even.

There was also the discussion he had with Crossan while coughing in the shelter at the Port of Return:

"Drake's formula: N=NgxFpxNexFlxFixFcxFL

The N on the left represents the number of observable extraterrestrial civilizations that should currently exist in the Milky Way.

The first three items on the right represent the total number of planets in the Milky Way, and the following items represent multi-level conditional probabilities.

Multiply the probabilities of each step required for an alien civilization to be born and send a signal to get a total probability.

And this probability proves that as long as we go far enough.

We will definitely be able to see:

The other side is far away.

That is the faint but strong glimmer of life."

Before injecting the original strain of virus into his body, he had a tenacious conversation with Croshan:

"Scholars should be the strongest shield of a civilization."

"Crosanne.

I'm just an ordinary person.

I know that the body is fragile and life cannot be overcome.

But knowledge, we have knowledge!"

There is the future he described to everyone in the shelter late at night:

"What is the essence of civilization?

Is it a swarm of a single life form?”

At that time, he looked at the solemn, numb and painful expressions of everyone, and just said word by word:

"I don't think so, as Professor Brand said:

Don't go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage at the passing of the light.

The day is coming to an end! The old age should still burn and roar!

Do not go gentle into that good night; Old age should burn and rave at close of day. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”

And finally.

Lonely, he bid farewell to this world in silence.

Only two words remain:

"Good night."

Everything stops.

Later.

The computer screen in front of him fell from the galaxy.

The background of the game changed to scenes of countless quartz clock dials rotating rapidly.

Timing jump.

【Future Preview】

The game screen comes to the future three years later:

A girl wearing an engineer's beige overalls and hanging brown goggles around her neck was standing on a newly repaired steam port.

She looked at the slightly turbulent sea in the distance.

From the sea level to the girl's eyes, there is nothing.

Right now.

A beautiful female voice came from the port's mechanical broadcast:

[Dear port staff and admission personnel preparing to receive guests, please note:

Signor steam-powered passenger ship No. 3789 is about to arrive.

The windproof wall has been raised.

Please retreat to a safe area and listen to the instructions of the staff]

Listen to pre-recorded audio.

The girl dressed as an engineer also walked to the designated safe area honestly.

Just the next second.

Far above the sea:

Accompanied by a cosmic curved background stream, the Einstein-Rosen Bridge opens in the form of an elliptical glowing border gate.

A huge steam machinery ship slowly sailed out of the light door with thick white smoke and the roar of the machine's expanded wheel shaft.

The migratory bird markings from the Lost Sea Route 7 drifter camp are affixed to the hull.

And wait until the ship is stable.

The girl saw a strong and enthusiastic aunt who waved to her:

"Little Hannah.

Are you in a hurry, haha."

Miss Hannah, who had had many interactions with Su Wen at the Jupiter Sanctuary, also responded with a smile:

"of course not.

On the contrary, Aunt Hudson and Uncle Leon, you have worked hard all the way. After all, this route was only opened in the first half of this year.

correct.
Chapter completed!