And at this moment.

Mars.

In the survival barn.

Li Hui returned to his mother-in-law and muttered: "How much does Bob Si hate me? He provided me with 70,000 rage points, but I couldn't figure it out. Who is he? Why does he hate me so much!"

"

The system sat next to him: "Commander-in-Chief of the United Space Agency, Bob. He must hate you. You slapped him in the face at a critical moment. How can he not hate you?"

"If you continue to collect information, do you have any information about the earth? I want to hear..."

"The Children's Protection Association wants to save you. Bobs is dragging them, trying to drag you to death. Your poem has resonated with many people around the world. The Chinese Writers Association has unilaterally invited you to join the Writers Association, and so has the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. But

They have no choice..."

Li Huihui asked: "What can't be done?"

"China is willing to save you. But the United Space Agency does not agree. Another Mars mission will burn a lot of money."

Li returns: "..."

silence.

outside.

‘Huhuhu——’

‘Woooooooo——’

The wind is gusty and extremely violent!

The window was shaking. Li Huihui sat on the ground holding his knees, staring at the deep starry sky in a daze:

"Do you think I have a chance to go back?"

"Do you want to go back?"

"Who wouldn't want to go home?"

Li Huihui's eyes were a little lonely, even if he was bouncing around on Mars and making trouble. Even if he discussed many big plans for the future with the system and talked about gasification, fuck, I won't go back in the future.

But is there anyone in the world who doesn’t want to go home?

Humans are social animals. If you leave the group, you will feel lonely, fearful, uneasy, and painful!

The same goes for Lee's return.

This huge land exists alone, with one person, one planet, and one survival warehouse. Looking up is the starry sky and the universe, and looking down is the yellow sand on the ground...

System: "When did you draw the lottery? I made 300,000 yuan, you took away 250,000 yuan, and you still have 50,000 yuan, do you want to use it?"

Li Huihui hesitated for a while: "I'm not in the mood now. Speaking of which, I'm so angry. I'm so tired of smoking..."

In this lottery of anger points brought about by this wave of prose poems, Li Huihui drew ten protective shields, ten tons of fertilizer, three water collectors, and two oxygen generators. What the hell are these, black

The technology system also includes pumping chemical fertilizers!

After a while, the system said again: "Are you scared?"

"You're the one who's scared!"

"You are just afraid. I just saw you holding on to your trouser legs tightly."

Li Huihui looked down and found that his hands holding his knees were holding his trouser legs so tightly that his knuckles had turned white.

The system laughed: "It's just a sandstorm. It's okay. Basic operations on Mars. Don't be nervous."

Li Huihui wanted to retort that he was not afraid. But the terrifying roar of "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong" came from outside the window. It was daytime, but the sky was already blocked out. Yellow sand filled the sky and hit the survival warehouse.

It makes a 'crackling;' sound.

Li Huihui has never seen such a scene. He has always lived in the south in his previous life. He has never seen wind and sand in this life. What is even more terrifying is that this is Mars!

He was afraid that the wind and sand would overturn his survival barn.

This survival warehouse has been standing here and has been used for ten years. This is my only home on Mars, and it is also my only base on Mars. There is no other.

Countless scenes flashed through his mind.

If the survival warehouse is destroyed by wind and sand, where will you go?

I was in hell mode at the beginning. If the survival warehouse disappears, then I really... I really will die in despair. Although there is a protective shield outside, the protective shield is only one hundred square meters. And it is not protective.

Ultraviolet rays!

Without a survival warehouse, there would be no sense of security.

"System... this, sandstorm, when will the sandstorm pass?"

"You persist for two hours. After two hours, the wind and sand will leave."

"Can our survival warehouse be able to withstand it?"

The system was silent for a while, but it was actually calculating data: "I can't give a definite answer. There is a 90% chance that nothing will happen. But the wind and sand on Mars are full of all kinds of accidents. Unlike the earth, the

There are also rocks carried in the wind and sand. If a large number of rocks are blown over, the survival warehouse may be destroyed!"

Li Huihui couldn't sit still.

He stood up, put on his space suit and headed out.

"What are you doing?"

Li Huihui jumped to his feet anxiously: "I have to go out and find a way!"

"What can you do if you go out? Can you make the wind and sand stop?"

Alas, yes!

Li Huihui took off his spacesuit again and sat back anxiously. He looked out the window with a sad face.

The house leaked and it rained all night.

This makes families who are not already wealthy even worse!

Ouch, why am I so miserable!

No, I really can’t sit still and wait for death!

Thinking about it, Li Huihui stood up and walked out again. After taking two or three steps, he heard the roaring sound of "wuwuwu——" outside, like the roar of a ghost. His face turned pale, and then he retreated in fear.

.

The system looked at him curiously and said nothing.

"well!"

Li Huihui cursed angrily: "It's your uncle's fault!"

While cursing angrily, he was crying.

Then while cursing, Li Huihui put on his spacesuit. Before putting on his helmet, Li Huihui wiped his tears and shouted:

"Can you help me figure it out, will I die if I go out?"

System: "...Don't go out. Although you may not die, there are risks,"

"Oh! What a sin!"

Li Huihui let out a cry, took off his helmet and walked out carrying a military shovel.

The system floated up and followed closely behind him.

Open the hatch and just walk out.

With a sound of "Whoosh--", a terrifying strong wind hit us.

Li Huihui felt that his whole body had become lighter, and the moment his feet left the ground, his whole body was blown back.

With a 'bang' sound, it hit the first door hard.

"Ouch..."

Li Huihui coughed twice, rubbed his chest, stood up and walked forward with difficulty.

Before going out of the second door, he hung a safety rope around his waist. After thinking about it, he tied another safety rope to his leg. Damn it, he couldn't let it blow away!

Systematic thinking cannot understand why Li Huihui did not choose the optimal solution and why he did not stay in the survival warehouse and wait for the sandstorm to pass.

She asked: "Why are you doing this? The risk is only 20%, and there is a high probability that nothing will happen. Isn't it the best solution to stay in the survival cabin and wait for the wind to go away?"

Li Huihui shoveled the ground with difficulty and walked forward, sobbing:

"That's easy for you to say. This is my house, of course I'm in a hurry..."

"Urgent? Urgent, is it useful?" She couldn't understand. From a rational point of view, the emotion of 'urgent' had no meaning.

Li Huihui: "Then I also know that being anxious is useless, but I am just anxious!"

While sniffing, Li Huihui went out and closed the second door. Then he punched the ground with a shovel and walked around the edge of the survival barn against the strong wind.

Every step he took, he had to carefully check every corner of the survival barn. He had to check it in person and take a look around before he could feel at ease.
To be continued...