The countdown on the screen flashed, and in the deep space 150 million light-years away, the mothership was sailing towards the unknown. On this lonely boat, the political game has evolved into a war of survival. Artificial intelligence is wandering between loyalty and betrayal, and the emergence of wormholes has put people's moral concepts on the fire of instinct.
However, there is still a glimmer of light in the darkness, and the hope hidden deep in human nature becomes the only beacon through unknown territory.
Welcome aboard! This time, we no longer look back at the earth, but set sail to the depths of the universe.
Intention: Use one sentence to introduce "Aphelion", that is: eternal life vs. Service. To put it bluntly, this is a bet played in space on "Do you choose to believe in humans or robots?" The actual camp is more complicated than the two sides, so it can also be said to be "space werewolf". The reason for writing this article is very simple. One day I worked overtime until early in the morning and saw the notification on my phone that "AI will replace a certain industry." I suddenly thought: If one day, it is not we who dominate technology, but technology dominates us, who should I believe at that time? Believe in yourself? But I don't even know when I will finish today's work. Believe in robots? Can they be trusted 100%? This is what I spent hundreds of thousands of words talking about. Looking back at this novel, what I want you to feel most are actually these four things: First, I brought the grand concept of "space opera" back to "people". To tell you the truth, I'm most annoyed by the way Starfleet is constantly written about bombardment. It's too far for me to reach, and I'm sure it's the same for you. What I want to write more about is that people - people like you and me - are locked in a metal box, facing the political wrangling of the United Nations, the robot ambitions of the Boulder Group, and the immortality obsession of the Azano Laboratory. That feeling of suffocation and tension is actually the same as the pressure in life we face every day: invisible, like air but everywhere and inescapable. Second, I looked at the absurdity of the entire adult world through the eyes of a 10-year-old girl. Innocent heart is the most precious quality in my opinion. For the character Wu Xing'er, she was selected into the wormhole experiment and drifted in parallel time and space for thirty-two years. She watched the mothership be destroyed over and over again, but finally chose to come back and lead everyone with her small body. Her words, "Trust between people is rare," are undoubtedly sharp when placed among those intrigued adults. Third, what I want to ask is not how advanced technology is, but the light in human nature. I have written about the darkness of human nature. After all, I started out as a suspense/crime author. But it is undeniable that the light of human nature has more desirable qualities and far-reaching value. Going back to the topic of "eternal life vs. Eternal service" I mentioned at the beginning, Azano wants humans to become gods and never die; the Boulder Group wants to replace humans with robots and will always be obedient. But those ordinary people caught in the middle just want to go home. He Yong's father is a plumber. When he heard that his son was trapped in space, he dragged his sick body to sign up for the "Perihelion Project" that he didn't understand at all. He said to the camera: "I only know that my son is still there. I want to see him." When I wrote this, I was very touched. At that moment, no technological myths mattered. Fourth, I wrote a love letter to the robot. The role of Corito was decided upon as I wrote. In the beginning, he was just an ordinary human vice-captain. Later, I discovered that an "outsider" was needed to watch this human farce. So he turned into a humanoid robot. But unlike those Hollywood stereotypes of "robots will destroy humanity when they awaken", he has no intention of replacing anyone. He calculated that the probability of returning was less than 1%, but he was willing to bet on the 1% "new life". Finally, 12-year-old Yang Hu took out the "Wax of Daedalus" and said to him: "The cockpit is yours, take us wherever you want." At that moment, a kind of trust that transcended species was born. This is also my attitude towards current technologies: I welcome them and hope that one day I can work well with them. After all, none of us can go back to the era without mobile phones and AI. Finally, say the old saying "Hamlet" again. I hope you will not be biased by my thoughts, and I wish you a wonderful reading experience.