It’s just that I’ve seen it, it’s burned to the gray, and I can’t forget the face, and the brain floating in the culture tank...
And the "highest" buried together.
"We met again, Dr. Lin Minjie." Looking at the man in the screen, Jiang Chen sighed with some emotion, took the coat from the open dormant bin, and covered it on the girl. "I thought you were dead, I didn't expect you to be alive."
Although much younger than what was seen in the underground refuge in Wanghai City, Jiang Chen still recognizes his identity from the limited facial features. The girl lying in the dormant warehouse also made Jiang Chen’s expression a bit complicated.
At the same time when the screen was lit up, Hu Cheng made a gesture and the soldier behind him rushed to Jiang Chen’s body.
As he passed by Jiang Chen, he hurriedly squinted at the girl's face in the dormant bin. There was a hint of surprise in the eyes, but soon he made a decision that he did not see anything, and he devoted all his attention to the man in the screen on the front of the muzzle.
Although I don't know who this person is, my instincts tell him that the relationship between the man and the marshal on this screen is not very harmonious.
"Lin Minjie? I really call this name."
As if I didn't see the strip at the doorway pointing at my own muzzle, the man looked up at the ceiling that didn't exist, and seemed to sigh in memory. "Correct one thing, whether I am alive or not, it remains to be discussed. ”
Want to be discussed?
After hearing this sentence, Jiang Chen slightly frowned, slowly pressed down the rifle in his hand.
"Are you calm down? No matter what contradiction you have with that person, but you don't always have to be angry with the program?" Lin Minjie spread his hand and made a helpless expression with humanity. "I was born in 2168, almost The prototype that was completed at the same time as the refuge, and my personality and appearance, was written by my programmer."
"Can you ask a question?" Jiang Chen asked.
"Of course." Lin Minjie slightly decapitated, "answering your questions is the meaning of my existence."
"Which level of artificial intelligence are you, junior? Intermediate? Or say?"
"Of course it is junior." Lin Minjie smiled. "For a commentator, thinking about this kind of thing is just cumbersome."
Jiang Chen was silent for a long time, and ordered the road to Hu Cheng on the communication screen.
"People who take your first go out and wait for me outside."
Hu Cheng squatted and hurried, "but"
"This is the order." Jiang Chen blocked the words he was prepared to persuade in a tone that he could not refuse. "I will wait for me in the elevator, unless it is my order, I will not come in."
For the Cavaliers, the command of the Marshal is absolute.
Although he still didn't trust his safety, Hu Cheng couldn't say anything better. He had to reluctantly bow his head and promised.
"Yes……"
Raise his hand and make a gesture to the soldiers in the squad. Hu Cheng took the person to the direction of the corridor. Standing at the door, he looked at Jiang Chen's back with some hesitation. He still obeyed the order and took people to the direction of the elevator.
After the footsteps gradually drifted away, Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, then asked.
"Tell me, what are you doing?"
"Leaving fire for civilization."
"These... cloned people, what is your so-called fire?" Jiang Chen’s rifle moved to the side, pointing to the girl who was looking at her side with innocent eyes, said coldly, "still said, What is this nausea experiment?"
At this moment, the girl lying in the dormant warehouse is so long and Lin Ling is carved out of a mold. If this is not a special case, scientists lying in more than two thousand dormant cabins are probably replicas of Lin Ling...
When hearing Jiang Chen’s words, Lin Minjie shook his head.
"you misunderstood."
"misunderstanding?"
"In my database, the item on the 'civilized fire type' plan did not retrieve the words related to the experiment. The human female who is lying in front of your eyes is now a body cell named Lin Ling. The cloner who gave birth to cell cloning technology. Her name is Lin Yi, number 0001."
Jiang Chen is very curious. If the name of 0001 is Lin Yi, then the number 0100, or the name of 1000 is called. But these are not the main points, he just wants to know one thing now.
"Why is Lin Ling..." Jiang Chen looked complicated and asked questions from his heart.
"Maybe it is the father's embarrassment to his daughter? Or maybe because of something else?" Lin Minjie shrugged and said with a sigh of relief, "Creating my master did not tell me these extra things, I am afraid I can't Help you think about the answer to this question. As for why you use clones, I think even if I don't say it, you should get the answer when you combine the time of the shelter."
Jiang Chen sighed slightly, but soon understood what he meant.
The time of the outbreak of the Third World War was in 2171. This refuge, which was not in preparation, was completed in 2168, before the start of the war and the outbreak of war. Considering that the world was in the midst of an economic crisis and the background of the Science and Ethics Committee, it was almost impossible to select a group of “volunteers” from the future.
From this point of view, the choice of clones to pass on the torch of civilization seems to be a helpless choice in the context of the times. Although it also violates the taboos of science, at least the cultivation of clones can be carried out sneaking.
However, Jiang Chen still has a problem that does not understand...
"I don't understand why you must use people as a carrier of information instead of a more efficient machine?"
A mobile hard drive must carry more information than the human brain. And unlike humans, machinery naturally does not understand what is forgotten. Even in the tens of thousands of years, as long as the parts themselves are not oxidized, knowledge can be passed down intact.
"You are not the first person to ask this question. My designer has talked to me so much, but I regret that I can't give you a standard answer." Lin Minjie spread his hand. "As a reference, I I can only tell you the conclusions of the researchers of the 'civilized fire' project team. Hard drives can pass on knowledge, but only people who can act as a carrier of civilization."
After a pause, Lin Minjie went on.
“Their souls are like a blank piece of paper. In addition to the knowledge they are taught in virtual reality procedures, their cognitive and learning abilities are almost the same as those of newborn babies. As long as you are willing to accept them, they will be the shortest. Time to adapt to the outside world."
"As for whether to accept them, the choice is yours."
Lin Minjie kicked the selected ball to Jiang Chen in an understatement.
Jiang Chen silently looked at the number 0001 lying in the dormant warehouse, the girl named Lin Yi.
At the moment, her expressionless face is looking at herself with a baby-savvy look. The clothes that covered her body slipped. She reached out and touched the cold barrel gently. She curiously touched the outline of her, and did not realize that she had no lice.
"What is this?" Lin Yi asked.
Silent silence for a long time, Jiang Chen sighed, put away the rifle in his hand, picked up his clothes and threw it on her body.
"First put on your clothes."
"Clothes?" Lin snuggled his head.
Jiang Chen’s mouth twitched.
He now understands that the meaning of "the soul is like a blank sheet of paper". (To be continued.)
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