"Captain, there are still 30 minutes before the final decision. Should I go to the port of call to make preparations first?" Dawson reminded with a frown.

Perimo sneered, "This is a threat. If all the spacecraft at the docking port are allowed to go to Mars, what if the people driving the spacecraft fly directly to the edge of the solar system?

Don’t forget, Kilimanjaro is indeed destroyed, but the Pluto Space Station is still there. If they didn’t think about evacuating all the people before, just like now, they only think that some people can be saved, then they can choose the Pluto Space Station. It is their own choice.

The Kilimanjaro Belt was lost, and so many MarsAir spacecraft were lost.”

Dawson agreed with Perimer's statement. The Pluto Space Station was built a hundred years ago. It is a circular space station built on the scale of a planetary base. If the MarsAir spacecraft did not choose the Kilimanjaro Belt, but flew to the Pluto Space Station, although

It is impossible to send all 200,000 people to the space station, but the size of the Pluto space station can still accommodate more than 10,000 people.

"But that is only temporary. It is far from enough for more than 10,000 people to rely on the resource reserves of the Pluto space station for their basic life. How long can they survive there?"

Dawson's analysis was also reasonable. Every word between the two of them made Stanley's head hurt.

"Where's Frankenstein?" he asked.

"Professor Frankenstein has already left the conference room. Captain, are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to go back to the rest cabin and take a rest?" Dawson was a little worried.

"No, there are still so many things to deal with, although there is obviously nothing we can do." Stanley tried his best to restrain his frustration, but the effect was not good. He really felt that there was nothing he could do to help.

"Where's Frankenstein?" he asked again, this time his temper was a little more grumpy than before, and his voice was a little louder.

"It seems that he had a proposal before, but was interrupted by Lin Yun and others." Perimo recalled.

"What proposal?" Stanley rubbed his temples.

"Frankenstein thinks that what we can still do is contact other fleets as much as possible, and contact the earth as much as possible."

Perimer thought Frankenstein was joking, and he told Stanley in a joking tone.

Dawson interrupted before Stanley got angry: "This is not a bad idea. Maybe he can really do some miracles, such as using old and outdated equipment to aim at the sun, or at the dead stars around him."

"Or maybe he can contact the Voyager that has flown to a distant galaxy, and then receive data once for decades? Is that what you want to say?" Stanley was not angry, but it was not far from that.

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"If we can contact the Earth, we may be able to discover the whereabouts of the Galapagos. If Nami and Arthur are not dead yet, and they arrive on the Earth, the Martian residents don't have to worry." Dawson continued.

As a technician, Perry Mo dismissed this, "Frankenstein's persistence is intimidating, but it's a pity that it doesn't help. I think I'd better choose pilots. Two hundred spaceships require two hundred pilots. I'm afraid those who are preparing

Students who get a B grade in school exams can own a spaceship. And they don’t need to spend a single lightstone.”

"What time is it now? Professor Perimo is still thinking about money." Dawson couldn't help but laugh. This too sad joke actually relaxed the atmosphere in the conference room a little.

At this moment, the news from Mars plunged Stanley into even more confused and complicated thoughts.

Klein seemed to be in good condition, but Stanley knew that this guy hadn't slept a wink in several days.

"The man standing next to me is the geologist from the Mars base, Dr. Fleming."

"Hello, doctor."

"Hello." Fleming was wearing going-out clothes, which were more bulky than ordinary people's going-out clothes, which caught Stanley's attention. He took the initiative to ask, "Doctor just came back from outside?"

"Yes, Captain Stanley, to make a long story short, we now have a problem, and it is certain that Mars will not explode."

"You...what are you talking about? I'm sorry, doctor, I think I didn't hear you clearly." The three men in the conference room looked at each other, and Stanley waved his hand, asking Dawson and Perry to remain silent.

Calmly, he then asked: "Doctor, could you please say it again? I don't think I understand what you just said."

"We have been studying this matter since the accident in Kilimanjaro Belt. Where are the explosive devices on Mars?"

"this......"

Stanley crossed his arms and leaned his back against the chair.

"Let's keep this short, I mean Mars doesn't explode."

"What does this mean? Dr. Fleming, I hope your statement is based on..."

Fleming interrupted: "The stars are proof that we don't need to lie. Do you think it's necessary for us to lie again? If the residents of Mars want to live quietly, they can say nothing. I can do it for the sake of my relatives and friends here."

Live a little longer and wait until everyone is destroyed together before dying. If I thought that way, I wouldn't be standing here talking to you about this now.

I still say the same thing, we don't have time to think about it anymore, and you don't have time either. As far as I know, the plan to restart the "World Heritage List" has failed. The pilot has lost contact with you, right? It can be said that the spacecraft has been destroyed. In that case

, there is no way to solve the venom problem by blowing up the earth, so I would like to ask the captain, if Mars does not have explosive devices, is there any other way we can save the solar system?"

"We have no choice." Stanley answered decisively. He had no room for detours on this question.

"Very well, we have no way. I don't have to tell you. You can't think of a way anyway, right? But this is not the way of human beings. When encountering difficulties, human beings always choose to trust and unite with each other first."

Fleming spoke very slowly, but expressed his meaning very clearly. Klein found that there was no chance for him to add a few words. He just stood aside and acted as a decoration, unable to say a word.

However, there is always something to say.

"Well... Dr. Fleming has confirmed many times that the device needed to blow up Mars cannot be so small that it is completely invisible. After all, anti-matter bombs are still in the development stage. If they blow up Mars in an ultra-small size, I still

I really can’t think of such a possibility, so what Dr. Fleming said is correct, Mars will not blow up, and the backup plan mentioned by United Airlines seems to be..."
Chapter completed!