at night.

They fought shirtless, with bullets loaded and artillery fire raging, and both sides suffered heavy losses.

The next day, Chen An changed the conclusion of the paper and received great praise from Li Deguang.

"You are worthy of being my most proud student. Have a good rest and don't let your mind wander."

The world is beautiful, and Chen An also feels it is beautiful.

The sky was clear and the clouds were light, the weather was sunny and the sun was not shaking at all. The purple star was peaceful and harmonious.

During the summer vacation, he and Zishu formally established a relationship and enjoyed a wonderful life.

From then on, it seemed as if time was sped up, and Chen An felt that every day passed very quickly.

He studied hard and his research went smoothly. Several of his papers were published in well-known journals, causing great discussion.

At the age of 26, his graduation thesis won an international award.

Then he couldn't stop. Any research he did would produce major results and cause a global sensation.

By the time he was studying for his doctorate, Chen An had become a distinguished professor at the university and had received more than ten international awards.

What a wonderful life that is the center of everyone's attention.

"Why does it feel unreal to me? What went wrong?"

At his wedding with Zishu, Chen An expressed such doubts.

Wearing the most beautiful wedding dress, Zishu gave Chen An the answer in front of countless people: "As long as you are happy, isn't that enough?"

"Yes, happiness."

Life after marriage is not as exciting as before, and even a little dull.

But Zishu can always give him the most appropriate comfort and strong motivation.

A year later, a son was born.

Three years later, a daughter was born.

Five years later, Chen An was elected as an academician and became a cutting-edge scientist in the field of astronomy in China.

But the study of astronomy was destined to be a boring journey of moving forward, and after half a month of careful consideration, he gave up.

After leaving the Academy of Sciences and starting a company with the funding provided by Zishu, Chen An, who was reborn, rose rapidly and made countless wealth.

At the age of forty, he established a consortium and made great achievements in the world.

At the age of fifty, he established a space development company, picked up his original dream and continued his astronomical research.

At the age of sixty, he promoted the development of science and technology, and the people of Purple Star officially stepped into the starry sky.

At the age of 65, Chen An finally collapsed from exhaustion.

In just half a year, his hair turned white and he looked very old, as if he had reached the end of time.

Zishu pushed the wheelchair and took him to the scientific research base.

"The factory must maintain high efficiency at all times and workers' wages cannot be deducted. I'm sick and can't go, so you have to go down and inspect it for me from time to time."

"The space elevator project can continue to be researched, but it's unlikely to succeed within 30 years. Whether such a huge price is worth paying is up for debate among you all!"

"By the way, is the interstellar train ready?"

Zi Shu replied: "It's almost healed, but can I really fly out of the Purple Star?"

Chen An shook his head: "I don't know, but my subconscious tells me that I need to build it. It's very important. Now take me to see it."

The two took a plane to a manufacturing plant a hundred miles away and saw a huge train lying across the mountains with countless workers shuttling back and forth inside.

The shape of the interstellar train is not much different from that of an ordinary train, except that it is much larger in size.

Zishu asked, "Why are there several floors below the train?"

When it comes to professional knowledge, Chen An explained with interest: "The first floor is called the passenger floor, with a total of ten carriages. According to my plan, it can accommodate one million people."

"The second layer is called the storage layer, which can store various materials. If the train is to travel in space for a long time, the storage of various resources is very important."

"The third layer is called the power layer. As the name suggests, it provides power, and the power comes from nuclear fusion. To start such a huge train, there is no better energy source than nuclear fusion."

Zi Shu asked with a smile: "The sun is full of fusion energy, can't we absorb it directly?"

"How could that be possible? Our train can't get close to the sun because the car body would melt in the heat and the passengers inside would die. I call the bottom layer the defense layer. We can put some spacecraft or weapons in it to protect the train in case of danger."

"Wow, what a great design. When it's finished, you'll be the train conductor and take me on a space trip, okay?"

Ahem…

Chen An covered his mouth and coughed twice, with blood clots on his palms.

"I'm afraid I have no chance, alas!"

Zishu's eyes were red, and she hugged Chen An tightly in the viewing area at the top of the mountain.

Looking around from here, you can see the entire picture of the train construction base.

"I'll take you to all the famous hospitals in the world for treatment. I'll try every possible method. Don't give up!"

Chen An's eyes were blurred, his mind became increasingly disorganized, and his dry lips trembled in the wind.

"That's it, my life is worth it."

Zishu held him in her arms and asked him sobbingly, "If you leave, what should I do? What will happen to this train without a conductor?"

"It's enough to have you. After I die, you will be the train conductor..." His voice suddenly cut off.

Zishu hugged him tighter and asked, "Honey, are you going to give me the train? If you do, you need to give it up first, otherwise it will cause a lot of trouble."

"I……"

He couldn't even utter the word "give up" because Chen An's memory suddenly exploded, and countless contents flooded out like a spring, causing his whole body to twitch.

Zishu noticed something was wrong with Chen An and reached out to caress him, her tone slightly hurried: "Dear, just do as I say. I, Chen An, voluntarily give up ownership of the train and accept all verification procedures. My wife, Zishu, will be the train conductor to assist with the verification process."

Chen An's eyes widened, and he remembered a lot.

"Fuyao, Feiyi, Luoyu..."

These words shocked Zishu, and she urged him even more urgently, "Dear, it's too late. Hurry and transfer the train to me. I will give you all the happiness in the world and let you walk through the last journey of your life in happiness."

Chen An continued to mutter: "Yuexing people, Cobo people, Half Moon people... Matrix Scythe tribe... Iron Scythe, this guy is a bastard..."

"grandfather!"

The sweet and lovely voice of his granddaughter calling him interrupted Chen An's thoughts.

He turned around and saw his granddaughter in a white dress walking towards him awkwardly.

"Grandpa, can you give the train to Grandma? I love you the most."

What a cute girl! Chen An’s complicated emotions were relieved.

He turned to look at Zishu, whose face was stiff and she forced a smile: "My dear, this is your favorite granddaughter. I will take her to travel the stars and carry on your legacy."

Chen An raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked, "Is it okay if I let her be the train conductor?"

"She's still young, it's not suitable. Honey, we can't put it off any longer. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, you can tell me everything and I'll help you fulfill them."

Chen An replied: "I want to see the sea."

Crash...

A vast ocean appeared outside the mountain, with surging waves.

"The ocean is coming, see. And then?"

"I also want to fly to the stars and see what the Samoans look like."

The picture suddenly exploded, and the scene below the wheelchair was no longer the top of a mountain, but a beautiful starry sky, with thousands of Samoans with eight arms lined up in front.

"They are the Samos, and they are ugly. Are there any more?"

"Yes, I have!"

Chen An's cloudy eyes widened as he said in a cold voice, "I still want to know what the hell is trapping me in this illusion."