Die on Mars - Chapter 232

c231 Day 333 (2) Cook Ship on Mars

Tang Yue was slightly startled when he heard this answer, but it was not unexpected.

“Yeah… I don’t believe it either.” He took out the manuscript paper from the envelope. According to the letter, he was going to fight an unprecedented lawsuit throughout history. He wanted to file a lawsuit against this incredible person. Civilizations claim compensation for all losses to human civilization.

Tang Yue had never been in a lawsuit in his life, nor had he ever fought with anyone, let alone with aliens.

He didn’t even know who his opponent would be. Judging from the rhetoric and tone of this letter, the instigator of all this had the ability to evaporate tens of millions of stars in an instant. To humans on earth, this was undoubtedly a miracle. Ordinary civilization, but Tang Yue wants to face the god alone and take the god to court.

This sounds like chimpanzees in Africa suing human infrastructure companies, demanding compensation for tropical rainforests destroyed by development.

Humans will probably put this chimpanzee in a zoo and tour the world.

Tang Yue folded the letter into a paper airplane and threw it out with all his strength, “What the hell! Get away as far as you want! Whoever believes you is stupid*-!”

“Just wait for me! You idiots——! None of you can fucking run away! I’m going to sue you and make you lose your pants——!”

Tang Yue roared at the top of his lungs towards the horizon.

“Fuck you-! Fuck you-! FuckFuckFuckFuck! Fuck your mother-!”

The old cat sat aside and watched the paper plane draw a parabola like a stone and land on the sand.

The dirty words Tang Yue yelled were accepted by the world, but unfortunately no one said anything back to him. Tang Yue shouted that he was tired, so he turned around and patted the old cat on the head, “Let’s go back and eat.”

“I don’t have to eat.”

“Then go back and recharge.”

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Old Mao bent over his desk and drew a sixty-degree arc neatly on the white paper with a swipe. He then used scissors to cut out the fan shape, and used a ruler and marker to mark it with fine markings.

“What are you doing?”

“Sextant.” The old cat pulled out a thin wire from the drawer, bit it off with his teeth, and straightened it to measure the length.

“Sextant?” Tang Yue had heard of this thing, but was not familiar with it.

“You don’t use this centuries-old antique at all now, but at the beginning of this century, learning how to use a sextant for positioning was still a required course for pilots and astronauts.” The old cat tied one end of the thin line with a The screw was used as a counterweight, and he lifted it up and shook it. “We have to cross hundreds of kilometers of desert. Using a sextant can accurately determine your latitude and longitude – of course, the premise is that your sextant itself must be accurate.”

Tang Yue opened a pack of canned beef and turned to take a look at the simple tools in Old Mao’s hands. They were all simple and easy-to-obtain materials at Kunlun Station, including paper, pens, iron wires, screws, and pen holders and thin wires. The precision of things.

“The simpler things are, the more reliable they are, because in these seemingly simple tools, you are often dealing with the most basic and rigorous mathematical calculations and physical laws, and it is impossible for them to have bugs.” Old Cat narrowed With one eye, he used a thin needle dipped in ink to mark the mark on the paper. He held his breath and carved carefully, as if he wanted to carve out a flower on this messy pile of scraps.

“Don’t we have any other way to navigate?”

“For example?” Old Cat slowly wrote down a small number of 51.000. The width of this number was less than one millimeter.

“GPS?” Tang Yue thought for a while.

“Where did the GPS come from on Mars? There is no GPS here, no Beidou, no GLONASS, no Galileo.” The old cat shook his head, “There is no China Telecom, China Mobile and China Unicom… Think about it, even China Mobile How can there be a GPS in a place where there is none?”

“Then what did we rely on to navigate before going out?”

“We have never traveled so far before, going 300 kilometers into the desert alone. Under normal circumstances, this would be suicide. When Lao Wang and the others were still there, the longest geological survey distance would not exceed 15 kilometers.” Cat said, “At that time, we relied on the Joint Space Station for navigation.”

Tang Yue took a bite of beef silently.

“Since ancient times, navigation has been a difficult task. You have lived and multiplied on the earth for tens of thousands of years, and you have only achieved precise global positioning in the past few years. What gave you such an illusion? Do you think you are certain of your own? Location is something that can be obtained easily.” Old Cat said calmly, “Although we now have the ability to escape from the earth’s gravitational circle and fly hundreds of millions of kilometers, we still have to use the skills of our ancestors in this regard. Wisdom and experience.”

Old Mao drew a scale on the fan-shaped piece of paper and held it up to show Tang Yue, “In the era before radio and GPS were invented, Captain Cook relied on this thing to determine the direction of crossing the ocean… We It’s Captain Cook on Mars.”

Tang Yue turned to look at the old cat. The cat had one foot on the chair and raised the small piece of paper very high with its two paws. For it, this was a proud fruit of labor. Tang Yue then You can also tell that in its hand is a homemade protractor cut out of white paper.

The sextant is essentially an angle measurement tool, and the protractor is the core. Only high-precision angle measurement can accurately determine longitude and latitude. It is not that there are no protractors in Kunlun Station, but those drawing tools are of no use at this time, because their The accuracy is not enough, so Laomao can only make the whole process by himself.

Old Mao and Tang Yue will go to their destination under the guidance of this sextant. The Yixi Plain is an endless desert without any landmarks. If you get lost, you will die. So the scale drawn by Old Mao is the key. It took It took a long time and a lot of energy to get this thing done.

Tang Yue suddenly felt dumbfounded. It turned out that so many seemingly miraculous high technologies were all illusions. Once the earth disappeared, they were all knocked back to their original shape and had to resort to the oldest means to solve the problem.

They are Captain Cook on Mars.

“What are you laughing at?” The old cat rolled his eyes and carefully clamped the paper protractor in a book. “Although it is simple, this thing is now the most accurate angle measurement tool in the universe. Whether we can accurately reach the target location depends on It all depends on it… There were better stray dogs, but unfortunately the front of the car was flattened and everything was gone.”

The old cat sighed.

The last time it went out with a Mars rover, it fell into the ruins of an underground valley when it returned. The front of the car hit the ground first. Unfortunately, the Husky fell into a bulldog, and almost all the equipment in the front of the car was scrapped.

Tang Yue finished eating the canned beef and drank a glass of orange juice.

Kunlun Station was now piled with endless food, enough to set up a table full of people, but he no longer had any appetite.

Mingguang Kai is hanging on the wall for charging, and the compressed gas cylinder is ready. When setting off tomorrow morning, Mingguang Kai’s gas cylinder can last for eight hours. When the oxygen in the cylinder is exhausted, it will be replaced with an emergency oxygen generating unit.

“I’ll check the oxygen again.” Tang Yue patted his butt and stood up, “When will we leave tomorrow?”

“You decide.”

Tang Yue stood for a few seconds and said, “Then it will be dawn.”