Cloning technology is actually legal in many civilizations.
This is generally divided into two types -
The first kind of civilization is to use clones as cannon fodder, and let clones do any dangerous work, such as excavation of the core of the earth, suicide warships, clone cleanup corps, human body research, etc.
The second civilization takes the initiative to modify his genes during the cloning process. In this way, the cloned person will be quite different from the original owner. After obtaining sufficient knowledge from public institutions, he can actively integrate into human society.
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The former is more efficient, and mass-produced clones can become an important combat force on the battlefield; however, if the operation is improper and triggers the main plot of "Clone Rebellion", it will be deserved.
The latter is not a violent attack, but a means to increase the population. After all, carbon-based civilization requires a large population to occupy the planet.
But what we are doing now is even more evil than the cannon fodder route. It is more like cloning than seizing the body.
Inducing others to take drugs will give birth to a 'new personality' in their body, and the 'new personality' will have to take more drugs in order to ensure the integrity of the personality.
Over time, a huge "slave society" was built.
'Tsk, tsk, that sounds like a giant company.'
In the universe, there is a type of civilization called "giant enterprise civilization", and its development direction is the capitalist max version.
The senior engineer looked at the other party, half-smiling but not smiling: "How many top leaders of companies have you controlled using this method?"
The man opposite quickly waved his hand and said righteously:
"Mr. G, who do you think we are? Our 'Saint Brain Group' is a legal enterprise, and its purpose is to 'help life and make smart pharmaceuticals'. We will never do such things that violate the laws of the mother city."
"If you said you didn't do it, then you didn't do it."
The senior engineer stretched his body, glanced at the time in the coffee shop, and said softly: "It's almost time to take action."
At this time, on the roof of every building in the Puppet City, mechanical claw men were half squatting and half grasping on the wall, with cold eyes and cold expressions.
Today's Mechanical Clawman is no longer just a killing machine on the street, but a combination of a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle and a mechanical warrior, with thick repairable metal arms, strong mechanically powered legs, and a row of fist-sized weapons hanging on the legs.
A small leg engine, and on its back is a mechanical modification kit similar to a turtle shell, which contains twenty types of replaceable parts and adds a jet flight function.
The enhanced data is directly reflected in the level. Level 30 units have developed to level 35, and some high-type claw leaders have reached level 40.
From these killing machines, you can see many shadows of someone's mechanical body, such as repairable metal arms that imitate memory metal, fist engines made by absorbing part of the carbon atom reactor technology, and some killing weapons similar to 'constructs'
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"The boss has spoken, prepare to take action."
A level 40 mechanical hunter with an explosive head said this.
"Then take action," another voice came from the earphones.
The next moment, countless single molecular lines criss-crossed the city, like a huge spider web covering the city. The targets of these mechanical claw men were not ordinary people, but the managers of the city.
On their electronic eyes, the information of each important person is marked.
The information was obtained thanks to the person in front of the senior engineer, the branch representative of the Holy Brain Group, Mr. Naopong.
"You are so kind," Mr. Naofon said with emotion. Apart from the criss-crossing 'claw men' in the sky, the real main force of the transformation plan is the mechanical eyeliner like a black tide.
Like the mechanical bees in Hive City, they swarm at ordinary people. Unlike the mechanical bees that dig out the brains and extract brain matter, the only thing they do is to put a cap on these ordinary people after an anesthetic needle.
helmet.
The style of this 'virtual helmet' is a bit like a motorcycle helmet. The raised rear end is a neural network connector, and inside the helmet, there are dense neural sensing nodes. These nodes can sense all brain areas and realize
Temporary 'consciousness upload'.
Compared with other 'brain-computer interfaces', the biggest advantage of the 'virtual helmet' is that it can be 'online and offline' at will.
"But Mr. G, the biggest function of a brain computer is to drain the computing power of the human brain. Your method can only achieve 20% to 30% of the brain's computing power."
Mr. Brainstem shook his head regretfully, "It's like having a shallow sleep. This is also the biggest flaw of this technology."
However, Gao Gong said confidently: "Don't worry about this. We have installed a virtual machine module on the virtual helmet. Everyone who puts on the virtual helmet will have a very long, adrenaline-boosting dream. And
This kind of deep sleep can easily improve computing power."
Mr. Brainstem twitched the corner of his mouth. This technique sounded a bit unserious. He was about to say something more when suddenly the senior engineer in front of him disappeared.
There is only one sentence left in my ears——
"I discovered an interesting situation, I'll go take a look."
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Puppet City, Heavy Machinery Factory
With the massive intrusion of mechanical eyeliners, the workers in the factory were also in panic. It was unknown who pressed the wrong button. The boom of a crane suddenly hit the ground hard, and the target was the factory's operating platform.
'boom!!!'
The huge arm as thick as a water tank did not fall down smoothly.
A pair of arms firmly grabbed the lower edge of the boom, and then a thick grunting sound sounded.
"This intelligent CNC machine costs several thousand dollars. Who will accompany it if it is smashed?"
Following the words, the blood veins bulging on the arms quickly turned black, and then as the two arms turned completely black, a line of white water vapor spit out, and the crane with its boom was directly overturned to the ground.
"Black python, run away!" A worker whose right hand was transformed into a mechanical arm shouted not far away.
"Why run away, isn't it because the drone is malfunctioning?" the black python muttered.
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"Go outside and take a look!!"
The black python came to the door in three steps and two steps. His eyes suddenly stared. He saw that the sky was already pitch black and there were flying machines everywhere. With his eyes, he could tell at a glance that these 'drone's were fighting machines.
model.
"No, my wife and kids are still outside!"
‘Boom——’
The black python disappeared, leaving a shallow pit on the ground.
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In Puppet City, everyone actually understands that they are not 'self'.
In other words, I am not the 'original personality' of this body, and my past memories, life, and personality belong to another person.
You can choose to restore your past personality, which is your true self.
You can also use drugs to maintain your ‘current self’.
How you choose is up to you.
But if you want to maintain your current personality, you must take drugs from major pharmaceutical companies every period of time.
This drug is called a 'personality balancer'.
The black python didn't know what his past identity was, but he could vaguely feel the powerful and violent power hidden in his body.
But he doesn't care, he doesn't care what he was in the past, that one belonged to another him, not who he is now.
And now, he is a stable mechanical worker with a happy family, a wife and a daughter, working hard every day to protect his "personal life".
He will fight whoever comes to destroy his family!!
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"Here comes a ruthless character."
Two figures descended from the sky, they were two level 35 biological hunters.
The street where the two of them were on was filled with mechanical corpses. All the mechanical eyeliners who tried to put virtual helmets on each other were twisted by the metal smashed by a strange force.
"I can smell it, it's a powerful and chaotic biological aura," said a biological hunter who developed a sense of smell.
"Advanced Radiation Beast?"
"No, there are traces of modification in the biomagnetic field. This is a powerful life that has been artificially modified."
The two of them turned around a street. There were no mechanical parts on the street, but there were three mechanical corpses.
A corpse had a big hole in its chest, and the energy reactor exploded on the spot.
The katana in the hand of another mechanical claw man was broken into seven or eight pieces, and his head was removed.
The last one is the drone armor newly developed by Du High-tech. It is eight meters high, as high as a three-story building. There are huge dent marks on the thighs, abdomen, and chest, as if it was hit by an indescribable force.