He didn’t return to the dormitory until late.

According to the principle of old age and new age, his other roommate was one of the first astronauts.
"Liu Peiqiang Mechanical Engineering"
Zheng Yingyi used to be a pilot.
They shook hands.
Zheng Yingyi’s first impression of his roommate was very good, and he knew that he was a decent person.
The two chatted quickly and the topic gradually deepened.
Zheng Yingyi saw Liu Peiqiang’s photo on the table, and the conversation quickly turned to the family.
"I don’t have any family now." Speaking of this, Zheng Yingyi was all depressed. "They are all dead."
Liu Peiqiang sighed and comforted a few words, touching himself and taking photos with his wife and children, and his eyes could not help but shed tears.
He also told the whole story about himself.
Even an astronaut like him, who has been selected for the pilot program, has enjoyed the highest treatment on earth at present, and he also has his own difficulties.
"I have two places to enter the dungeon …"
This should be for his wife and children, but his wife is seriously ill and can now be taken care of by his father-in-law
If these two places are given to her and the children, it is to send two people who take care of themselves to the dungeon.
Such doubts are not feasible, and someone with ability must go in and take care of them.
But in that case …
Zheng Yingyi is silent. He understands that Liu Peiqiang is struggling in his heart.
Give up your wife or your children …
This choice is extremely difficult.
But even so.
Compared with others outside, Liu Peiqiang is lucky.
He still has a choice.
Ordinary people outside can decide where to go by drawing lots.
The lottery result is completely random.
The winner can enter the dungeon.
Those who don’t win can live in the original city for dozens of degrees and endure the extreme shortage of ice, snow and cold wind materials.
"In June, 2008, I will go to the third dungeon and start to migrate workers …" Liu Peiqiang closed his eyes and put a photo on his chest.
There is not much time left for him.
Zheng Yingyi suddenly remembered a few days ago at this time.
The name makes people yearn for the magical organization.
"Maybe these things will improve. Brother Qiang, you’re not too worried. Wait a minute. Wait a minute."
He said to Liu Peiqiang like this
If those people were telling the truth that day …
……
The news of the parallel mutual aid association has been jointly led by the government to inform the officials of various countries
In The Wandering Earth, the Coalition government was established by the United Nations and was mainly responsible for everything on the surface, including planetary engines
The concept of Coalition government and state remains the same, and so do governments.
The national government is the local governments.
In the wandering era, due to inconvenient transportation, the facts of urban affairs in various places were managed by each city itself.
Usually, the national government is only responsible for the allocation of resources in different cities under its jurisdiction. On behalf of the people’s United Nations, it negotiates the "Wandering Earth" plan.
At the same time, some small countries with a small population have chosen to merge in order to have a city under their own jurisdiction and increase the number of deliberations in the United Nations (the official setting is not to delete or prohibit)
After a short period of doubt and shock, countries decided to continue to believe in the Coalition government and that there really is a parallel rescue organization in the world.
The coalition government has maintained a good reputation since its establishment.
No one thinks that the Coalition government can cheat them by verifying things with such a horse.
Mobilizing the Coalition government, he sent representatives from several national stations to BJ No.3 city one after another.
According to the previous agreement with Zhang Tianyuan, they will meet here for the first time when they are parallel.
Chapter 121 It’s hard to imagine
There were not many people waiting at the meeting. There were ten people of all races, men and women, mostly in their fifties and sixties.
But these ten people can decide all the things on the surface of wandering earth times, from the construction, maintenance and operation of planetary engines to the rescue of surface disasters.
It can be said that these ten men hold the destiny of mankind in their hands.
There is no sound to say or ask in the venue. Everyone has understood it. Everyone is watching the wall clock and waiting quietly.
At that time, when the clock went to twelve o’clock sharp, everyone’s hearts became tense.
They witnessed the appearance of a black door in the venue.