The meeting with Miss F was smoother than Zhang Heng imagined.
In fact, the relationship between Tang and Ms. F is only speculation. After all, almost no one on the Internet knows about Tang's death. Her body and chip after self-immolation were found by the police, and Tang, as a star clone built by an entertainment company with a lot of money, was found by the police. The anchor, has an almost perfect face. On the other hand, although f's appearance is not ugly, he can only be said to be ordinary. If he is thrown on the street, he will quickly disappear into the sea of people.
What can connect the two parties is nothing more than f's mechanical prosthesis, because according to the rumors circulating on the Internet, Tang lost an arm when he escaped from the fifth floor, and other than that is f's temperament.
Zhang Heng had always wondered why f, who looked like a passer-by, had an aura that even the first-line stars on the roadside billboards didn't have. Now he finally found the answer. Countless records have been unmatched until now. It is really normal for her self-confidence and temperament to crush Xu Qian and other small anchors.
However, neither mechanical prosthetics nor temperament can prove that F is Tang from back then, so even if Zhang Heng connects the two, Miss F can completely deny it.
After all, Zhang Heng's current identity is still a clone who wants to escape from control. Once he is captured by the company and reads his memory, Miss F will also face the risk of being exposed.
It's hard to imagine what kind of courage she had back then, how much pain she had suffered to escape from that manor, and then escaped by feigning death to live the life of an ordinary person now.
If the positions of the two were switched, Zhang Heng would not be able to admit it so straightforwardly, especially after Miss F promised to help him speak in front of Mr. G. Zhang Heng can clearly feel the strong kindness released by the other party. He asked Xu Qian, who didn't know how many clones there are in New Shanghai 0297, but the number is not too small. Zhang Heng doesn't know why Ms. F Only value him so much.
As if seeing through his doubts, Ms. F then explained, "Do you know how many clones in New Shanghai 0297 are capable of self-awakening?"
"Appreciate further details."
"Since the establishment of this city, there have been no more than one hundred people," Miss F said lightly, "and most of them have experienced great external stimulation like me, and even fewer of them survived. After so many years Since then, I have been trying to wake up other companions, but because of relevant laws and regulations, and the risk of memory being read, I can only use hints. Most people have no reaction to my hints, and a few will I doubted my own identity, but before I had time to think further, my memory was reset, and only a very small number of people realized the truth."
"What happened to them afterwards?" Zhang Heng asked.
"They all collapsed without exception." Miss F said, "I've never seen a situation like yours. Maybe I can find the answer I've been looking for for a long time from you."
"What answer?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"The answer to liberating our kind."
"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed, because as you said, my situation is indeed very special, and it may not have the value of promotion." Zhang Heng said truthfully. After all, Zhang Heng doesn't know how many clones there are, but the whole New Shanghai He is the only player in 0297.
Miss F was noncommittal when she heard the words, and just replied, "Let's eat, the food is getting cold."
After that, the two of them didn't speak for a while, and just finished dinner together. During this period, Miss F's friend came over and took away the little girl who was playing in the bedroom.
Zhang Heng had seen how Ms. F was chopping people up, but she didn't expect that she was also very good at cooking with a shovel.
Although the three dishes on the table are just the simplest home-cooked dishes, they are surprisingly delicious, especially the stir-fried shredded carrots. Zhang Heng found that the shreds of carrots inside were almost the same in thickness and length, as if they were measured with a ruler. the same.
Zhang Heng couldn't help but ate another bowl of rice. When he put down his chopsticks, he realized that Miss F on the opposite side had already finished eating. Go back to the kitchen and put it in the dishwasher, while Zhang Heng on the other side consciously cleaned the table.
"Let's go." After all this was done, Miss F put on her coat, picked up the sword beside her and said.
"Um."
Zhang Heng came here this time to ask for help, so he didn't bring any weapons except [Infinite Building Blocks]. He followed Ms. F downstairs to the underground parking lot. Ms. F started her second-hand off-road vehicle remotely. Sit in the driver's seat and leave the co-pilot to Zhang Heng.
She set the destination on the car navigation. The place is in the southwest of the first floor space, basically close to the edge, and there is still some distance from here.
When the car got on the road, Miss F said again, "Thank you for giving me the chocolate. I can see that you did a lot of homework before coming here, but I don't eat this brand of chocolate anymore."
"Why, because I am worried that the memory of liking this chocolate is also forged?" Zhang Heng asked.
Ms. F didn't answer, it seemed that she acquiesced to this statement.
"Even if it's a forgery, as long as you eat it and find it delicious, wouldn't it be fine?"
"I just simply don't want to think of any memories of being Tang anymore." Miss F said lightly, "Not everyone can accept the experience of being a clone as calmly as you, and that's why you are so special reasons."
"I'm quite special, but I'm afraid not the kind of special you expect."
"It doesn't matter, anyway, the person who will negotiate with you later is Mr. G, as long as he is interested in you."
Miss F turned on the speaker in the car while talking.
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About forty minutes later, the two arrived at the destination of the trip, a toy factory.
Ms. F didn't seem to see the group of security guards in front of the door, she led Zhang Heng directly through the door, and then walked towards the No. 2 workshop. This factory covers a large area, but the people inside are very busy. At least, apart from the security guards, there are some engineers responsible for maintaining the equipment. The workers on the assembly line have been completely replaced by machinery.
But as soon as he entered the No. 2 workshop, Zhang Heng saw two people, and one of them was actually an acquaintance.
The leader of the group of gangsters who attacked him and old man Geng on the street last night is now handcuffed and leaning against a piece of production equipment. There is not a single inch of skin on his body that is still intact, and the flesh in many places has been turned over When I got up, I could even see the bones below, and there was a large area of blood stains under my feet, which looked like I was dying.