Emergency Relief Plan
"Who made the decision to sacrifice such a small amount of scarce resources?"
"Yes, we need to find out who did it!"
"Everyone, please be quiet. The focus now is not on who is responsible. Surely no one wants to see this human sacrifice happen, and whoever made the decision must have been forced into it. We have gathered everyone here to seek a better way to solve this problem."
Several astrophysicists raised their hands to join the team calculating the meteorite, including Song Yize.
After a brief calculation, the results showed that, based on the meteorite's current position, current velocity, and absolute cosmic velocity, it was highly likely that we would be able to fly past it safely when it passed by us.
However, this requires us to maintain our speed at its maximum value, which will consume additional fuel currently stored to ensure we reach the LHS 1140b system.
Another option is that, assuming we maintain our current flight speed, based on the meteorite's trajectory, it's most likely to strike our ship at the tail. Rather than risking the entire ship, we should remove our tail-mounted acceleration device ourselves, thus ensuring the safety of our ship and crew.
However, this will delay our flight to LHS 1140b.
After some calculations, the group concluded that the delay would last for two years.
The results are in, and everyone is voting on the solution by raising their hands.
49% agreed to do something, while 51% agreed to do nothing, and survived based on survivor bias.
The former clearly failed.
Everyone fell silent.
Fan Siwen, who was mingling among the crowd, stepped out and asked the expert team who had just performed the calculations, "If we follow Method One, will it affect our arrival time at LHS 1140b?"
"We cannot guarantee that after the acceleration, the remaining fuel will be sufficient to sustain us to reach LHS 1140b."
Fan Siwen finally understood.
Whether it's Method One or Method Two, rather than being methods, they are both a last resort, a desperate act of sacrificing oneself for righteousness.
Based on the results of the vote, it is indeed true that doing nothing will maintain our original outcome. After this, everyone will not need to make any changes and will maintain the status quo until we reach LHS 1140b as planned.
However, any change made could alter everyone's fate.
Based on everyone's current age in the universe, if this travel time is extended, it is impossible to guarantee what your exact age will be when you arrive at LHS 1140b.
By then, some people may be too old to make any significant contribution to the new home.
From a rational perspective, the decision everyone made was undoubtedly the best, but Fan Siwen didn't think so.
"Haven't you all considered this? When we humans set out, we joined this endeavor to create a new home with limited manpower. Now, if we were to sacrifice one-fifth of our manpower, our progress would still be slowed down by the time we reach LHS 1140b. Moreover, from the perspective of extending human lifespan, this choice we've made for the future of humanity is a retreat. If we look at it from another angle, what if our flight speed slowed down, returning to its original speed? We could not only prevent this event from happening again, but also ensure the safety of all humanity from a population perspective. If possible, we could choose to marry and have children on the spaceship, giving birth to the first human life in space. We could let our next generation continue our mission to create a new home. All of this is possible, and compared to the number of offspring of humanity exploring the universe, humanity has already won in terms of sheer numbers from the very beginning."
"You can't say that. Time is different on different planets. If we can reach LHS 1140b earlier, then according to the current rate of development, humanity's progress will not be prolonged, but rather accelerated. How can it be considered stagnant or regressive? Moreover, according to common sense, the probability of health for newborns who choose to give birth on ships is not optimistic. A series of radiation factors can cause imbalances in various organs, making it impossible to guarantee a 100% survival rate. This may also lead to a lower survival rate for future generations. It is clearly an option that cannot be chosen."
"How can you guarantee that the child we give birth to will be healthy when we arrive at LHS 1140b?"
Fan Siwen was so angry that even the strands of her hair flew up.
The loophole that was so hard to find, the measure that was meant to persuade everyone to do everything possible to protect humanity, was ruined by this person.
He was so angry that snot bubbles came out of his nose.
He pulled the person aside and whispered to him, "If it were up to your usual personality, you would definitely choose to stand on my side. With the current number of people, as long as one person voices an objection, we will win. Do you really want to watch a team of people become space junk in space?"
"After a ship is hit, it will not become space debris, but will return to space in the form of energy."
The voice of the person in the corner was as bright and lively as when they had just spoken.
This drove Fan Siwen crazy once again.
Faced with an unchangeable decision and the troubled faces of those who made the wrong choice, Fan Siwen gritted her teeth.
He will never let this happen.
Secretly transmitting the message to Mo Yang on another ship, "After research and discussion, we have come to the conclusion that we want to blow up the accelerator at the stern of the ship while maintaining the current speed. This will ensure the safety of everyone on our ship."
After sending the message, I looked at the small device in my hand. Idluci had done a great job. In just two months, he had created a device that could send signals from space. It must be said that the addition of Fan Siwen in the future was also indispensable.
Of course, Idrissi didn't say this aloud; he guessed it.
The person on the other end quickly received the message from Fan Siwen and immediately reported it to the ship's officer in charge.
With communication cut off, everyone was trying to find solutions, but the ship's officer, whose brow had been smooth, now furrowed into a deep frown.
"We cannot afford to lag behind when it comes to the safety of all humanity."
After unanimous discussion, it was decided to assign an experienced astronaut to carry out the tail accelerator detonation operation.
The plan went from its inception to its execution in a very short time.
When Mo Yang revealed this to Fan Siwen, Fan Siwen decided to adopt the plan devised by the other side and personally participate in the demolition of the ship's accelerator.
Time ticked by, and Fan Siwen was still searching for materials in the spaceship's storage room.
Explosive devices, in theory, do not exist on ships; they must be made by hand.
However, this thing is extremely difficult to make.
It's not something that can be done in a minute.
Even a genius who always prides himself on mastering things in three minutes is stumped by this.
No, he definitely can't do it on his own. What should we do?
It wouldn't be appropriate to take this thing out with you.
Fan Siwen glanced to the side, found a safe place to hide, and then went to find Song Yize.
Back at his post, the man was on high alert, diligently guarding his post.
Upon seeing the person return, he only remarked, "You left your post without permission." He didn't say anything else.
Fan Siwen was seen clutching her stomach with both hands, looking as if she was in excruciating pain. "I just ate something bad."
Upon seeing this, the person in front of him didn't observe further and simply shifted his gaze to the side.
"No, you look at the wall all day long, what's so interesting about it? You seem to find all sorts of things interesting about it."
"I am meditating."
"I think you're the one who's neglecting your duties."
The man glared at Fan Siwen but didn't say anything.
“Come on, let’s find a place to chat to ease the pain.” Fan Siwen found a chair and sat down. “What should we talk about? Let’s talk about your professional knowledge.” He finished speaking with a somewhat reluctant look.
Did you research or build any explosives when you were in school?
The man didn't even turn his head. "Why are you asking this?"
"Nothing much, just chatting." After saying that, she put her hand on her stomach and rubbed it.
"Our professor taught us the principle of how this is made in class. It involves completely submerging X in Y, which generates the conductivity of Z. Finally, using the principle of P, an explosion is produced."
"Oh, I see."
"Is there any possibility of failure?"
"That depends on which type of failure it is. Is it caused by the oxidation of X, the lack of inert gas in Y, or the neutralization of the conductivity of Z? The specific cause needs to be analyzed specifically. However, in general, under normal circumstances, it will not fail easily when the connection is normal. The possibility of failure is extremely low."
The words of the person in front of him were like opening the top of Fan Siwen's head, and a surge of experience rushed in.
"Ouch, my stomach is hurting again. Can you keep an eye on it for me a little longer? I can't hold it in anymore..." Fan Siwen said as she ran outside, her footsteps moving as if she were rushing to the toilet.
As expected of a professor, his brain works really well.
Using the possibilities pointed out by Song Yize, Fan Siwen eliminated them one by one and actually managed to develop this thing.
With time running out and the task at hand, he couldn't let his neighbors seize the initiative first.
He needs to secure a place for himself in his success.
With only 15 minutes left before the time he was to send the message to Mo Yang, Fan Siwen hurriedly put the item into his pocket, then put on his spacesuit and dived to the stern of the ship.
Logically, this thing needs to be placed outside to successfully blast the tail accelerator away.
However, once you leave the ship, an alarm will definitely sound in the cockpit.
Without thinking twice, Fan Siwen followed the instructions exactly as taught in the training. Seeing that the time display on his hand had switched to countdown mode, he closed his eyes and opened the hatch.
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