Cataclysmic Era: I can unlock the tech tree

Mo Zeyang's eyes revealed a hint of interest.

"Professor, are there any risks in doing this?"

As a researcher, his first thought was of the hidden risks.

Lu Yongchang hesitated for a moment, then nodded silently.

"Yes, and the risks are considerable."

"You also know the condition of Elder Lin when he entered hibernation. The longer it goes on, the lower the probability of him waking up."

"Unless our medical technology develops fast enough, otherwise..."

"..." Mo Zeyang fell silent again.

After thinking for a few minutes, a hint of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes.

"That's enough!"

"Professor, execute the wake-up procedure!"

"Rather than let Old Lin die in hibernation, we might as well gamble on one last glimmer of hope!"

……

An anti-hibernation agent was slowly injected into Old Lin's body.

Time slips away, bit by bit.

The vital signs displayed on the medical pod gradually improved.

But Old Lin's eyes remained closed for a long time.

A low-pressure atmosphere hung over the laboratory, and a dark cloud seemed to hang over the faces of all the researchers.

"Why……"

Half an hour later, looking at the vital signs data that were stable but showed signs of weakness, Lü Yongchang sighed: "Academician Mo, perhaps there is no miracle."

Mo Zeyang stared intently at the old man inside the medical pod, his eyes red-rimmed, and said, "Professor, could you help me open the medical pod's hatch?"

"..." Lu Yongchang looked at Mo Zeyang in front of him and sighed again, "Zero, open the hatch."

Zero remained silent.

The hatch of the medical module slowly opened.

Mo Zeyang slowly stepped forward, looked at Old Lin's face which had regained some color, his lips trembled a few times, and he said softly.

"Academician Lin, there's a problem with the architecture of your third-generation quantum computer."

The moment he finished speaking, Old Lin twitched his finger slightly.

Then, under everyone's gaze, Old Lin's lips trembled slightly a few times.

"...Wh-what's the problem?"

A very faint hissing sound rang out.

"It...it's a success?" Lu Yongchang stared blankly at the scene before him.

He immediately realized what was happening: "Where are the medical staff? Get them here right now!"

The biology lab was in complete chaos.

As for Mo Zeyang, he wept with joy, reaching out to grasp Old Lin's withered, thin right hand, repeatedly saying, "Old Lin, it's alright, nothing went wrong!"

"Where...where is this?" Old Lin opened his eyes slightly, glanced at his surroundings, and asked in an extremely weak voice.

"This is Mars!"

Lu Yongchang quickly stepped forward, bent down, and whispered, "Old Lin, Earth is no longer suitable for human habitation. We are now on Mars."

"Your architecture design has proven to be flawless in practice!"

Old Lin exhaled a long, stale breath.

"Mars...?"

"It seems I haven't slept much."

With that, he closed his eyes again.

Mo Zeyang panicked upon seeing this scene!

"Mr. Lin! Mr. Lin! Hang in there! The medical staff are on their way!"

"...Young Mo, you're so noisy." Old Lin's lips moved again, and he said in a breathy voice, "Let this old man rest for a while."

Upon hearing this, Mo Zeyang and Lü Yongchang were slightly taken aback.

Then, a faint smile appeared on their faces.

……

Lin Hongsheng woke up a month later.

Lu Yongchang sat in his office, silently watching the holographic image in front of him.

Before my eyes was a constantly flashing red light.

That was news that some mineral reserves had reached the warning level.

Exploration and mining missions on Mars have been ongoing.

Unlike Earth, Mars lacks many important minerals.

As for the reason... it still comes down to that huge meteorite that hit Mars 40 billion years ago.

The impact of the meteorite accelerated the cooling rate of Mars' core by an unknown number of times.

Without the large-scale activity of magma and magnetic fields, Mars naturally lacks liquid water and life on its surface.

The lack of water flow and biological activity has led to a significant reduction in the variety of minerals on Mars.

Although many robots on Earth are still faithfully carrying out destructive mining missions and are constantly being transported to Mars via space elevators and spacecraft, this cannot meet the growing needs of human civilization.

"Zero, please inform Fang Xu for me."

After pondering for a long time, Lü Yongchang stood up from his chair and walked towards the office door: "Prepare for a meeting."

"A conference on space mining technology."

……

Proxima Centauri b.

Marus, number 12, swung his weak limbs and walked along the road with trepidation.

Looking around, the people on both sides of the road were mostly tall and strong Proxima Centauri.

Only a small number of Marus, physically frail like him, walked silently in the middle of the road.

At noon, the massive primary star showered endless heat upon Proxima Centauri b.

Under the light and rays of the primary star, Mars 12 felt a stinging sensation coming from his shell-like back.

He longed to walk into the shadows on either side of the road.

But this is not allowed.

Only normal Proxima Centauri can walk in the shadows on both sides of the road; Marus, who were hatched by the incubation center, are not worthy to walk on them.

"call……"

Marus, number 12, slightly opened his breathing hole and exhaled a deep breath.

I really don't want to go out!

But no way.

This is his work for today.

Of course, these are not supplies from the incubation center.

The supplies for the incubation center were delivered by specialized Proxima Centauri; he, a mere Marus, was not qualified to do this job.

As for what to purchase...

They are nothing more than the daily necessities of adults.

After all, life inside the incubation center is dull and boring, so it's understandable that the adults want to find some fun.

Under the light of the main star, the conversation from the previous night involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

When Marus No. 2 proposed to spread the news, tiny bumps appeared on the tops of the minds of all the Marus present.

"Are you crazy?!"

"If this is discovered, we'll all suffer the same fate as Atocha, who was executed!" Marus, number 7, cried out in terror.

Marus #2 glanced indifferently at Marus #7.

"so what?"

"Are we just supposed to stay in the incubation center like this, continuing to work for those adults while they try to escape this planet?"

Number 7, Marus, was momentarily speechless: "This, this..."

Number 2, Marus, narrowed his three pairs of eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "Since we're doomed no matter what we do, why don't we make things bigger?"

silence.

An unprecedented silence.

In the cramped room, you could not even hear the people breathing.

Perhaps realizing the seriousness of the situation, all the Marus present involuntarily held their breath.

"Every now and then, those adults will send one of the Marus out to purchase supplies," Marus Number Two said casually. "At that time, we can find an opportunity to spread the news."

"As for whether it will be effective, we'll have to rely on our luck."