmet by the faint starlight and moonlight.

It really was Zhuo Fangting.

Getting closer and closer.

Jiang Yang's heart instantly shifted from fervent anticipation to icy coldness. Their trajectories did indeed overlap. But… their altitudes were different.

With a distance of about three meters between them, Jiang Yang could clearly see Zhuo Fangting's figure slowly drifting past him.

Both of them stretched out their arms, but even including the length of their arms, there was still a gap of more than one meter between them.

He could clearly see Zhuo Fangting's mouth opening and closing repeatedly, his facial muscles twitching, as if he were shouting something at the top of his lungs.

But this vast vacuum cannot accommodate the transmission of any sound.

He couldn't hear what Zhuo Fangting was shouting at all.

But this is not important.

Even though he didn't understand lip reading, Jiang Yang still fully perceived what message Zhuo Fangting wanted to convey to him.

"Live on! Live on! Live to the very last moment!"

Zhuo Fangting's figure slowly drifted away, moving at the exact same speed as when he had approached her earlier.

Jiang Yang knew that Zhuo Fangting was also unlikely to hear his words.

But he was also facing the direction Zhuo Fangting had drifted away, shouting with all his might.

"Mission accomplished!"

As if hearing Jiang Yang's call, Jiang Yang saw Zhuo Fangting, who was more than 20 meters away from him, facing him sideways, struggling to raise his arm and slowly waving, as if saying goodbye.

Two tears involuntarily welled up in the corners of Jiang Yang's eyes.

Unlike normal tears that slide down the face, these two teardrops clung tightly to the corners of my eyes, perfectly round and translucent, refusing to come off.

"Damn it, this bastard God—no, this bastard reaper..."

Jiang Yang smiled and shook his head vigorously, shaking off the two water droplets, letting them float inside the space helmet. He also waved vigorously in the direction Zhuo Fangting had drifted away.

Zhuo Fangting's figure slowly disappeared into the darkness and could no longer be seen.

Jiang Yang knew that from now on, until the end of this life, he was unlikely to see him again before he died.

Because at this moment, the orbits of the two are not stable, but are constantly changing under the gravitational struggle between the black hole and the moon.

The probability of the two of them meeting by chance this time is incredibly small.

There's no next time.

With a forced effort, Jiang Yang focused his attention on the lunar surface below.

For some reason, Jiang Yang began to feel that the moon below seemed larger, and occupied a larger proportion of his field of vision.

It is an obvious fact that the closer you are to an object, the larger the image you see.

So... am I closer to the moon now?
Jiang Yang observed carefully, letting his body continue to fly at high speed.

Ahead, the shining sun reappeared, and the bright star slowly emerged from below the horizon.

As expected, Jiang Yang saw it as even brighter.

Meanwhile, the moon below, which had been gradually growing larger, began to shrink rapidly.

It's getting smaller and smaller.

At this moment, it has become so small that I can clearly see the entire spherical shape of the moon.

"Are you leaving already?"

Jiang Yang sighed inwardly.

(End of this chapter)