Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

"ah"

The mimic screamed, his voice was crying, and he looked at his body, and then started beating his body angrily. Tommy stood up with a smile, and Flo's face was solemn.

Everything in front of him has surpassed Flo's cognition, because in his cognition, such things only exist in the world of fantasy. A small piece of human bone can make this mimic move.

Tommy smiled and lit a cigarette without saying a word. At this time, Kyle looked at his body and cried helplessly, but there were no tears. Flo kept swallowing.

"Corporal Kyle, when you calm down, we can talk slowly."

After a while, the mimic's mood stabilized, his empty eyes looked over, and then the corners of his mouth lowered.

"What should I do? Why am I unconscious? Although I can move my hands and feet, my body feels like it doesn't exist."

Flo swallowed, but walked over anyway, ready to record everything Kyle said.

"Corporal Kyle, how do you feel now?"

Kyle looked at his hands.

"Although he can move, his body has no feeling."

Tommy laughed.

"These senses will slowly return."

Faced with Tommy's false rhetoric, Flo could only say.

"The current research on how to allow seriously injured people to survive in such a mimetic way is still in its infancy. Corporal Kyle, it's not easy for you to still be alive."

Kyle nodded, but held his head in his hands and cried again.

"What should I do next?"

Tommy said.

"Don't worry, Corporal Kyle. You have made great contributions to this country. We will spare no effort to recover you. Your body will get better and better in the future."

Facing Tommy's words, Flo felt a little uncomfortable, and then Flo asked Kyle to come down and let him start walking.

"Corporal Kyle, do you think there is anything different when you walk normally, compared to before?"

Kyle muttered.

"I feel like I have a bad balance."

After saying that, Kyle stumbled and fell to the ground. At this time, Tommy looked at the empty mirror. At this time, accompanied by a faint green flame, the green flame in Kyle's body flew out of his body. , Kyle fell to the ground motionless.

Tommy looked at Flo who looked shocked and then said.

"Let's talk first. I will tell your Dr. Flo in detail about the world of Yuuko and the overall things I am doing now."

Flo actually didn't want to know so many secrets, but the curiosity in his heart made him no longer able to help nodding.

"Tell me, Mr. President, I want to know everything."

Tommy began to tell. An hour later, Flo looked at the man on the mirror in disbelief. He stretched out his hand to touch the mirror. There was nothing unusual about the cold mirror, and the flames had no temperature at all.

"Being able to know the future sounds really incredible."

Flo muttered.

"So there will be a terrible war in the future, and we must survive this war and be able to control everything."

Flo snorted, and his whole body was trembling. Everything now was too shocking for Flo, and everything he received began to collapse.

After all, Flo couldn't imagine such a thing. It felt like it was false, but the facts before him told Flo that all this was true.

"So we must be able to mass-produce these mimics quickly, directly transfer the consciousness from Yuko's world, and turn the mimics into an army, right?"

Flo looked at the Mimic on the ground in disbelief. Tommy walked over and put the Mimic back on the experimental table.

"So I hope Dr. Flo can do research as soon as possible to make the mimics look like real people."

Flo asked looking at Tommy confused.

"It's better to increase the intensity. The current intensity is as fragile as human beings. Once there is a lot of losses, it will happen."

After noticing the smile on Tommy's face, Flo fell silent. He thought carefully for a while and then said.

"I see, efficiency is the key to everything. If they are as brave and good at fighting as humans, they can be resurrected immediately even after death, and have their own judgment, they will be more mature when they go to the battlefield again."

Tommy nodded and Flo continued.

"When death is no longer so important to them, they will be more brave, and by human standards, the wear and tear of the mimic is much better than that of the robot that needs to be strengthened."

Tommy nodded.

"Yes, Dr. Flo, this is my consideration. Human beings are a good template. If you want to make the mimics stronger, the direction of research is a problem, and whether it can be mass-produced after research is still a problem, and Humans are natural templates, I don’t need powerful robots, what I want is humanoids that can be mass-produced quickly and efficiently.”

Flo finally understood that the mimics, who had been simplified to the same level as humans, could be mass-produced quickly even after death, and could destroy their opponents through continuous combat.

“It is indeed the best value for money.”

Of course, Flo also knows that stronger robots often require higher precision. Because robots are existences that transcend humans, their precision is much greater than that of humans. Once damaged, even if the energy production is reached, it will not reach The corresponding intensity requires more resources.

"Dr. Flo, just do your research carefully. I hope to see mimics who are exactly the same as humans as soon as possible."

Tommy looked at the glass, and Eddie inside smiled and nodded.

"I've kept my promise, Mr. President."

Tommy nodded.

"What's the situation like in the world over there?"

Eddie laughed.

"We have already experienced a relatively large battle. Now the two sides are engaged in a tug-of-war. The battle situation has eased. Both sides are showing off their tactics, and many soldiers have been tempered."

Tommy hummed, and after Eddie bowed, he disappeared with the dissipating blue flames.

"Then what is Yuko's world like?"

Flo asked confused and Tommy laughed.

"When you've almost finished your research, you can go in and have a look."

Flo hummed and then said.

"In fact, AI can also be used instead."

Tommy shook his head.

"We have AI weapons, and the enemy also has them. As long as we can transmit data, can you 100% guarantee that the AI ​​we carry into the mimicry will win?"

Flo really couldn't guarantee it, he bowed.

"Mr. President, please rest assured that we will speed up."

Tommy was in a good mood at this reply, and he patted Flo on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, after finishing this kind of work, all of you can enjoy life."

Flo snorted, his heart trembling, looking at the mimic on the research table, Flo showed a horrifying expression.

"I had to find a way to not only turn the switch on, but also stop it."

Flo has thought clearly. He doesn't know what such mimics will mean to the future world, but what is certain is that humans are very likely to be eliminated by mimics, and he must be responsible for future humans.

It's approaching 10 o'clock.

Tommy returned home and his wife Selina was already waiting.

"Honey, you seem happy lately."

Tommy hummed, put his arm around Selina's shoulders and said.

"Everything is going very smoothly now, Steka is also getting along well with humans, and the crime rate in society has dropped to the lowest level in history."

Selina smiled, sat in Tommy's arms, and kissed Tommy.

"This is all your fault, dear."

Tommy looked at the affectionate Selena and then asked.

"Let me ask you a question."

Tommy said as Selina nodded.

“If you wanted to make the world a better place, but a small group of people had to pay a heavy price, what would you do?”

Selina was stunned and shook her head in embarrassment.

"Honey, why are you asking me this?"

Tommy said.

"Just some remarks I saw on the Internet recently."

"Don't pay attention to those remarks, my dear, everything you did is right, because I have seen too many people showing happy smiles, and these smiles cannot lie."

Tommy hummed. He was worried about Justin now. He didn't know what Justin had experienced in the world over there, but he was sure that Justin wouldn't tell him, and neither would Eddie.

"Honey, we haven't had a drink together for a long time. I want to have a drink with you."

Tommy hummed.

At around 2 o'clock in the morning, Tommy got up from the bed and went to the balcony. He lit a cigarette and stared quietly at the city with scattered lights. The reason why he asked Selena such a question was because he was going there today. There was hesitation in the laboratory.

Which is more important, a small number of people or a majority of people? This is a question that Tommy has never been able to decide.

The world is controlled by a small number of people from beginning to end, while the majority of people are controlled.

A small group of people make rules for most people to abide by. A small group of people take away most of the wealth, while the majority of people can only own a small part of the wealth.

Such a seriously unbalanced world has carried mankind through thousands of years. Although mankind is still on the verge of extinction, it can still develop more science and technology, and can even stop itself by relying on science and technology. 's demise.

So Tommy finally felt that a small group of people was meaningless. As long as the direction was correct, as long as he had all the information storage in the world, then only one person would be enough to ultimately control the world.

Tommy stood up with a smile and blew out a puff of smoke. He had lost interest in this question that most people have.

"The future world only needs one person to lead it. As long as this person can live forever and have the memory of this world."

Tommy's eyes were horrifying and the corners of his mouth raised.

The reason why the Devourer is able to swallow up most lives is because most lives have various conditions, and the Devourer can easily parasitize into the bodies of these beings with ups and downs in their hearts, causing them to self-destruct.

And if all humans in this world become a whole and there are no disputes, then the Devourer will never have any chance.

Tommy now gradually understands some of Gene's thoughts. Gene really wanted to do it, but he gave up in the end. He would rather leave than find another way. Unfortunately, in Tommy's view, this way Roads don't exist.

"At least in my huge data, such a path for human beings to coexist peacefully does not exist, as long as human beings still have ideas."

Tommy no longer has any illusions, because the continuation of mankind is the only thing he needs to achieve in the future. It is Tommy's mission to ensure the continuation of mankind forever.

"It won't be long before the world will finally be connected as one."

After Tommy put out the cigarette butt, he turned back to the room and looked at his sleeping wife. Tommy kissed his wife on the forehead and then entered the bathroom.

"There is no point in existing for people who are not needed by this world."

Pink particles swayed in the room, and Tommy arrived at a noisy rental house in an instant. A group of young people in the house were laughing happily, and lights were on in the surrounding houses.

Tommy walked over slowly and knocked on the door.

After a while the door opened and Tommy walked in with a smile.

"Gentlemen, it's already 3 o'clock in the morning."

More than a dozen young people who were already in a drunken stupor laughed, and one of them rubbed his eyes.

"Oh, it's Mr. President, look."

Tommy said, tilting his head.

"The neighbors have reminded you many times, and the PLC has approached you many times. Why are you still not related to anything? There are obviously well-paying jobs everywhere now."

Tommy asked, causing one of the young men to wake up.

"Are you really the president?"

Tommy just smiled.

"What's wrong with us? Go to hell with this shitty society."

Hahahaha was everywhere, but soon the sound stopped suddenly, and everyone could not move. Then Tommy found the pistol, and a young man held it. Everyone became frightened, and then other young men also held it. other pistols.

There were bangs and bangs everywhere, and the young men in the room started shooting at each other. Within a few seconds, all the young men fell into a pool of blood. Tommy sighed and disappeared into the air.

After a while, the siren sounded loudly, and people were watching everywhere. The PLC who entered soon came to a preliminary conclusion. These drunken young people had a conflict because of something. Under the stimulation of the truth, they shot each other, and finally All died.

Many neighbors are under investigation. The misdeeds of these young people are no longer just a day or two. They have nothing to do every day. When they have money, they start to have fun. When they have no money, they even engage in petty theft. Neighbors nearby have long been unable to bear it. .

At this time, Tommy was standing on the building opposite, staring quietly. He had a plan in his mind. Human beings outside the machine of this country should not exist.

"This is inevitable and necessary. Human beings without value have no meaning in existing." (End of Chapter)