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Artemis

A Novel, Ausgezeichnet: GoodReads Choice Award

The bestselling author of The Martian returns with an irresistible new near-future thriller-a heist story set on the moon.

Jasmine Bashara never signed up to be a hero. She just wanted to get rich.

Not crazy, eccentric-billionaire rich, like many of the visitors to her hometown of Artemis, humanity's first and only lunar colony. Just rich enough to move out of her coffin-sized apartment and eat something better than flavored algae. Rich enough to pay off a debt she's owed for a long time.

So when a chance at a huge score finally comes her way, Jazz can't say no. Sure, it requires her to graduate from small-time smuggler to full-on criminal mastermind. And it calls for a particular combination of cunning, technical skills, and large explosions-not to mention sheer brazen swagger. But Jazz has never run into a challenge her intellect can't handle, and she figures she's got the 'swagger' part down.

The trouble is, engineering the perfect crime is just the start of Jazz's problems. Because her little heist is about to land her in the middle of a conspiracy for control of Artemis itself.

Trapped between competing forces, pursued by a killer and the law alike, even Jazz has to admit she's in way over her head. She'll have to hatch a truly spectacular scheme to have a chance at staying alive and saving her city.

Jazz is no hero, but she is a very good criminal.

That'll have to do.

Propelled by its heroine's wisecracking voice, set in a city that's at once stunningly imagined and intimately familiar, and brimming over with clever problem-solving and heist-y fun, Artemis is another irresistible brew of science, suspense, and humor from #1 bestselling author Andy Weir.
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Praise for Artemis:

"An action-packed techno-thriller of the first order...the perfect vehicle for humans who want to escape, if only for a time, the severe gravity of planet earth. The pages fly by."-USA Today

"Revitalizes the Lunar-colony scenario, with the author's characteristic blend of engineering know-how and survival suspense...Jazz is a great heroine, tough with a soft core, crooked with inner honesty."-Wall Street Journal

"Smart and sharp...Weir has done it again [with] a sci-fi crowd pleaser made for the big screen."-Salon.com

"Makes cutting-edge science sexy and relevant...Weir has created a realistic and fascinating future society, and every detail feels authentic and scientifically sound." -Associated Press

"Out-of-this-world storytelling."-Houston Chronicle

"Weir excels when it comes to geeky references, snarky humour and scenes of ingenious scientific problem-solving." -Financial Times

"Weir has done the impossible-he's topped The Martian with a sci-fi-noir-thriller set in a city on the moon. What more do you want from life? Go read it!"- Blake Crouch, New York Times bestselling author of Dark Matter

"Everything you could hope for in a follow-up to The Martian: another smart, fun, fast-paced adventure that you won't be able to put down." - Ernest Cline, New York Times bestselling author of Ready Player One

"A superior near-future thriller...with a healthy dose of humor." -Publishers Weekly (starred review)

"An exciting, whip-smart, funny thrill-ride...one of the best science fiction novels of the year." -Booklist (starred review)

"Narrated by a kick-ass leading lady, this thriller has it all - a smart plot, laugh-out-loud funny moments, and really cool science." -Library Journal (starred review)

Praise for The Martian:

"Brilliant...a celebration of human ingenuity [and] the purest example of real-science sci-fi for many years." -Wall Street Journal

"A gripping survival story." -New York Times

"Terrific...a crackling good read."-USA Today

"A marvel...Robinson Crusoe in a space suit."-Washington Post

"Impressively geeky...the technical details keep the story relentlessly precise and the suspense ramped up." -Entertainment Weekly

"A story for readers who enjoy thrillers, science fiction, non-fiction, or flat-out adventure." -Associated Press

"Utterly nail-baiting and memorable."-Financial Times

"A hugely entertaining novel that reads like a rocket ship afire."-Chicago Tribune
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ANDY WEIR built a career as a software engineer until the success of his first published novel, THE MARTIAN, allowed him to live out his dream of writing fulltime. He is a lifelong space nerd and a devoted hobbyist of subjects such as relativistic physics, orbital mechanics, and the history of manned spaceflight. He also mixes a mean cocktail. He lives in California.
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  • Chapter 1

    I bounded over the gray, dusty terrain toward the huge dome of Conrad Bubble. Its airlock, ringed with red lights, stood distressingly far away.

    It's hard to run with a hundred kilograms of gear on--even in lunar gravity. But you'd be amazed how fast you can hustle when your life is on the line.

    Bob ran beside me. His voice came over the radio: "Let me connect my tanks to your suit!"

    "That'll just get you killed too."

    "The leak's huge," he huffed. "I can see the gas escaping your tanks."

    "Thanks for the pep talk."

    "I'm the EVA master here," Bob said. "Stop right now and let me cross-connect!"

    "Negative." I kept running. "There was a pop right before the leak alarm. Metal fatigue. Got to be the valve assembly. If you cross-connect you'll puncture your line on a jagged edge."

    "I'm willing to take that risk!"

    "I'm not willing to let you," I said. "Trust me on this, Bob. I know metal."

    I switched to long, even hops. It felt like slow motion, but it was the best way to move with all that weight. My helmet's heads-up display said the airlock was fifty-two meters away. I glanced at my arm readouts. My oxygen reserve plummeted while I watched. So I stopped watching.

    The long strides paid off. I was really hauling ass now. I even left Bob behind, and he's the most skilled EVA master on the moon. That's the trick: Add more forward momentum every time you touch the ground. But that also means each hop is a tricky affair. If you screw up, you'll face-plant and slide along the ground. EVA suits are tough, but it's best not to grind them against regolith.

    "You're going too fast! If you trip you could crack your faceplate!"

    "Better than sucking vacuum," I said. "I've got maybe ten seconds."

    "I'm way behind you," he said. "Don't wait for me."

    I only realized how fast I was going when the triangular plates of Conrad filled my view. They were growing very quickly.

    "Shit!" No time to slow down. I made one final leap and added a forward roll. I timed it just right--more out of luck than skill--and hit the wall with my feet. Okay, Bob was right. I'd been going way too fast.

    I hit the ground, scrambled to my feet, and clawed at the hatch crank.

    My ears popped. Alarms blared in my helmet. The tank was on its last legs--it couldn't counteract the leak anymore.

    I pushed the hatch open and fell inside. I gasped for breath and my vision blurred. I kicked the hatch closed, reached up to the emergency tank, and yanked out the pin.

    The top of the tank flew off and air flooded into the compartment. It came out so fast, half of it liquefied into fog particles from the cooling that comes with rapid expansion. I fell to the ground, barely conscious.

    I panted in my suit and suppressed the urge to puke. That was way the hell more exertion than I'm built for. An oxygen-deprivation headache took root. It'd be with me for a few hours, at least. I'd managed to get altitude sickness on the moon.

    The hiss died to a trickle, then finished.

    Bob finally made it to the hatch. I saw him peek in through the small round window.

    "Status?" he radioed.

    "Conscious," I wheezed.

    "Can you stand? Or should I call for an assist?"

    Bob couldn't come in without killing me--I was lying in the airlock with a bad suit. But any of the two thousand people inside the city could open the airlock from the other side and drag me in.

    "No need." I got to my hands and knees, then to my feet. I steadied myself against the control panel and initiated the cleanse. High-pressure air jets blasted me from all angles. Gray lunar dust swirled in the airlock and got pulled into filtered vents along the wall.

    After the cleanse, the inner hatch door opened automatically.

    I stepped into the antechamber, resealed the inner hatch, and plopped down on a bench.

    Bob cycled through the airlock the normal way--no dramatic emergency tank (which now had to be replaced, by the way). Just the normal pumps-and-valves
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Einband Taschenbuch
Seitenzahl 352
Erscheinungsdatum 03.07.2018
Sprache Englisch
ISBN 978-0-553-44814-6
Verlag Random House LCC US
Maße (L/B/H) 20.3/13.1/2.7 cm
Gewicht 268 g
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Science-Facts Galore und eine Mission Impossible auf dem Mond!
von a_boatfullof_books am 28.12.2017
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[IM ENGLISCHEN ORIGINAL GELESEN] Wer den Marsianer gelesen hat, kommt an Artemis nicht vorbei. Und obwohl die beiden Bücher kaum miteinander zu vergleichen sind, haben sie eines zumindest gemein: seitenweise gut verpackte Wissenschaftsfakten, die Andy Weir von all den anderen Sci-Fi Autoren absetzt. Ganz ehrlich, ich glaube wir... [IM ENGLISCHEN ORIGINAL GELESEN] Wer den Marsianer gelesen hat, kommt an Artemis nicht vorbei. Und obwohl die beiden Bücher kaum miteinander zu vergleichen sind, haben sie eines zumindest gemein: seitenweise gut verpackte Wissenschaftsfakten, die Andy Weir von all den anderen Sci-Fi Autoren absetzt. Ganz ehrlich, ich glaube wir haben einen Zeitpunkt erreicht, wo all mein Wissen zum Leben und Überleben im All und sämtliche Weltraumfakten auf Andy Weir basieren. Noch dazu begegnen wir hier Jazz - einer arabischstämmigen Frau, die alles andere als ein vorhersehbarer Charakter ist. Ihr derzeitiger Wohnsitz: Artemis auf dem Mond. Ja, sie ist von Beruf Schmugglerin und ja, mit dem Gesetz vor ort hat sie sich auch in den Haaren, und noch mal ja, eine Million für einen waghalsigen Auftrag, da kann sie nicht nein sagen. Und wenn es schief geht? Mal abgesehen von dem Geld, dass sie dann nicht bekommt, steht hier die Sauerstoffversorgund der ganzen Stadt und, wie sich herausstellt, ihr eigenes Leben auf dem Spiel! Aber wie all die anderen Charactere dieses Buches hat Jazz trotz aller Reuelosigkeit etwas unglaublich sympathisches. Sogar die Gegenspieler sind Charactere, über die man gern mehr wissen will. Überhaupt ist Artemis mit seinen 2000 Einwohnern eine Kleinstadt und so liest man sich hier auch durch dieses Abenteuer. Eine Mission Impossible in einem winzigen Ort, an dem einen alle kennen und man Mühe hat, von Ex und Polizeichef unbemerkt für den großen Coup shoppen zu gehen. Ein großer Spaß! Ein Sci-Fi Abenteuer, das ich so gar nicht erwartet hatte! UND!! Eine Kolonie auf dem Mond? Klingt machbar. Machen wir das?