The Wallfacer: Everyone wants to break through my wall.

Lin Feng nodded in understanding; he now understood what Wiener meant by the research dilemma.

Wiener went on to explain, “The research predicament is not a problem for other scholars, but I don’t like it. The freedom of scientific research is restricted. I chose to leave my hometown and live in seclusion here because I rejected this research environment.”

"I want to spend the rest of my life doing the research I want to do, rather than doing research to make money for others."

Having understood why Wiener was unwilling to go to the Taylor Group, Lin Feng no longer insisted that Wiener relocate to the Taylor Group.

As the other party said, the Taylor Institute could not provide Wiener with a free research environment. Research resources were limited, and the Taylor Institute would tend to research more valuable projects.

Allowing Wiener to conduct the experiments he wanted would be extremely unfair to the other scholars in the Taylor group.

Lin Feng glanced at the meteorite dwelling. Viña's meteorite dwelling was much smaller than Leonardo's, and it only had one room, so you could see the whole thing at a glance.

Inside Wiener's meteorite dwelling, the most eye-catching thing is just a large glass jar containing a green liquid, with many reflectors around it reflecting sunlight onto the jar.

"What kind of research are you doing now?" Lin Feng asked.

Wiener explained, "We used solar radiation to alter the genetic structure of Chlorella and observed the different traits exhibited by Chlorella under different variations."

"What's the point of doing this?" Lin Feng frowned and asked.

Wiener smiled. “It’s meaningless, but I just want to do it. Leeuwenhoek polished lenses and made microscopes to observe the microscopic world not for fame or fortune, but simply because he wanted to do it.”

“Alright, then we won’t bother you anymore. However, our Taylor Group would like to renovate your meteorite dwelling to make your living environment safer. Is that alright?” Lin Feng suggested.

Thank you.

Wiener smiled and thanked Lin Feng and the others.

Just as the two were about to leave, Viña suddenly called out to Lin Feng and the others.

"Wait a minute, please accept this as a token of your gratitude for helping me repair my meteorite dwelling."

It was a cylindrical container with a transparent glass interior containing a green liquid.

"what is this?"

Lin Feng took the container, examined the liquid inside, and asked curiously.

Wiener explained, “Eutrophic chlorella has a more efficient photosynthesis and reproduction capacity than regular chlorella. Although it doesn’t taste very good, one liter of chlorella is enough to support an adult’s nutrition for a day without strenuous exercise, and it reproduces four to five times faster than regular chlorella.”

"It's nothing valuable, but it's all I can give you."

As she spoke, Vena looked apologetic. The Taylor family had helped her repair the meteorite dwelling, making it safer, but she had nothing to repay the Taylor family with.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "There's no need for that. If you really want to thank us, why don't you share your future research data with us? Wouldn't it be a pity to let your research data be buried because of your passing?"

As he spoke, Lin Feng prepared to return the container to Wiener, but Wiener refused.

"Even if you don't ask me to, I will make my research data public in the future for future generations, so please accept my gratitude."

……

Lin Feng and his group headed to the third meteorite habitat.

"We've failed at two places, are we going to go to the third one?" The person accompanying Lin Feng asked.

Why not go?

The companion hesitated for a moment before replying, "But even if we go, we might end up like those two before us—unable to persuade them to leave, and..."

Seeing the companion's hesitant expression, Lin Feng frowned.

"And what?"

"And that person is a bit neurotic, he doesn't seem like a normal person," the companion replied.

Frankly, the person accompanying the child doesn't want to have contact with a third person.

Lin Feng said, "Then we should go over there even more. The other party is a human being, which has been proven from a biological point of view. He is not some insignificant cockroach in some corner."

“But that person just wanted to stay in a corner like a cockroach,” the companion said.

"what?"

The spaceship arrived at its third destination, and Lin Feng and his team entered the meteorite dwelling of the third "holdout".

The companions explained their purpose to a man named Negan who lived in the meteorite dwelling.

Unlike Wiener and Leonardo, Negan's room was very empty, except for many pictures of the starry sky on the walls and a telescope.

He lay flat on the ground, just like the others Lin Feng had seen lying flat in the New Ireland Community.

“You guys go back. I’m not going to the Taylor Group,” Negan said.

The person accompanying him advised, "There are safety risks in staying here. What are you staying for? In the Taylor system, you will have access to better observation equipment to observe the stars."

"You think I observe the starry sky because I like it?"

Negan glanced at his companion before looking away, repeating his earlier words, "Leave. I just want to waste my time now, to be a cockroach. Civilization is meaningless, humanity is worthless, just like a baby's meaningless birth and then its meaningless death."

"Only by lying down like this, letting go of all responsibilities and illusions, can I stop being afraid and desperate."

The person accompanying Lin Feng sighed and shrugged, expressing their helplessness.

Lin Feng walked over and then suddenly said something.

Is it because science is dead?

"you……"

Negan stared wide-eyed at Lin Feng, about to say something, but was interrupted by Lin Feng.

Lin Feng pointed to himself and said, "I am Feng Taylor. I am not reconciled, so I have stood before you across more than half a century. If one day humanity is destroyed, it will only be destroyed along with the universe. Humanity will exist for as long as the universe exists."

"You can lie down and live like a cockroach if you want, after all, life is short, which means you're destined not to encounter the things you're worried about."

After saying that, Lin Feng got up and left, followed by his companions.

At this moment, Negan had already sat up. He stared at Lin Feng's departing figure, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Before leaving, Lin Feng added a final sentence.

“Mr. Negan, the choice is entirely yours. If you do not intend to go to the Taylor system, contact the Taylor fleet in the asteroid belt and have them help you repair your meteorite habitat.”

Chapter 170 Times may change, but people will not.

Since the Taylor Group signed a two-way immigration agreement with the New Ireland Community, the Taylor Group has also signed similar two-way immigration agreements with other space cities.

The number of people transferring to the asteroid belt has decreased significantly, although there are still some, but the growth rate is no longer as rapid as before.

"Can you operate a spaceship?" the old man asked.

The young man shook his head. "I don't know how. I studied financial management and have never systematically learned how to operate a spaceship."

The young man looked worried. He knew that if his skills didn't match the job requirements, he would be laid off. He figured he was going to be sent back to his hometown.

However, to the young man's surprise, the old man smiled and handed him a form.

"That's alright. Just register this and we'll proceed with the brain implantation surgery."

"What? I need surgery?! But, but I don't have any money, the cost of the surgery..."

The young man was taken aback at first, and then began to express his concern. In the past, when he joined a company, he had to pay a training fee. Generally speaking, this fee was not very high, but since this was surgery, the cost would probably be quite high.

“The Taylor Group will cover all expenses, so you don’t need to worry about that,” the old man said.

As the young man filled out the form, the old man explained the purpose of the brain transplant to him.

"Brain transplantation allows you to quickly master spaceship operation skills without needing many days of training to become proficient in piloting the spaceship."

Why am I studying this? To join the army?

The young man asked, puzzled, and handed the form in his hand to the old man.

The old man was looking through the forms when he heard the young man's question, and then he suddenly chuckled.

"Join the army? You're dreaming. You'll be joining the construction team, piloting engineering ships to build space cities where you can live."

"Operating a spaceship or even building in space with just a welding torch is an essential skill for everyone in the Taylor system. If you want to integrate into the Taylor system, you must learn these space survival skills."

The old man stamped the form and put it aside. Just as he was about to let the young man leave, he suddenly remembered something and gave him some instructions.

"Oh, right, I should also remind you that the Taylor Group doesn't deal in finance. We don't have a virtual economy here, so you can't speculate on stocks or bonds or anything like that. If you try to create financial securities on your own and get caught later, don't blame me for not warning you beforehand... Hmm?"

Before the old man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a virtual window that popped up beside him. On the other side of the window was another elderly man.

"Old Guo, stop for a moment, I have something urgent to tell you," the old man on the other side of the window said.

"what happened?"

Old Guo's gaze shifted from the young man to the window.

"There are too many people, and all the brain implants in stock have been used up," the old man at the window replied.

"Oh no, what should we do then?"

Upon hearing this, Old Man Guo quickly stopped the young man who was about to leave, telling him not to rush off.

The old man at the window replied, "The higher-ups have given two options. One is the old-fashioned virtual teaching method, which involves arranging virtual game equipment to allow these people to learn in an immersive way. The other is hibernation. If the first option also exceeds its capacity, then we'll hibernate a group of people for a year or two to give them a break."

Old Guo pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"That works, but where will these people be housed? And how will they be fed?"

"Several transport fleets have been dispatched and will arrive in two months. The transport ships have a large interior space, and with a little modification, they can be used as mobile spaces to accommodate these people for virtual learning."

The old man on the other side of the pop-up window replied, a response that left Old Guo somewhat bewildered.

"Two months? You want these people to starve to death?"

The old man on the other side of the pop-up window slapped his forehead in exasperation and then complained.

"Old Guo, can't you use your brain? We can let them hibernate for two months and then wake them up."

Hibernation consumes very little energy, and the number of hibernation pods inside the space city is plentiful. Moreover, even if the number of hibernation pods in this space city is full, one can still go to another space city belonging to the Taylor system to apply for hibernation.

Old Guo took out another form and asked the young man for the form he had given him earlier.

"Kid, you heard what I just said. Give me the brain implant form first. Fill out this hibernation form and then hand it over to the hibernation area. The staff there will take care of everything for you."

……

Lin Feng listened to Davis's report, and after hearing all the contents of the report, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Feng said, "Everything went smoothly. Apart from the fact that the number of people coming to the space city was much higher than we initially estimated, the two-way immigration did not encounter much resistance."