Mid-21st century.

Dr. Morik established the Mystic Island Company using human cloning technology, and ordinary people had no idea what this company did.

Or they are simply not qualified to understand.

This is a human cloning company that uses your own body organs to replace your diseased organs without any rejection.

The invited customers have no idea that the organ they were replacing was in a living person one second ago.

Boom!

It was extremely hot and muggy in New York under the rain. Mick, wearing a smart suit, had been sitting in the coffee shop in front of him for three days.

Just to wait for someone.

Recently.

Mick's name is circulated in certain circles.

According to legend, he was rich.

According to legend, he had just inherited a fortune that was astonishingly rich.

According to legend, he was short-lived.

finally.

Mick looked at a middle-aged man walking outside the window and couldn't help but smile.

"Hello, Dr. Morik."

"Hello, Mr. Mick."

The person who came was none other than Morik, who was leading the clone research and was the big boss in "Escape from the Clones".

But that's what others think.

In Mick's opinion.

Mauric is simply an angel.

The main plot of "Escape from Clone Island" is very simple. The young man Lincoln 6e lives in a seemingly utopian community. He dreams of being selected to be a visitor to the "Mysterious Island" because it is said that the island is the only one on the planet that has not been invaded.

A piece of pure land that was polluted. But an accident not long afterward shocked Lincoln: he was actually a clone of the residents of the "Mysterious Island", and he only existed to provide various replacement body parts for his "prototype".

The story of the clone finally escaping from the cage and seeking the truth.

He didn't care at all how the movie ended.

As for whether the actions of the hero and heroine are right or wrong, Mick is even less concerned.

If Mick had not been sick, he would have thought that the hero and heroine were fighting for freedom, and that they would sing and cry.

But Mick is sick and he is in urgent need of a new body. From this point of view, the hero and heroine are simply heretics.

If Lincoln and Jordan's bodies had not provided blood and DNA, they would not have come out at all.

The result was good.

The pirated Lincoln killed the genuine Lincoln, and he and Jordan lived happily ever after.

Making people do evil.

heresy!

"Please take a seat."

Mick gestured to Dr. Morik with a smile on his face.

Dr. Morek seemed full of doubts, but he still sat down patiently.

After the coffee for the two of them was served, Dr. Morik asked curiously: "I heard that Mr. Mick has been inquiring about my whereabouts."

After a pause, he then said: "I am in the Mystic Island Company myself. In fact, if Mr. Mick comes over, I will welcome you."

Mick smiled.

Said: "Dr. Morik, I actually know your underground city."

As soon as these words came out, Dr. Morik's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly looked around.

Then he looked at Mick and said, "Mr. Mick, I don't quite understand what you mean."

But his face full of dark clouds said it all. This world has regulations that prohibit human cloning. Morik's advertisement only stated that he was simply producing the organs needed by patients.

Mick covered his lips with a handkerchief, coughed a few times, and his face became a little flushed.

Loosen the handkerchief.

Dr. Morik's eyes narrowed.

The cherry red blood on the handkerchief was extremely bright.

Mick put away the handkerchief and then said softly: "Dr. Morik, as you can see, I am sick and I will die soon."

Morik's expression remained unchanged, who knew what he was thinking.

quite a while.

Dr. Morek looked up and said: "Our company can provide you with the organs you need to replace."

Mick smiled and said: "Not enough."

"What?"

Mick looked into Dr. Morik's eyes and said softly but firmly: "I want a perfect, young body."

Dr. Morek immediately said: "This is impossible, you are crazy."

If he hadn't thought of Mick's rumored net worth, Dr. Morek would have wanted to turn around and walk away. He looked around and shouted in a low voice: "The technology of memory transmission has not been realized at all."

Mick's expression didn't change at all, and he said calmly: "This is my request. As for what I want to do, the doctor doesn't need to ask more."

Dr. Morek was silent for a while and stood up from his seat.

at this time.

"One billion dollars."

Mick's voice reached Dr. Morik's ears, and he turned around. Mick drank a cup of coffee with an indifferent expression.

It seemed that the person who just spoke was not him.

As for why Mick has so much wealth within less than a month after arriving in this world?

This is an interesting question.

When Mick traveled through time a month ago, he suddenly discovered the legacy left by his predecessor, the Tenth Young Master, the son of Taoist Qingyun in the world of Qian Yuan Pearl.

in.

What caught Mick's attention the most was that it was said that the Tenth Young Master had brought back a top-notch intelligence from a science-level empire known as the Protoss Civilization.

Mick curiously took it out and gave it a try.

Unexpectedly, I discovered that the online world here is like an open door to the protoss.

Come in and out as you please.

While traveling through time, Mick was still worried about how he would come into contact with this top boss in this world. Even though it was already 2040, the price of cloned organs still made ordinary people jaw-dropping.

So much so that Dr. Morek simply concealed the news.

For him, it would be better not to make any money from these idiots, so as not to worry.

Inside the cafe.

Dr. Morik's expression changed three or four times in this short period of time.

Finally, Morik sat down again, looked at Mick and said, "Are you telling the truth?" As he spoke, he tried to find any trace of lying on Mick's face.

pity.

Mick's expression didn't change at all. He put down the coffee in his hand and said, "Dr. Morik, my request is very simple. Make a clone of me and I'll pay you. It's a fair deal."

There was a pause.

Mick glanced at Dr. Morek and said: "I don't need clones with clear consciousness. I don't care what you do, and I don't care. I just want my clone to be perfect, strong and young."

Although Mick didn't care much about it even if he had memories. The worst he could do was suffocate him, but after all, Mick was a little uncomfortable. After all, if you can customize it, why not just customize it.

"Ha ha."

After a while, Dr. Morek showed a smile on his face and stretched out his right hand towards Mick: "I am honored to cooperate with Mr. Mick."

Mick smiled.

He stretched out his right hand and shook Dr. Morek's hand.

At the agreed time to collect blood and DNA, Mick watched Dr. Morick get into a black car on the roadside. A woman as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll stood up from the seat next to him and sat in Mick's seat.

The person on the other side asked curiously: "Why don't you just catch him? With my ability, I can kill a hundred of them."
Chapter completed!