"Researcher No. 015 is the pride of our base, he is the hero of mankind. Because it is he who left a trace of blood for mankind. Perhaps this is the first and last trace of blood that humans cannot be killed by the three-body man." 590 said while eating hairy crabs. It can be seen that he is full of respect for Researcher No. 015.

No. 660 frowned, "Who is this researcher No. 015? I actually heard of him at school, but when I talked to my doctoral supervisor, the supervisor ordered me not to ask about any information about him in the future?"

590 showed a sarcastic look: "Haha, your supervisor wants you not to inquire about researcher No. 015, but why did you ask me again? This is contrary to your original promise to your teacher!"

"I love my teacher, and I love the truth even more!" 660 answered very politely but firmly.

590 nodded: "This is Aristotle's famous saying. To pursue truth, one should abandon the view of the door. For the sake of truth, many things can be abandoned, because with truth, everything can be taken back, and even more. But Dr. Li, many truths actually have scope of application."

"Senior, can you give an example?" 660 asked inquiry.

"Euclidean geometry. It is an axiom system that proves all "true propositions" through finite axioms. This axiom system is very self-consistent and has extremely wide application, but is it a truth?"

"It is truth, but not absolute truth. Otherwise, why would there be non-European geometry?"

"You are right. Many things you think are correct, and they are indeed correct. But this does not mean that others are wrong. We are scientists, but pragmatism is our true working style! Truth is the basis for our work, not the purpose of our work. What is the ultimate goal of our base? Comrade Li Jixian, please answer me!" The voice of the black brother 590 suddenly increased by octave, and the sound felt like a hammer, pounding the soul of Researcher No. 660.

Yes, what is the purpose of our base? What is the purpose? It is only a few dozen seconds, but on No. 660 it feels as long as a century.

"Let the human footsteps continue!" After a few dozen seconds, 660 stood up firmly and gave his own answer.

"Can you give your life to keep the human footsteps?"

"Can!"

"Can you bear humiliation to keep the human footsteps?"

"Can!"

"You can stay in a small place in order to keep the human footsteps alive and never get out of your life?"

"This is not possible! If it is thirty years, fifty years, or even a hundred years, but it will not work for a lifetime!" 660 wanted to say yes, but he couldn't bear to deceive this bearded black brother.

590 showed a puzzled expression: "Why is this? You are not afraid of death, but why can't you bear this? You should know that although that place is small, it actually has everything. There you will be respected as God."

"Because this cannot really continue the human footsteps!" 660 said firmly.

"Why is this?" 590 asked.

"Because this loses choice. Lost too many possibilities, including the possibility of survival."

590 was in thought for a moment, and finally, he said to 660: "015 is a hero. If you have time, go to his office to see him. His office is on the 18th floor underground, Room 15. Heroes should not be forgotten, right?"
Chapter completed!