Deep Space Wandering Fleet-Chapter 112 - 113: The First Awakening
Chapter 112: Chapter 113: The First Awakening
“Do I need to do anything next?” Zhang Yuan asked.
Each person’s station was planned and arranged. Yu Feng glanced at the specific schedule, “Oh… maintenance work for the nuclear power station and some electrical repairs are also assigned to you. Your awakening this time will last for 542 days, and the next hibernation will last 307 years. Of course, given your job level, you have some freedom to choose.”
The professor spoke in a very polite manner, “Can you accept these tasks?”
Zhang Yuan waved his hand and hurriedly said, “That’s fine, let’s go with that arrangement.”
He had already learned about these things before hibernating.
The professor continued, “The fusion main engine has been completely shut down, and the spaceship relies entirely on inertia. The only thing maintaining the current power operation are the two Molten Salt Reactors. Under normal circumstances, you just need to check on them briefly, it’s not a big deal…”
“Also, apart from Zone A and Zone Z, other areas have been shut down and filled with Helium. Please do not enter them arbitrarily.”
Seeing no significant change in Zhang Yuan’s expression, Yu Feng cautiously said, “You can take care of your personal affairs first and take over this job after a week… We currently have two psychologists, um… if you need any help, you can also contact me directly.”
For those who are waking up for the first time, as much care as possible should be given. Even though the man in front of him appeared very calm, who knew when he might suddenly erupt?
Zhang Yuan nodded, taking a deep breath.
Indeed, more than 180 years had passed!
His body trembled slightly, as if foreseeing what he was about to face.
Along the way, the atmosphere inside the spaceship was exceptionally quiet. Only six hundred people were living on a spaceship that could accommodate five hundred thousand, that extreme loneliness, as if coming face to face.
Zhang Yuan saw a few girls softly crying and a few boys nearby accompanying and comforting them.
Without thinking, he also knew why…
Professor Yu didn’t talk much, just sighed and quietly arranged Zhang Yuan’s accommodation and the person who would take over his future work.
“Mr. Zhang, hello! In 40 days, it will be my turn to hibernate. The following matters, including the safety management of the Molten Salt Reactor, will be left to you…”
This colleague named Fang Yuhao was also someone he recognized, having met a few times in the lab and had interactions with.
“No problem.” Zhang Yuan forced a smile.
They shook hands.
Fang Yuhao, like Professor Yu, spoke very carefully, “Um… You can rest for a week first, sort out personal matters… The psychological counselor is over there. Or you can rest for another half a month, the handover is not urgent, the matters are quite simple, I believe with your level…”
Everyone who was a bit more normal became extremely gentle and careful.
Zhang Yuan nodded, not refusing the other person’s kindness.
After saying goodbye, he returned to his little house.
The robot had already moved all his luggage from the vacuum storage room in advance.
He casually tried them, the clothes had been frozen for so long, they should still be wearable after thawing. However, he wasn’t sure about these delicate electronic products, even after special treatment, whether they would still work.
Zhang Yuan carefully turned on the tablet, charged it, and waited for a while before a familiar white light came on.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
He skillfully connected to the spaceship’s local area network, attempting to log into his email.
Zhang Yuan discovered that downloading data from the database was very slow, possibly due to the reduced population and many functions being shut down, the network mode had been reduced to the most basic 2G network.
A progress bar was slowly climbing, and for some reason, his heartbeat began to speed up dramatically.
Zhang Yuan looked up at the ceiling, feeling slightly dizzy as if he were about to face a chaotic vortex from time.
After waiting a minute, he finally logged into his email.
Anxious, he glanced at the screen only to see his inbox crammed with various unread messages. The neat timeline bore no hint of a joke.
Everything consistently reminded him that it had been 2448 years since 2266.
A full 183 years, without any falsehood!
The emails received in the first few years were especially numerous. As time passed, they became fewer and fewer, as if he had been forgotten. The last email was sent on June 4, 2389, which was also sixty years ago.
This immense shock from time made it difficult for him to catch his breath.
In Zhang Yuan’s memory, yesterday was still the year 2266, the era that belonged to them. But waking up, it had already reached 2448, and even with psychological preparation, it was too abrupt.
But this was a settled fact and would not change due to subjective factors.
With trembling fingers, he clicked on the first email.
… “Genesis Technology Co., Ltd. Annual Financial Report for 2266.”
It was the annual financial report from that robot startup company on Earth.
As a shareholder, Zhang Yuan certainly had the right to know.
He read through it carefully, the financial situation was not bad, cash flow positive, profits had emerged, and they had also conducted a second round of financing.
However, that was something from more than 180 years ago. He wondered what the status of the company was now, whether it had closed down?
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“Or… has it developed even better?”
The second letter was a consultation sent by a scientific research worker, including an experimental report on turbulence problems, asking for Zhang Yuan’s help to check if there were any errors.
However, Zhang Yuan had already entered hibernation at that time and had set up an autoresponder indicating that he had gone into hibernation and could no longer deal with various affairs.
Now facing this report, he had no idea what to reply. Some things, once missed, are truly missed.
He sighed deeply, reading through the data in the spreadsheet.
It took him an hour to write a reply over a thousand words long, which made him feel slightly better about the complex emotions in his heart.
Whether the other party was still alive or could receive the reply was not the issue.
Zhang Yuan wrote this letter for himself to see. Because in his subconscious, such scientific correspondence, if seen, must be replied to… otherwise, he would feel an unsettling sense of irresponsibility.
This anxiety stemmed from the deepest part of the soul; a scientific researcher must maintain a meticulous attitude.
The next letter was still about scientific research, and he read and replied with care.
Zhang Yuan spent a day replying to the letters one by one, as if he were possessed…
