The real treasure house of biological resources is buried in the rules of physics.

How can a baby be easily obtained?

But as long as we follow the rules and design devices that can adapt to the universe, and call devices that can expand, maintain, judge, and evolve on their own as life. Then human civilization can naturally spread into the distant future.

Lanze didn't mention a word: In life at that time, whether there was such a thing as a human being existed. This question was not important.

The universe is so big, what does it matter if all the people die?

Hey... what kind of logic is this?

Xiao Jiang was lying on another long seat beside him, breathing evenly.

This child was a very light sleeper and had to jump up at the slightest disturbance, so Lan Ze didn't even move his elbows and didn't create any opportunity for disturbance.

He quietly wrote long nonsense letters. For an older person, his words may be a bit radical, but writing like this...he felt so good!

After writing a long article, he looked back and read it again.

The biological and nuclear industries are really not that close.

He corrected a few typos, and while his mind was still heating up, he took the time to briefly describe a series of his nuclear-related designs at the end of the long letter, the obstacles to realizing the designs, and proposed accelerating the experimental progress and allocating more manpower.

The request was sent to the office account of the minister’s aunt before she regretted it.

After doing this irrational thing, he felt that the night was really fulfilling.

Satisfied, he leaned over and closed his eyes to sleep.

This last move was a bit big.

Xiao Jiang opened her eyes, glanced at him, and closed them again.

Lan Ze was sleeping soundly when he got off the car, but was woken up by Xiao Jiang.

In the afternoon, he was lazy in bed at home, so he set off too late. It was already the brutal late night when he arrived at the station. Most of the moon almost completely fell behind the station roof.

There is no light in the sky and the earth. The shadowless wind blows past the lights of the station. This time is suitable for ghosts, but not suitable for going home.

Lan Ze tightened his cotton-padded jacket and hunched his neck to wait for the car.

The underground passage is more comfortable, but his home is on the ground. Unknowingly, he ran to the ground and took the car, as if he could see the tree at his house at a glance.

The car arrived home quickly.

The grove formed by this building is open.

The moon came out, but immediately sank below the horizon.

Lan Ze hesitated whether to simply go upstairs and wait.

At this time, a huge shadow appeared on the highway. It blocked the light of the street lamp across the street, automatically passed the community access control, and drove close to the tree at his house.

The construction truck of the real estate company followed closely behind the flatbed truck. They had locked the housing modules in the suburbs.

The worker opened the car window, waved, and asked Lanze to untie the module.

The flatbed truck loosened its strapping and protective layers and rolled it into a storage box under the vehicle body.

The engineering vehicle gently pushed up the house module, rotated it at an angle, and attached it to the thick tree body.

When the hydraulic climb interface is aligned, only a faint crisp clicking sound can be heard.

The engineering vehicle released its rubber claws, and after waiting for a few minutes, the worker stuck his head out and said, "Okay, I'm going back. I'll come back at noon. Contact me if you have any questions."

"How long? Can it be set faster?" Lanze asked.

"What are you doing at that moment?"

"I'm cleaning the house!"

"That's okay. I'll be here after ten in the morning." The worker closed the car window halfway, "It's very cold in the middle of the night, so you should go back to sleep."

Lan Ze watched him close the car window tightly and drive away.

The large flatbed truck stayed put, waiting for Lanze's instructions. If Lanze kept ignoring him, then it would ╭(╯^╰)╮ go away on its own. It would go to recharge and go to sleep.

Lan Ze paid the bill for the truck and watched the flatbed truck leave quietly. Turning around, he saw that his studio had climbed more than two meters.

The tree is too high, and the house is at the top, so it is still early to reach the top.

I haven’t been back to my home here for several years. I finished moving and didn’t come back to sort it out. My memory of what is at home is already blurry...

Now he wasn't even sure whether he could find a quilt to sleep on.

Got on the elevator.

Back at the door.

Open the door.

The air is fresh and slightly warm.

The air-conditioning system has just been started. The wall insulation is very effective and can almost maintain a constant temperature in all seasons.

In front of Lan Ze, a familiar scene rushed towards him.

The living room in this home is much smaller than the living room in the aviation school house, but it is also much warmer.

A used soft sofa is a bargain, but it's more comfortable than anything else.

The location of the restaurant was converted into a children's playroom. Some mats were piled in the corner, which used to be the children's castle.

There were no beds in the original two bedrooms at home. The bed was still in the studio module, slowly climbing up. There were a lot of old clothes in the closet.

The little clothes the children wore before they were five years old are still in their own bedrooms.

In the closet of the master bedroom, Lan Ze found the clothes and pants he had worn ten years ago. He put them on randomly and realized that he was not thin enough. Ten years ago, he was still a handsome boy, very much like a minor.

Anyway, Zhang He said he was handsome.

At the deepest part of the closet hangs the joint uniform that Zhang He wore. The style is very similar to the one on his hand in the wedding photos.

Their wedding photos were actually brought back in the studio module. The marriage has ended, but it is still a part of each other's life experience. What is left behind are all souvenirs of life.

Throughout the house, Zhang He installed strong magnetic clasps on the lower drawers and cabinets, and the furniture was rounded. In the large bathroom, the net bags used for bathing the children were still hung on the racks she installed.

The windows at home were closed tightly when I left, so there was almost no dust on the net bag.

The kitchen is still almost the same. The adults' dining table and the special small dining table Zhang He built for the children are all standing in their original places.

The facilities are complete and the utensils are all conveniently located. You can use them immediately.

There is also a decorative painting on the wall behind the big dining table. It is a mecha that Lanze made by himself using crab shells. He twists his waist and bends his legs, and his wings flap. It is full of an unorthodox atmosphere. So he was embarrassed when he moved.

take away.

The kitchen is the room Lanze is most familiar with. It is spacious and bright.

Not only did he take care of his children, cook and eat here, he also used to think about life alone. Looking out the window during the day, he could see the side wall of the unit with the tree opposite covered with vines. In spring and summer, that side

The wall will be filled with flowers.

Now, outside the window, there is an endless night. The moon is setting in the sky and the stars are sinking, and almost only the street lights are on the ground.

However, it wasn't long before dawn.

Lan Ze boiled a large pot of hot water. Then he opened the drawers and cabinets in the kitchen to see what was inside. Although he must have packed the items himself, it was so long ago that he couldn't remember them.

Xiao Jiang was walking around in his house watching, and then he came down from upstairs.

"Your place is nice. The security is better than in the military academy. There is actually an airport on the roof."

Lan Ze had almost forgotten that there was a small airport on the roof of his house, which was built by Zhang He himself.

"Brother Lan, would you like to move here?"

Lanze did not answer.

It was impossible to move here. Lanze's two sons went to school in Northwest China, and his old father had just started working in Northwest China.

He only asked: "Look, there are no beds or bedding here. Can you find a few things that you can make do with and sleep in the hall for a while?"

Xiao Jiang turned around and saw the soft sofa and asked, "What about you?"
Chapter completed!