Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Yang Xinxin said softly:

"The records of the Pupil Organization at the time said that Freeman claimed to have 'established a second life base'."

"He wasn't just saying that offhand. He really intends to establish a colony on Mars."

"And he was very clear that something would happen to the planet; he had been making relocation plans for more than a decade before the end of the world."

Zhang Yi remained silent.

He simply leaned back in his chair, his knuckles tapping lightly on the table.

He was deeply impressed and admired by the person who could have conceived of all this decades ago.

Yang Xinxin then pulled up the second set of documents.

Those were deep space monitoring data and Mars orbit reports that she compiled herself.

She is the smartest person in the team and Zhang Yi's advisor in every operation.

In front of Zhang Yi, she is often the one who "translates complicated things into something you can understand".

She straightened a section of the coordinate curve with her fingertips.

"Next is our plan to land on Mars."

Zhang Yi nodded: "Go on."

Yang Xinxin clicked on the first one.

The relative distance between Mars and Earth, based on their current orbital positions, is narrowing.

She pulled up a simple, intuitive number.

"Seventy-eight million kilometers away, Mars is only this far away from us now."

"At this distance, if we upgrade the Dreamer's engines, optimize inertia compensation, and take into account deceleration and trajectory correction, theoretically..."

She paused, then looked up at Zhang Yi.

"It will take less than a month to arrive."

Zhang Yi raised an eyebrow and said calmly:

"A month? It's a bit long, but still acceptable."

He joked, "I originally thought it would take more than half a year, eating compressed biscuits on the road until I wanted to die."

If it really takes that long, he'll probably have to change his plans.

Because if it takes a year to travel back and forth, who knows what might happen on Earth.

Li Yangyang was leaning against the sofa armrest, sunbathing her legs, her nails painted with a new iridescent silver.

Upon hearing this, she gently patted her fair and tender calves, which were even more slender and long than a woman's.

However, generally speaking, men's legs are always thinner than women's.

Her eyes crinkled beautifully as she whispered to Fatty Xu:

"Oh dear, I still need to prepare clothes."

"You can't be too sloppy when you're living on a spaceship for a month."

Fatty Xu swallowed hard, and while applying body lotion to her, he whispered, "I like black stockings, you know. Tianhai Family stockings are pretty good."

Yang Xinxin was not interrupted and continued with the second point.

She pulled up a cross-sectional image of the Martian crustal faults.

She and Lu Keran made it together.

They used anomalies in Mars' gravitational field, magnetic field debris, and heat distribution to deduce underground cavities.

She circled a dark area with a laser pointer.

"The surface of Mars is not quite what we imagined. It's not a solid red rock. It's hollow underneath, and there's a lot of hollow space."

She lowered her voice as she said this.

There are underground tunnels.

"It has a dome."

"There is a fluid layer."

Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes: "So..."

Yang Xinxin turned to look at him and casually gave the most straightforward conclusion:

"Something lives beneath Mars!"

The basement of the villa fell silent for a moment.

Lu Keran was typing rapidly, but her hand stopped hovering in mid-air.

Li Yangyang's smile also faded by half.

Deng Shentong gently placed the teacup on the table, his posture still elegant, but his eyes were noticeably more focused.

Zhang Yi clutched the back of his head with both hands, laughing and exclaiming, "So, there really is an underground civilization after all?"

Yang Xinxin nodded.

“We cannot be 100% certain that it can be called a ‘civilization,’ but it is at least an ‘organized long-term inhabitant.’”

"It's not like a haphazardly stacked insect hive. It's a structured, planned cluster of chambers. In other words..."

She exhaled softly:

"That place has most likely already been occupied."

Zhang Yi clicked his tongue softly, leaned back, and crossed his arms.

"It means that if we go to Mars to mine, we might have to compete with the natives. Well, I'm prepared for that."