"It all started with Arthur. His paintings originally just conveyed a mysterious and weird atmosphere, like a new art and seemed very unreal. But when you look at his works, you will have a strong feeling.

hope."

This was Lebo's first attempt to accurately describe how Arthur's works made him feel.

Klein listened carefully, occasionally nodding, but more often than not shaking his head.

"What do you mean? The new humans really don't understand art. Art is a treasure that belongs to flesh and blood like us."

"Pfft!" Klein laughed loudly, "Lebo, come here, roll up the sleeves of your stiff uniform, and then compare it with mine. It's true that I am a new human, but there is nothing on my body that is not

Blood is not flesh anymore?

Both of them laughed, as if they were deliberately trying not to look nervous.

Klein suddenly nodded and admitted, "It is true that the new humans cannot understand the kind of hope you mentioned. In fact, what I see is more like a kind of despair." He hesitated for a while, and then said: "The description I just gave is inaccurate.

, to be precise, I feel desperate because I can’t feel the hope you mentioned.”

"Never mind the hope and despair, why do transport ships send Arthur's works everywhere? Only United Airlines headquarters can produce such printed products. It is obvious that someone at United Airlines headquarters is secretly helping."

"Yes, Earthism has a strong force in the United Airlines headquarters, far beyond our imagination." Klein looked slightly tired.

Lebo put down his sleeves and rearranged himself. At this time, he thought whether this matter could be the same thing as the final test that was about to begin?

"Could it be that?" Lebo approached Klein and brought the file to his eyes from his injury. Then he projected the picture in the file on the wall above the two of them.

You see, these pictures are abstract at first, and then this painting called the Great Wall is actually not the Great Wall, it just looks like the Great Wall.

And this one, Ephesus. The painting named Ephesus is actually a ruins of ruins that look like ruins. Although before the earth suffered disasters, Ephesus was originally a ruins of human civilization, but this

Thinking of Ephesus with its dim ruins, it's a bit amazing.

"I have to say, he chose the name very well. I guess this project was inspired by Arthur. Arthur named his work after the scenic spot on the World Heritage List, which attracted some people's attention.

These people are not just art collectors, nor businessmen with a keen sense of smell. They have identified the value of these paintings and mass-produced them. These works of Arthur should happen to remind some people, such as-"World Heritage List",

The decree to protect world civilization and planetary landscapes has never failed, from the time of Paris to the moon, to Mars, and now.

As long as human civilization exists, we will preserve a World Heritage List on every planet.

Human beings have needed to develop together with the surrounding environment for a long, long time. We need new planets. Every time we go to a planet, we will try our best to develop our own civilization on it. Someone wants to remind everyone to pay attention to something.

Thing--voyaging is not everything, don't forget every home."

Klein's words were thought-provoking. Lebo leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. "The purpose of this test is to select pilots to return to Earth. What is the relationship between the two? I mean the people who made these replicas and this test."

"

Klein informed Lebo about the threat of vacuum bubbles to Mars and the entire solar system. After hearing this, Lebo turned around and slapped the wall with his palm.

"Why are you so excited? I was just about to ask you to investigate something. You should not participate in the test of returning to Earth. You have more important things to do."

"Tell me, what's more important than going to the Earth as quickly as possible to find those energy sources, blowing up the Earth, and swallowing that damn little bubble?"

Klein calmed down, and he also tried to keep Lebo calm. Only when he calmed down could he understand why he had a more important battlefield.

"I can't understand."

"Then you must obey my order." Klein's tone did not allow for rejection. He had no time to brainwash Lebo anymore.

"Okay, I'll listen to it, but don't expect me to agree."

Klein nodded, "You will definitely agree. I will only be relieved if you go. Now I need you to concentrate all your attention on a question. What will happen if the mission to return to Earth fails?"

Lebo seemed to understand what Klein meant. He had only thought that this mission would probably fail, but they only needed to find the energy source and restart this bomb that only existed in theory, and then disappear with the earth.

United Airlines has also prepared multiple spacecraft to increase the likelihood of success of this plan..."

"Unless we die as soon as we arrive on Earth, as long as we can pass through the atmosphere, our spacesuits can protect us and we won't die that easily."

"But where are those ghost things? Do you know where they are? United Airlines' statement is that after long-term investigation, they have learned that the large amount of detonation energy and detonation systems required for this bomb are scattered on all continents, but who knows where they are?

Location?"

Lebo couldn't answer, so he could only listen to Klein's words with his mouth open.

"This is still the first question. Maybe United Airlines made this plan because they already know the exact location of these things. Just for safety reasons, they can't tell us. When the pilots walk to the spacecraft and fly to Earth, they will

Get an accurate location map. This kind of thing is also very common. After all, United Airlines is always ready for a cosmic war with aliens."

"Come on, you still have the heart to joke." Lebo ran to the table, poured himself another sip of wine, raised the bottle and looked at Klein, who signaled that he didn't need it.

"I'm not kidding, what I'm talking about is all scientific speculation. Second question, have you ever thought about what these energy sources will mean once they detonate?"

"What is it?" Lebo raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"That's right, I just don't know. I don't know what the energy level will be, and I can't predict whether it will really be possible to create a wind tunnel with enough energy to swallow the vacuum bubbles."

Lebo's head was a little dizzy, and he replied, "That's at least one way. Isn't there no other way now?"

"There is no way to get the best of both worlds, it's not that there is no way." Klein immediately corrected Lebo's statement.
Chapter completed!