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Volume 1, Chapter 133 Jiajia

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    Chapter 133 Jiajia

    There are no traces of the old times here.  The land is flat and the style of the buildings is very different from that era of destruction.  It feels like being on another planet.

    ¡°Plop, plop, plop¡ª¡ª¡±

    About five hundred meters away from the city, three burly figures suddenly stood up.  Holding powerful assault rifles in their hands, they quickly formed a simple encirclement formation and outflanked them from a distance.  The flaming muzzle flew out a series of dense bullets, leaving an obvious warning line on the dirt surface directly in front of the off-road vehicle.

    Lin Xiang suddenly stepped on the brakes, and with the harsh sound of metal friction, the thick rubber tires dragged the car body across the sandy ground, scooping up most of the arc-shaped smoke.

    Sitting in the cab, Lin Xiang looked coldly at the armed snipers surrounding him from three directions.  These people wore camouflage combat uniforms that were the same color as the ground. Ceramic armor processed with special technical means was inlaid on the chest and other important places. The bulletproof performance was comparable to that of the skeleton officer uniforms they wore.  They are tall and muscular. What is especially strange is that they have the same height and hair shape, and there is basically no difference in facial features and skin.  Even the gaze radiating from the depths of his eyes was as rigid and cold as a machine.

    ?Obviously, this is a group of replicants.  Their bodies may have been modified to be suitable for combat, and the supernatural aura they release can reach level five enhancement or above.  If the guess is correct, they should be vigilantes affiliated with the United Doctors Association who are specially placed to patrol around the city.

    "This is a restricted area. If you need to buy medicines or negotiate on other matters, please go to the market town five kilometers east. There are special business personnel there who can conduct normal trade exchanges." One of the leaders  The man stepped forward, his tone was calm, and his voice seemed to be synthesized by a machine, but there was no room for refutation or doubt in his tone.

    They are indeed clones, and they are a special type specially used for combat.

    Lin Xiang confirmed his guess, nodded, and took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket with silver willows on the surface. His generous and decent demeanor was irreproachable.  There is a unique aristocratic temperament in his movements.

    Lin Xiang put down the backpack on his shoulders, took out a small thermostatic box containing medicine, and tapped his fingers on the surface of the box: "This is what you want."

    Liu Yuchen smiled and nodded. He bowed, his fair left hand behind his back, and his right hand stretched out flatly along the direction of the passage: "Please follow me."

    At the end of the passage is a smooth and flat hexagonal door.  The young deacon of the Medical Association skillfully pressed a series of numbers on the keyboard next to the door, and the door slowly slid open to both sides.  Lin Xiang discovered that this seemingly ordinary gate was actually twenty centimeters thick and made of some kind of alloy.  It made almost no sound as it slid sideways.  Obviously, this beautiful special-shaped building has extremely high technological standards.

    Inside the door is a spacious elevator room.  After the two stood still, Liu Yuchen gently pressed the green "-15" on the row of numbers on the right side of the door wall.  As the gate closed silently, a huge falling force instantly penetrated Lin Xiang's body.

    "City of Life No. 24 The actual area occupied by the United Doctors Association seems to be much larger than I imagined." Looking at the changing green numbers on the wall, Lin Xiang took a long breath.

    "There are a total of fifty cities of life in the world. In fact, our actual control area is only within a limited range with the city circle as the radius. We are only interested in biological research and science, grabbing land and occupying the population  ¡­ That¡¯s not what doctors should be concerned about.¡±

    As he said that, the elevator had stopped.  Liu Yuchen took a step forward and made a "please" gesture towards the open door.

    This is a huge circular room.  The area within sight alone is over 500 square meters.  Like the buildings on the ground, the main color in the room is still pure white.  Dozens of complex and sophisticated instruments are running inside the room.  Regardless of the specific form of energy provided for these machines, Lin Xiang was shocked by the huge amount of resources owned by the United Doctors Association just by this level of almost wasteful consumption.

    Even though he was fully mentally prepared, Lin Xiang still felt that his heart was contracting violently, almost draining him of all his strength.  His body was shaking uncontrollably, and his eyes were focused on the center of that petite and frail body.  At this moment, except for the white figure slowly walking from the depths of his mind and the entity in front of him, the world he was in could not contain even a trace of extra dust.

    "Based on the hair you provided, I copied this childbody.  Her genetic indexes are completely consistent with her body, and her brain and body are growing in good condition.  The instillation of basic memory and various skills is also based on your image.  Her cells can resist any intensity of radiation, which is the most basic need for a child to survive in a world full of pollution and rays.  "

    Liu Yuchen¡¯s voice is like the sound of nature coming from another world.  Lin Xiang, who turned a deaf ear, almost rushed to the front of the training cabin, stretched out his fingers and grasped the smooth cabin wall tightly, his bloodshot eyes showing an unprecedented fanatical look.  This was the first time since he came to this strange world that he completely lost his composure.

    Xi¡¯s open lips pressed against the transparent bulkhead, breathing out a hazy warmth.  The trembling lips seemed to be brewing countless words, but in the end, only two almost hoarse syllables came out.

    "JiaJiajia"

    Salty tears overflowed from the edges of the rapidly filling eyes, running along the hot and trembling skin, and sliding out two crystal arcs on the surface of Lin Xiang's beautiful jade-colored face.

    His heart felt as if he had returned to the field hospital a century ago and saw that smart and lively white figure.  She still held a handful of carnations with dew in her hand, and her eyes were as clear as pure water drops.

    When I woke up, a hundred years had passed.  But Lin Xiang felt that everything seemed like just yesterday

    After a long time, he suppressed his excitement, took a deep breath, and asked without looking back: "Why does the body's appearance only stay in the infancy stage? With the technology you have, you should be able to give birth to a baby in a short time."  Mature physique.¡±

    Liu Yuchen leaned against the wall next to him with his arms folded, a little light flashing faintly in the depths of his pupils.  He smiled calmly: "If I remember correctly, what you need is a living human being with a soul and mind. Not just a body with similar appearance and appearance."

    "What do you mean?" Lin Xiang turned around suddenly, his eyebrows already tangled and wrinkled together.

    "I said that I can use cells and DNA to copy a new life form, but I can't re-instill the missing memories into her. The work I created is just an empty body. She has no soul, no life of her own  Memory. Although I have instilled image information about you into her brain, she is still just a child. I have helped you copy the body. If you really want to resurrect the dead, then everything that follows must be done by yourself.  Finish."

    Liu Yuchen walked to the culture cabin, looked at the girl immersed in the nutrient solution, and smiled with a knowing look: "She is a perfect work and a piece of pure white jade. If I am responsible for  Biological replication is likened to mining, so now it is your turn to carry out the most detailed carving. She will grow with you, and subconsciously, you are her closest object. You can let her do anything and tell her everything about you.  The secret you want her to know. You can be her father, friend, lover, master, or even all possible identities. She only belongs to you. If you want her to truly become the woman you dream of, then you must give this body  The body is infused with a new soul.¡±

    "You mean, I have to raise her?" Lin Xiang, who had always been calm, was shaken all over, grabbed Liu Yuchen's arm, and asked in disbelief.

    "I can't forcefully inject too much memory. The human brain naturally accepts external information and is much more sensitive than the intensity of direct injection. Injecting too much information in a short period of time will cause cortical memory dysfunction. This is also the case between humans and machines.  The most fundamental difference. Machines can copy billions of information through copying, but they can never copy emotions. The purest emotions can only be generated through personal experience and contact. I don¡¯t know the feelings you have for this girl  Which one does it belong to, but I must tell you, no matter what kind of relationship you and her eventually evolve into, this unique feeling can never be obtained through copying."

    The young deacon of the Medical Association gently broke away from Lin Xiang's hand and said seriously and slowly: "Except God, no one can truly resurrect the dead. It's a pity You and I are both human beings.  .¡±

    Leaning against the cold and hard transparent bulkhead, Lin Xiang, with a dull expression, dropped his arms feebly.  There was silence for a long time before he nodded heavily.

    Resurrection is, after all, a dream.

    The belief that lasts for a whole century is actually just the eternal sunshine in my heart.

    Ying Jia is dead and she will never be resurrected.  Whether they are replicas created using original genes or machines that forcibly infuse a large amount of memory, they are not the white figure in the memory.

    "Actually I should have understood all this a long time ago. I just can't convince myself and don't dare to believe it."??This reality.  It's too cruel, too cold.  Howeverit is the only sustenance deep in my heart"

    Confusing thoughts flashed through Lin Xiang's mind instantly, and countless pictures rushed through his thinking space like movie reels. Violent, angry, sad, desolatethe chaotic thoughts were surging like wild turbulence.  , and the shadow that finally occupies the most important position in the spiritual space is still that fuzzy white mass.

    Touching the training cabin with his fingers, he stood up slowly, as if Lin Xiang had just woken up from a dream. At this moment, confusion and melancholy could no longer be seen in him, and there was only determination and determination in his eyes.

    "I want her¡ª¡ª"

    Liu Yuchen was unexpectedly silent for a while and asked: "Have you decided?"

    ¡°She is my¡ª¡ª¡± Although the answer is not exactly what was asked, it is more certain than the formal answer.

    "She is not a toy." Liu Yuchen was a little worried.

    Lin Xiang smiled unexpectedly.  The smile is full of bitterness and sorrow, but also joy and relief.

    Like all cities, City of Life No. 24 also has bars.

    There are no flashing lights, no deafening wild music, and no scantily clad women.  The tables and chairs are arranged like an old school classroom. There are several pots of green plants placed on both sides of the aisle. The bartender standing at the bar has a dull expression, as if he is a lifeless machine.

    Firmly unscrew the cap of the strong whiskey bottle and fill the two wide-mouthed glasses.  Without any polite opening remarks or false greetings, Lin Xiang grabbed the cup in front of him and drank all the liquid in it.

    A hot fire dragon penetrated from the throat to the bottom of the stomach and quickly spread throughout the body, as hot as lava.

    Liu Yuchen, who was sitting opposite, gently shook his wine glass, with a touch of melancholy in his eyes.

    "There's something I've always wanted to ask you."

    Although his face was as fiery as fire, Lin Xiang's voice still maintained its usual calmness: "I found several ancient books in a ruins. According to the records above, on this continent called Asia under our feet,  There should only be people with yellow skin and dark eyes like you and me. But why are the vast majority of the humans I come into contact with white and black?"

    Liu Yuchen¡¯s eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light.  He took a sip of wine and said calmly: "This question should be asked to your people."

    Pick up the wine bottle and fill your glass again.  Lin Xiang took a long breath and asked, "What do you mean?"

    The deacon of the Medical Association glanced at the white skull emblem on the chest of his combat uniform: "They know much more than me."

    "Then what do you know?" Lin Xiang waited quietly for the next step.

    Liu Yuchen suddenly stared at Lin Xiang carefully, and a strange smile gradually appeared on his face.  The gaze also became meaningful and unpredictable

    The earth after the nuclear war is a dead and uninhabited world.  There are dark clouds of radiation floating in the sky, and there is no sunlight all year round.

    Decades later, part of the suspended dust finally slowly fell.  As the first ray of sunlight penetrates the clouds and shines directly on the earth, the terrible winter is finally over.  Heavy rain, strong winds, hailthe harsh weather wreaked havoc on the earth, carrying more radioactive dust and slowly seeping into the depths of the soil.

    No one knows when the first shelter was opened. Those survivors who came out of the depths of the earth may be the first batch of intelligent creatures that appeared after the world was destroyed. They were also infected, mutated, and then differentiated into humanoids.  The most primitive form of species.

    They look like people, but they are not people.

    The mutation that happened to them may be evolution or transformation.  No one knows the answer. Just like the primitive apes who left the forest and entered the grasslands, giving up their limbs and walking on their hind legs, they are also unable to predict their future.  And those so-called "evolutions" with beautiful words and words of praise are the interpretations of later generations of humans to prove their unique dominance on the earth.

    The first new generation humans who appeared on the Asian continent had pure white skin.

    Of course, there are also black and yellow.
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