Читаем Death's End полностью

Three months after the start of the Great Resettlement, more than a billion people had been relocated to Australia. Simultaneously, the governments of the nations of the world began to relocate to large Australian cities. The UN moved its headquarters to Sydney. Each government directed the resettlement of its own citizens, with the UN Resettlement Commission coordinating the efforts. In their new land, the migrants gathered into districts based on their nation of origin, and Australia became a miniature replica of the whole Earth. Other than the names of the largest cities, old place names were abandoned. Now “New York,” “Tokyo,” and “Shanghai” were nothing more than refugee camps full of basic shelter-houses.

No one had any experience in dealing with resettlement at such a large scale, either in the national governments or the UN, and many difficulties and dangers soon surfaced.

First, there was the problem of shelter. Leaders soon realized that even if all the construction materials in the world were shipped to Australia, and per capita space were limited to the dimensions of a bed, not even one-fifth of the final total population would have a roof over their heads. By the time five hundred million migrants were in Australia, there was no more material for building shelter-houses. They had to resort to erecting large tents, each of which was the size of a stadium and capable of housing more than ten thousand. But under such poor living and sanitation conditions, epidemics were a constant threat.

There was also the shortage of food. The agricultural factories in Australia were far from sufficient to satisfy the needs of the population, and it was necessary to transport food from across the world. As the population on the continent increased, the distribution of food became more complex and subject to more delays.

But the greatest danger was the prospect of loss of social order. In the resettlement zones, the hyper-information society disappeared. Newcomers poked the walls, bedside stands, or even their own clothes until they realized that everything was dead, un-networked. Even basic communications could not be guaranteed. People could obtain news about the world only through very limited channels. For a population used to a super-networked world full of information, it was as if they had all gone blind. Modern governments lost all their techniques for mass communication and leadership, and were ignorant of how to maintain order in a massively overcrowded society.

—————

Simultaneously, resettlement was also proceeding in space.

At the end of the Deterrence Era, about 1.5 million people were living in space. About half a million spacers belonged to Earth International, living in space stations and space cities orbiting the Earth and bases on the moon. The rest belonged to the Solar System Fleet and were distributed between bases on Mars and around Jupiter, as well as warships patrolling the Solar System.

The spacers who belonged to Earth International mostly lived below the orbit of the moon. They had no choice but to return to the Earth and migrate to Australia.

The rest moved to the Martian base, which Trisolaris had designated as the second human reservation.

After the Doomsday Battle, the Solar System Fleet had never returned to its former size. Even at the end of the Deterrence Era, the fleet had barely more than one hundred stellar-class warships. Though technology had continued to improve, the maximum speed of the ships never increased, as fusion propulsion had already been pushed to the limit. The overwhelming advantage the Trisolar ships held was not only their ability to reach lightspeed, but, more terrifyingly, their ability to leap into lightspeed without a prolonged process of acceleration. In order to reach even 15 percent of lightspeed, human ships had to accelerate for a year, taking into account fuel consumption rates and the need to reserve fuel for the return voyage. Compared to Trisolaran ships, Earth ships were slow as snails.

When deterrence was dismantled, the stellar-class warships of the Solar System Fleet had a chance to escape into deep space. If the hundred-plus ships had sped away from the Solar System in different directions at maximum power, the eight droplets in the Solar System could not have caught them all. But not a single ship chose to do so; all obeyed Sophon and returned to Mars orbit. The reason for their obedience was simple: Resettlement on Mars was not like settling in Australia on Earth. Within the sealed habitat of the Martian base, a population of one million could maintain a comfortable, civilized existence. The base had been designed to accommodate the long-term needs of such a population. This was, without a doubt, superior to wandering deep space for the rest of their lives.

Перейти на страницу:

Похожие книги

Аччелерандо
Аччелерандо

Сингулярность. Эпоха постгуманизма. Искусственный интеллект превысил возможности человеческого разума. Люди фактически обрели бессмертие, но одновременно биотехнологический прогресс поставил их на грань вымирания. Наноботы копируют себя и развиваются по собственной воле, а контакт с внеземной жизнью неизбежен. Само понятие личности теперь получает совершенно новое значение. В таком мире пытаются выжить разные поколения одного семейного клана. Его основатель когда-то натолкнулся на странный сигнал из далекого космоса и тем самым перевернул всю историю Земли. Его потомки пытаются остановить уничтожение человеческой цивилизации. Ведь что-то разрушает планеты Солнечной системы. Сущность, которая находится за пределами нашего разума и не видит смысла в существовании биологической жизни, какую бы форму та ни приняла.

Чарлз Стросс

Научная Фантастика
Дневники Киллербота
Дневники Киллербота

Три премии HugoЧетыре премии LocusДве премии NebulaПремия AlexПремия BooktubeSSFПремия StabbyПремия Hugo за лучшую сериюВ далёком корпоративном будущем каждая космическая экспедиция обязана получить от Компании снаряжение и специальных охранных мыслящих андроидов.После того, как один из них «хакнул» свой модуль управления, он получил свободу и стал называть себя «Киллерботом». Люди его не интересуют и все, что он действительно хочет – это смотреть в одиночестве скачанную медиатеку с 35 000 часов кинофильмов и сериалов.Однако, разные форс-мажорные ситуации, связанные с глупостью людей, коварством корпоратов и хитрыми планами искусственных интеллектов заставляют Киллербота выяснять, что происходит и решать эти опасные проблемы. И еще – Киллербот как-то со всем связан, а память об этом у него стерта. Но истина где-то рядом. Полное издание «Дневников Киллербота» – весь сериал в одном томе!Поздравляем! Вы – Киллербот!Весь цикл «Дневники Киллербота», все шесть романов и повестей, которые сделали Марту Уэллс звездой современной научной фантастики!Неосвоенные колонии на дальних планетах, космические орбитальные станции, власть всемогущих корпораций, происки полицейских, искусственные интеллекты в компьютерных сетях, функциональные андроиды и в центре – простые люди, которым всегда нужна помощь Киллербота.«Я теперь все ее остальные книги буду искать. Прекрасный автор, высшая лига… Рекомендую». – Сергей Лукьяненко«Ироничные наблюдения Киллербота за человеческим поведением столь же забавны, как и всегда. Еще один выигрышный выпуск сериала». – Publishers Weekly«Категорически оправдывает все ожидания. Остроумная, интеллектуальная, очень приятная космоопера». – Aurealis«Милая, веселая, остросюжетная и просто убийственная книга». – Кэмерон Херли«Умная, изобретательная, брутальная при необходимости и никогда не сентиментальная». – Кейт Эллиот

Марта Уэллс , Наталия В. Рокачевская

Фантастика / Космическая фантастика / Научная Фантастика