Sol Hundred and One, When Heaven Is About to Confer a Great Responsibility on Man

The next morning.

After having breakfast, completing his physical training, and moving the solar panels, Tang Yue continued stirring shit in the garage.

"I say… As one of the only two remaining humans in the Universe, I should be one of the most illustrious figures in human history, right? Isn't it said that when Heaven is about to confer a great office on a man, it first exercises his mind with suffering and his sinews and bones with toil?" Tang Yue stirred the shit mixture with great force before stopping.

"That's right." Tomcat sat with its back facing him. It too was handling the shit.

"Then, what's my great office?" Tang Yue asked.

"Stir shit," Tomcat replied.