The Ares starship is floating quietly in space. Maintenance worker Miz is leaning on the limiter and is standing outside the cabin, slowly turning the mounting screws of the lifting bracket. The radiation of cosmic rays causes the electronic devices of the robotic arm to fail unexpectedly, requiring manual extravehicular operations for emergency repairs. This is not uncommon, but is just one of Miz's busy daily tasks as a starship maintenance worker.
When a glimmer of light from the interstellar space flashed through Miz's eyes, there was a burst of joyous noise somewhere inside the Ares starship, which was completely different from the silence outside the cabin. This was the third most active public kitchen on the starship. Tussa held up a soup pot filled with cold beans, imitating the women on the Nile River who used clay pots to draw water. She tried to lift the pot on her head, but was immediately stopped sternly by the chef. The chefs walked into the kitchen one after another. Looking at this funny scene, they couldn't help laughing. The chef waved his fat hands, trying to get everyone to get to work.
Miz, or Dusha, some of them thought that such an ordinary life would continue until the news was blown into everyone's ears by the wind, and that figure returned to their dreams like a ghost...
Intention: human emotions, self-essence and eternal faith