Chapter 65

Regarding Dong Dapao's reply, Lin Han found it very imaginative, but in fact, it was not applicable on Mars, because hydroponics relies on nutrient solutions. Plants need a large amount of nutrients and trace elements, and water alone cannot provide these trace elements.

Even if there were some nutrient solutions in the Mars base, they would not last long, as they are consumables that diminish with use. Supporting a four-year period would be extremely difficult.

The enthusiastic online discussions continued offline. When Lin Han and others were having a buffet dinner to celebrate the successful conclusion of the Galaxy Award, the main topic of conversation revolved around his new work.

Tian Ran, busy peeling a lobster, looked at Lin Han with a puzzled expression and asked, "You just announced the idea of your novel. Aren't you worried that someone else might write it first?"

"Relax, I've already registered it with the copyright office. Even if someone writes it first, the quality of the work will ultimately speak for itself."

Lin Han appeared very confident. The reason he hadn't started writing yet was to ensure the quality, preparing everything before he began.

Moreover, he hadn't revealed much else, and the netizens were just spreading their thoughts. His job was just to gather the attention.

Wu Zhentian also showed interest, "If this book is written, it will definitely be the result of everyone's participation. Now, I'm just waiting for you to write it quickly. It would be great if it could be released in the first half of the year."

Lin Han took a sip of juice and replied with a smile, "I'll try my best. My writing speed is quite fast. Once it's finished, I'll look for a publisher, hoping to shorten the time as much as possible to prevent the attention from fading."

"Ah, I really envy you. No matter what you do, you are always the focus of others' attention. You are naturally suited for science fiction. Even though the movie wasn't very good, writing such a good novel is enough."

Tian Ran, who was eating, suddenly received an elbow from Wu Zhentian. He immediately realized what he had said and laughed awkwardly, "I didn't mean it that way. Your novel writing is great. In the future, you can turn your novels into movies, hahaha."

Lin Han didn't think too much about it. He knew his past couldn't be erased. As Tian Ran said, he had indeed thought about turning his science fiction novels into science fiction movies, but the funds, connections, and directing skills required were beyond his current capabilities.

These plans would have to wait until he had the strength to implement them. For now, he was just building up his strength, waiting for the final burst.

The writers' dinner and gathering were no different from those of ordinary people. Some were busy toasting each other, some were quietly eating, and some were chatting. Lin Han, the biggest winner of the Galaxy Award, successfully hid in a corner.

When Li Wenyuan, holding a glass of wine, searched around, he finally found Lin Han. His ears were slightly red from drinking, and he had no idea how many glasses of foamy beer he had consumed.

"You're not being fair, hiding here. You won the Galaxy Award, yet you're so low-key. I see you're quite active online."

"That's just a small thing. Aren't you causing trouble too, building a robot empire? Your readers are calling for you to update. When are you going to release a new book?"

Li Wenyuan picked up a slice of watermelon and ate it, looking at Lin Han with disdain, "Is this called a small thing? I've never seen a more low-key science fiction author. Write this book well, don't rush it."

After drinking, Li Wenyuan became more talkative, constantly advising Lin Han to seize the current favorable situation, like a reincarnated Tang Monk.

After dinner, the other writers went to entertainment venues in groups, but Lin Han politely declined the invitation. He returned to his room and started checking the latest updates.

After a night of spreading, his Weibo post had gone viral, with over 50,000 replies. The latest replies were all about "Weibo Tourist Group," "Tianya Tourist Group," "Zhihu Users Visiting," and "Douban Tourist Bus."

This almost confused him. He didn't understand what was happening or where all these strange replies were coming from.

"Where did all these people come from?"

Lin Han muttered to himself while clearing the red notification numbers on the webpage. The number of new followers had exceeded 100,000, which was quite impressive for a science fiction author who didn't buy followers.

He glanced at Weibo, and the post had over 8 million views. He didn't know if Zazhang (Weibo) had inflated the numbers, but it was certainly very popular.

Following the comments, Lin Han searched and entered Zhihu, where discussions had started under the Mars topic: "What is the experience of living alone on Mars?"

"How can one survive on Mars? Welcome to discuss."

"How to survive for 4 years with 31 days' worth of food? Share your thoughts."

Zhihu is a relatively new online Q&A platform, almost covering all questions and integrating divergent thinking, often producing some golden sentences.

Lin Han really didn't expect his post to go viral on Zhihu. The user quality was slightly higher than on Tieba, making it a good breeding ground for science fiction literature.

What surprised him even more was that there was a thread on Tianya's Literature and Art section discussing the issue of survival on Mars. The original poster initially diligently copied the best replies from Weibo, but later just posted a link, directing netizens to Weibo, thus forming the Tianya Tourist Group.

Similarly, some well-known bloggers on Weibo, such as Doubanjun, Tieba, British Affairs, and When I Was Shocked, all forwarded the post and summarized the popular replies, making it convenient for lazy netizens to check.

"Today's hottest topic: How to survive on Mars. Check out the brilliant replies from netizens."

"Science fiction writer Lin Han posts a question, and tens of thousands of netizens respond. Is your imagination big enough?"

"Everyone is a potential science fiction writer. Want to know how to survive on Mars? Is it eating corpses or encountering aliens? Is it finding spaceship debris or promoting the spirit of interstellar colonization? Come and watch!"

With these Weibo Tourist Groups, Lin Han understood why the views were so high. Even the science fiction and science fiction novel enthusiasts in Douban interest groups came to watch.

They wanted to see how Lin Han would address the questions he raised. No science fiction novel had ever attracted so much attention. One question, a pile of replies, and it went viral across the entire network.

Yesterday, I overate hot pot, and today I'm suffering from diarrhea and exhaustion. How tragic! To avoid dehydration, I have to drink glucose water to maintain my life. The author really paid everything for the sake of delicious food.

Seeing other author friends' recommendation votes rising, the author is very envious. Let me enjoy such happiness too, everyone.

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