Chapter 228 - Sol Three Hundred and Thirty-Four, Waiting For Gold Hoe (1/2)

Chapter 228: Sol Three Hundred and Thirty-Four, Waiting For Gold Hoe

Measuring latitude in the day and measuring longitude at night.

Tang Yue sat on the tiny campstool and cocked his head as he watched Tomcat hold the sextant as it kept walking around. The latter looked up at the Sun, pulling a thin thread against the protractor, carefully measuring the Sun’s elevation angle.

A weak gust of wind swirled dust across Tang Yue’s feet. He moved his gaze away from Tomcat. Behind the latter’s back was the black, barren soil that exposed dark-colored base rocks.

Having never experienced such a moment, Tang Yue had a deep understanding of what it meant to be in “no man’s land” as the three words seemed to inundate him. Mars was probably the biggest no man’s land in the human world. No matter which direction one took for ten thousand kilometers, one wouldn’t bump into a second person.

This wasn’t loneliness.

It was desolate.

“Tomcat.” Tang Yue looked down at his feet as he kicked a rock around. “Do you know of a play named “Waiting for Gold Hoe?”

“Waiting for Gold Hoe?” Tomcat turned its head. “What’s that? Why would one wait for snot, even if it’s gold?”

“It’s a comedy that’s very famous. It’s about two people sitting under a tree waiting for something.” Tang Yue thought and said, “They keep waiting and waiting, and in the end, the thing they were waiting for doesn’t come.”

“That’s Waiting for Godot, a tragicomedy play written by Samuel Beckett. It has great significance in the world of arts.” Tomcat shook its head in exasperation. “What do you mean Waiting for Gold Hoe?”

This wasn’t the first time Tomcat was worried about Tang Yue’s lack of culture.

“Alright, alright. Godot then.”

Tang Yue felt that he and Tomcat were like two desert travelers waiting for a public bus. Just like Vladimir and Estragon in Waiting for Godot, they were sitting at a bus stop at the ends of the world. On one side was the road and on the other side was an endless desert. The bus stop indicated that the bus would pass by, but no one knew when the bus would come, or what kind of bus it was. People didn’t even know if the bus existed.

The bus might appear across the horizon the next second, but equally, it might never appear.

The letter of unknown origins that Tang Yue was holding had prompted him to take this trip of no return. It was all for that speck of hope.

“They say they can restore Earth…” Tang Yue asked, “but how are they going to do it?”

“Perhaps they will replicate Earth based on all its data,” Tomcat replied. “There will always be such intelligence in the Universe that can perfectly record all the data of the fundamental particles on Earth and then replicate them in their original states.”

“But wouldn’t this violate the most basic principle of physics?” Tang Yue asked.

“Which one?”

“Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle,” Tang Yue replied. “An observer is unable to determine the location and speed of a fundamental particle at the same time.”

“Uh…” Tomcat pondered. “To be honest, this question exceeds what I know. I have no idea what the most fundamental matters that line the Universe are. After Earth vanished, human physics came to a complete stop, but advanced intelligence might have gone further than humans had. They might have made even greater breakthroughs and had obtained the microscope God used when creating the world.”

“Microscope used during the Creation?”

“A method unknown to humans, one that can peep into the deepest secrets of the Universe.” Tomcat shrugged. “I believe it will definitely be more advanced than a primitive tool that only relies on accelerating particles.”