After talking a lot, Jing Hongtu also became a little depressed. He seemed to be aging quickly and his energy was not as good as before.
He put the books in Xiangshan's hand one by one, as if he wished he could give him the entire study.
He suddenly sighed: "I seem to have put too much pressure on you. For me, letting you take over the position of head of the research department may be the greatest achievement of my life. It is no exaggeration to say that that's it.
.As a person who develops technology, you have done more beautifully than I have ever dreamed of. You have eliminated war, brought development, and are about to eliminate famine. Perhaps poverty will become a thing of the past... The world is the most corrupt.
When I was young, I never dreamed that such a good thing would happen."
"In the rest of my life, I may not be able to accomplish anything greater than this. I really hope that you can win, Xiaoxiang. In the constant battle, you can win the final victory."
Xiangshan felt the weight of the book in his hand. The density of paper is heavier than bricks, and even bigger than some stones. Xiangshan put the book down, lowered his head and said: "Although I have never taught you formally, I have learned a lot from you.
.You are my teacher.”
Jing Hongtu shook his head: "I am just an external factor. The elements for you to awaken and become a self-made person were already in place before we went to Rama Project."
Xiangshan smiled: "Don't say it's impossible to make greater achievements... I see you are still writing something? Maybe there are some shocking academic achievements?"
"Ah? That? Science fiction." Jing Hongtu smiled: "After all, I didn't catch this train. In the past few years, I still want to pick up the dream of my youth. Do you want to read it?"
Xiang Shan picked up the unfinished manuscript.
Xiangshan fell into the white paper.
This is my penultimate visit...
Why would I...want to visit at that time...
The white of the paper has turned into another kind of white.
The air is filled with the smell of disinfectant and a faint scent of incense.
Xiangshan trembled all over.
It’s late summer in 2043. The leaves of the landscape trees outside the window have begun to turn yellow.
Xiang Shan was sitting on a chair, holding an old hand.
That was an old woman. She was talking nonchalantly: "Shan, now you are a great scientist and a big boss. You should be busy with your work, and you don't have to come to see me all the time."
"How can that be possible?" Xiang Shan held the woman's hand tightly: "You are the only mother in my life."
His nose is a little sore.
"This kid..." The mother pulled her hand back and patted him with a smile, "Your eldest cousin came to see me two days ago. His son's college entrance examination this year, the essay topic is all about your speech at Peking University."
Xiangshan smiled shyly: "That's a small matter..."
"You are still young. Our ancestors have never done such a big thing in our eight lifetimes. The whole family is in your honor. In the past few days, all my distant relatives have come all the way to see me." My mother smiled and said, "What a mountain.
, you are a person who does big things, so it’s not my old lady’s turn to worry about it. But mom, there are still a few things that I can’t let go of.”
"Mom..." Xiang Shan held his mother's hand again: "Your son is capable now. There is nothing he can't do. Tell me what you have to say."
"Your grandma passed away early, and I don't know if it was due to this disease. Your aunt also died of this disease." Mother said: "You have the ability now, and you have the most professional... that thing for your family.
Those cousins should also do some screening. Maybe they can be detected and treated early...and you yourself too."
Xiang Shan lowered his head: "This kind of disease will never happen again. Really, it doesn't matter to them. It doesn't matter to me either."
"Yes, yes, I know you are capable." The mother smiled: "I won't talk about it anymore. Tell me something about you. Xiaozhu is a good boy... You two have been together for so many years, why don't you
What about getting married? The little girl has never had a status, so she doesn’t want to be laughed at."
Hang his head lowered to the mountain. He actually had a lot to say, because he considered himself innovative and progressive. But he said nothing.
"When you brought the girl home, oh, your dad and I couldn't tell you how happy we were. He happily drank three glasses of white wine the next day...it was obvious that his liver was not good. We both thought you would be fine soon.
We are getting married, and we have a grandson to hold. But what about you... Mom is not talking about you. You are all capable people, and you are all busy. But no matter how busy you are, you still have to have a family, right? You don’t have time to have children.
Okay. You are not the only one in Lao Xiang’s family, but Xiao Zhu and you have been together for so many years, so I have to give them a name, right?"
"Yes, yes..." Xiang Shan lowered his head, tears falling on the ground: "I will... prepare... the wedding... when I get back..."
"Hey, don't. It's unlucky that your wedding anniversary will be followed by the anniversary of my death." Mother's hand covered Xiang Shan's head: "Mom is not forcing you... You kid, don't cry. I'll see you downstairs.
It's your father, how do you tell him? My son is crying. My mother still hopes that you can live a happy life."
Falling forward towards the mountain, the white sheets were shattered by him and then reorganized into white elegiac couplets.
The cry of his son was heard in the memory space more than two hundred years later.
Zhu Xinyu is sitting on the opposite side of Xiangshan. This is the edge of the mourning hall. In recent years, the country has promoted frugality and new funeral customs, and the deceased did not like to make grand arrangements during his lifetime, so there are no wreaths, paper money, or complicated ceremonies. There are places around the body.
It was filled with white chrysanthemums sent by people from all walks of life. Under several large bamboo flower baskets, there were also elegiac couplets signed by leaders or embassies of various countries.
Zhu Xinyu looked at the recent post "A lifetime of good character will lead to a hundred generations of virtuous people."
Very sad and glorious.
The brief ceremony has ended. Only immediate family members and a small number of friends are left here. Xiangshan rarely puts on formal clothes. He wears AR glasses and moves his hand feebly above his forehead, as if he is reading something.
Zhu Xinyu felt sad and wiped away her tears.
This is the autumn of 1943.
David and Yawgmoth were standing nearby. David was wearing a black suit with a white paper flower on his chest. Yawgmoth was wearing a thick black down jacket. It is still autumn. In terms of the climate in Beiping, Yawgmoth
My husband's outfit is a bit too exaggerated.
He said dullly: "I'm sorry... I couldn't help."
David also lowered his head: "It didn't work out, I'm sorry..."
"When I read a similar industry report a few years ago, it was said that cryonics technology would only be commercially available in fifteen years. If I look at it this year, it will be twenty years. If I look at it next time, it will probably take twenty-five years.
Already."
The tone is strange and depressing.
If there is anything that can slightly save the elderly who cannot undergo baseline human genetic modification surgery, it should be "cryonics".
Current technology is too late, but future technology may be able to.
“There’s no way…” David’s voice was very low.
"I don't blame you." Xiang Shan put his hand on his forehead, "NASA and CNSA have cut the funds for the Homo sapiens cryonics project and switched to the standard human cryonics. This technology is for colonizing outer space. It will not be used in the future.
There will be Homo sapiens astronauts. Baseline Homo is better suited than Homo sapiens to conquer space.”
"In the medical field... the complications of 'species renewal' are what the medical field is focusing on now. With a breakthrough in this aspect, it will be even easier for Homo sapiens to become a baseline human. As long as he becomes a baseline human, 80%
All the diseases of Homo sapiens are nothing to worry about... and with the addition of prosthetics, we can conquer diseases and disabilities."
“However, if we have already done something as sci-fi as ‘changing species’, why can’t we achieve ‘cryonics of Homo sapiens’…”
David was speechless.
The cryonics agency he contacted did not dare to exaggerate to these monster-sized superhuman corporate controllers. They gave correct technical information. But according to the judgment of Chen Feng and other experts...the existing technology cannot guarantee
Homo sapiens can be revived after being frozen. In addition, even if they can be revived, irreversible brain damage is inevitable.
Furthermore, in 20 to 30 years, research in the medical field will fully shift to benchmark humans.
Yawgmoth kicked the ground with his toes: "You can hate me if you want."
He put his hand over his eyes and said, "We are going to save the world. Seventy percent of the people can enjoy a life span of four hundred years and get rid of famine. The merits are immeasurable. Why do I hate you?"
“There are obvious biological differences between baseline humans and Homo sapiens. The medical technology required by baseline humans is different from that of Homo sapiens. The cryonics solution that works for baseline humans cannot be applied to Homo sapiens.”
The biggest difficulty in cryonics is that after the water in the human body turns into ice crystals, it will destroy the body tissues at the cellular level. There are only two ways to solve this problem. The first is to freeze instantly, so that the water molecules have no time to form ice crystals and are fixed in the body.
The original position. The second is to replace the water with protective fluid.
The former is impossible. The level of human physics and engineering has not yet reached the level of freezing the human body instantly and uniformly. And the damage resistance of Homo sapiens is too weak to "take out the brain for quick freezing without injury".
Protection fluid is the more likely path.
However, existing protective fluids are not safe.
The process of replacing blood with protective fluid may cause a series of chemical damage.
According to the timetable launched by Superman Enterprises, baseline human genetic modification surgery will be implemented on everyone within ten years. With luck, people born after the 1990s will be able to enjoy this treatment.
The cryonics technology for Homo sapiens will take at least more than ten years to produce results. This is a technology destined to have a narrow range of applications.
Zhu Xinyu couldn't help but say: "There are so many rich old men. How could they be willing to..."
"It's meaningless." Xiang Shan breathed out, "Their money belongs to capital. They can't let the capital increase in value, otherwise the capital will be stolen by others. They can't unlimitedly allocate the funds of the companies under their names, otherwise the market rules will let them
They were kicked out. They could only use their own personal funds to invest in this project... How much money could they have?"
“But what about the country... Apart from other things, among all the congressmen and electors in the United States, none of them have promised to prepare cryonics technology for the elderly?”
Yawgmoth sneered: "There are a few. But for conservatives, it is much cheaper to contract out to religious institutions."
David held Xiang Shan's hand: "Shan... as long as you are willing... as long as you give the order, we can set up a project."
"There are only so many resources." Xiang Shan lowered his hands to cover his eyes and stared at David with a look that Zhu Xinyu had never seen before. He asked back: "If the technology here is delayed for one day, about 300,000 people will lose the opportunity to undergo surgery.
Qualification. If I break through one day early, it will be a blessing for 300,000 people... What should I do?"
Zhu Xinyu walked to Xiangshan and hugged his head: "Manpower sometimes runs out...resources are limited. It's not your fault."
Xiang Shan leaned on Zhu Xinyu’s chest: “Xinyu…”
"Um?"
"I know you don't like your father... but he is also an old man. Go and see him when you have time." Xiang Shan looked around: "Everyone, please go and see the old man more often when you have time."