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

"Puboo--"

About five hundred meters away from the city, three burly figures suddenly stood up. They were holding powerful assault rifles in their hands, quickly forming a simple encirclement formation and encircling them from afar. A series of dense bullets flew out of the muzzle of the flames, and shot a line with obvious warnings on the surface of the soil directly in front of the off-road vehicle.

Lin Xiang suddenly stepped on the brakes. With the harsh metal friction sound, the wide and thick rubber tires dragged the car body to slide horizontally from the sandy and stone ground, shoveling up most of the arc-shaped smoke and dust.

Sitting in the cab, Lin Xiang looked coldly at the armed snipers surrounding from three directions. These people were wearing camouflage combat uniforms that were integrated with the color of the ground, and their chests were inlaid with ceramic armor treated with special technical means. Their bulletproof performance was comparable to the skeleton officer uniforms he wore. They were tall and strong, and what was particularly strange was that they had a unified height and hairstyle, and their facial features were basically no different from their skin. Even the gaze radiated deep in their eyes was as rigid and cold as machines.

Obviously, this is a group of replicas. Their bodies may have undergone a transformation suitable for combat, and the aura of supernatural powers released is as high as level 5 and above. If you guess correctly, they should be a guard soldiers affiliated to the Joint Doctors Association, which are specially placed on patrols around the city.

"This place is a forbidden area. If you need to buy medicines or negotiate other matters, please go to the market town five kilometers east. There are special traders there, which can conduct normal trade exchanges." A man in the lead came forward. His tone seemed to be synthesized by machinery, but there was no room for refutation or doubt in his tone.

They are indeed copycats, and they are special types specifically used for combat.

Lin Xiang affirmed his guess, nodded, and found a silver willow Yang with a pleasant and generous demeanor from his top pocket, and his every move was beyond reproach. He had a unique temperament of aristocratic.

Lin Xiang put down the backpack on his shoulders, took out a small constant temperature box containing a potion, and sneered his fingers and knocked on the surface of the box: "This is what you want."

Liu Yuchen nodded with a smile. He bent his waist, his white left hand was on his hands, and his right hand stretched out in the direction of the passage: "Please follow me."

At the end of the passage is a smooth and flat hexagonal gate. The young medical deacon skillfully pressed a string of numbers on the keyboard beside the door, and the gate slowly slid to both sides. Lin Xiang found that this seemingly ordinary door gate was twenty centimeters thick and made of some kind of alloy. When it slid back to both sides, it made almost no sound. Obviously, this beautiful unusual building has extremely high technological standards.

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

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

"There are fifty cities of life in the world. In fact, our actual control area is only within a limited range with a radius of the urban circle. We are only interested in biological research and science, grabbing territory and occupying populations...that is not a question that doctors should care 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 the sight alone is as high as more than 500 square meters. Like the ground buildings, 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 energy form provided for these machines, the almost wasteful consumption alone has already shocked Lin Xiang by the huge amount of resources owned by the Joint Doctors Association.

Despite being fully prepared, Lin Xiang still felt his heart shrinking violently, almost removing all his strength. His body was trembling uncontrollably, and the focus of his eyes was concentrated in the center of the petite and weak 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 accommodate even a trace of excess dust.

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

Liu Yuchen's voice was like the sound of nature coming from another world. Lin Xiang, who was deaf, rushed to the cultivation cabin almost like a pounce, stretched out his fingers, clamped against the smooth bulkhead, and his bloodshot eyes showed unprecedented fanatical gaze. It was the first time he had completely lost his composure since he came to this strange world.

The opened lips pressed against the transparent bulkhead, breathing out a hazy warmth. The trembling lips seemed to brew countless words, but in the end, they only emitted two almost hoarse syllables.

"Jia...Jiajia..."

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

His heart seemed to have returned to the field hospital a century ago and saw the lively and lively white figure. She still held a handful of dew with dew in her hand, and her eyes were as clear as pure water droplets.

When I woke up, it had been a hundred years. But Lin Xiang felt that everything seemed to be only yesterday...

After a long time, he forced himself to suppress his excitement, took a deep breath, and asked without looking back: "Why does the physical appearance only stay in the juvenile stage? With the skills you have, it should be able to give birth to a mature physique in a short period of time."

Liu Yuchen leaned against the wall next to him with his arms in his arms, and a little light flashed in his pupils. He smiled calmly: "If I remember correctly, what you need is a living human with soul and mind, rather than just a body with similar appearances."

"What does it mean?" Lin Xiang suddenly turned around, his eyebrows were already tangled and frowned.

"I said that I can use cells and DNA to copy a new life form, but I cannot reinstill the missing memory into her. The work I created is just an empty body. She has no soul and no memory of her own. Although I have instilled information about you into my brain, she is still just a child. I have helped you copy your body. If you really want to resurrect the dead, then everything next must be done by you."

Liu Yuchen walked to the cultivation cabin and looked at the girl immersed in the nutrient solution. He smiled with a clear expression: "She is a perfect work and a piece of pure white jade. If the replication of the creature I am responsible for is likened to mining, then it is your turn to carry out the most meticulous craftsmanship. She will grow up with you, and in her subconscious mind, you are her closest object. You can let her do anything and tell her all the secrets you want her to know. You can become her father, friend, lover, master, and even all possible identities. She only belongs to you. If you want her to truly become the woman you dream of, then you must inject a new soul into this body."

"You mean, I have to raise her?" Lin Xiang, who had always been calm, shook his whole body, grabbed Liu Yuchen's arm and asked in disbelief.

"I cannot forcefully inject too much memory. The degree to which the human brain naturally accepts external information is much more sensitive than the intensity of direct injection. Too much information in a short period of time will cause cortical memory dysfunction. This is also the most fundamental difference between humans and machines. Machines can copy billions of information through copying, but they can never copy feelings. The purest emotions can only be generated through personal experience and contact. I don't know which kind of feelings you have for this girl, but I must tell you that no matter what relationship you and her eventually evolve into, this unique feeling will 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: "No one except God can resurrect the dead in the true sense. Unfortunately... you and I are both humans."

Relying on the cold and hard transparent bulkhead, Lin Xiang, with a wooden expression, lowered his arms weakly. He remained silent for a long time before nodding heavily and lightly.

Resurrection is a dream after all.

The belief that has lasted for a whole century is actually just the ray of eternal sunshine in my heart.

Ying Jia is dead, and she will never be resurrected. Whether it is a replica made from primitive genes or a machine that forcibly infuses 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 couldn't convince myself and couldn't believe this reality. It was too cruel and too cold. However... it was the only sustenance deep in my heart..."

Chaotic thoughts flashed through Lin Xiang's mind instantly, and countless pictures ran quickly in the thinking space like movie films, violent, angry, sad, desolate... The chaotic thoughts seemed like wild turbulent flowing wildly, and the shadow that ultimately occupied the most important position in the spiritual space was still the blurry and hazy white.

His fingers touched the cultivation cabin and slowly stood up, as if Lin Xiang had just woken up from his dream. At this moment, he could no longer see confusion and melancholy in his eyes, and there was only firmness and determination.

"I want her-"

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

"She is mine-" Although she answered the question irrelevantly, she was more certain than the formal answer.

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

Lin Xiang smiled unexpectedly. His smile was filled with bitterness and sorrow, as well as joy and comfort.

Like all cities, the Twenty-fourth City of Life also has a bar.

There are no flashing lights, no deafening wild music, and no women wearing exposed clothes. The tables and chairs are arranged like old school classrooms, with several pots of green plants placed on both sides of the aisle. The bartender standing at the bar looked dull, as if there was no life machine.

He forced the cap of the strong whiskey and filled the two wide-mouthed glasses. Without polite opening remarks and false greetings, Lin Xiang grabbed the cup in front of him and drank all the liquid contained therein.

A hot fire dragon penetrated from the throat and spread rapidly throughout the body, as hot as magma.

Liu Yuchen, who was sitting opposite, shook his wine glass gently, and his eyes showed a faint melancholy.

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

Although his face was as fierce as fire, Lin Xiang's voice remained calm in his usual manner: "I have found several ancient books in a ruin. According to the above records, the continent called Asia under our feet should only exist with yellow skin and dark eyes like you and me. But why are the vast majority of the humans I come into contact with are white and black people?"

A strange light suddenly flashed in Liu Yuchen's eyes. He took a sip of wine and said lightly: "This question should be asked by your people."

He picked up the wine bottle and filled his cup again. Lin Xiang took a long breath and asked, "What does it mean?"

The deacon of the Medical Association glanced at the white skeleton emblem on his chest in his combat uniform: "They know much more than I do."

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

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

After the nuclear war, the earth was a dead and silent world. There were dark radiant clouds floating in the sky, and there was no sunshine all year round.

Decades have passed, and a part of the suspended dust finally fell slowly. As the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and shot directly into the earth, the terrible cold winter finally ended. Heavy rain, strong wind, hail... The bad weather unscrupulously destroyed the earth, and also carried more radiation dust to slowly seeped into the depths of the soil.

No one knows when the first refuge was opened. Those survivors who came out of the depths of the earth, perhaps the first batch of intelligent creatures that appeared after the destruction of this world, were also the most primitive species that were infected, mutated, and then differentiated into human-like forms.

They are like humans, but not humans.

The mutation that happened to them may be evolution or transformation. No one knows the answer. Just as apes in the primitive era left the forest and entered the grassland, gave up their limbs and used their limbs and stood and walked later, they also could not predict their future. And the so-called "evolution" with beautiful words and praise is an interpretation of later generations' interpretation of human beings in order to prove their unique dominance on the earth.

The first generation of new generations of humans appeared on the Asian continent, with pure white skin.
Chapter completed!