The blue sky is high and far away, with floating clouds passing by, which is a rare good weather in Newnes in a year. You must know that most of the year here is a cold winter with snowflakes, and spring, summer and autumn disappear in a blink of an eye.
Ryan, who had just passed his thirtieth birthday and was not yet in a relationship, was urged by the government's reminder that his personal newsletter was popular, and stepped on the deadline to the government's marriage registration office.
Ryan, who has soft black hair and gentle brown eyes, holds a beret and stands at the marriage registration office. He turns his head and looks at the various statues that symbolize love in the small garden on one side. The cute fat and winged child, the beautiful and graceful Fairy, handsome young man... the beautiful body and love that make people yearn for.
"Alas..." Ryan really never imagined that he would not be able to find his future partner at the age of 30. Instead, he would come to the marriage registry to register, and then wait for the genetically compatible partner to appear, and then force marriage, for the sake of the country Give birth to a second generation.
In 3019, human beings have entered the interstellar era. With the development of science and technology, human beings have further studied themselves, and have broken the limitations of ancient humans. They have longer life spans, stronger bodies, and smarter brains... At the same time bring What's more, there is also the urgent trend of declining marriage rate and negative population growth rate for more than two hundred years.
According to state regulations, men and women have the right to love freely before the age of 30, but they will be forced to marry by the state once they reach the age of 30 and are not married.
The method of marriage is very simple, just eugenics and postnatal care.
Prenatal and postnatal care depends on genetic adaptation. After childbirth is not limited to gender, as a biological male with a gene sequence of Y, the genetic sequence of the fit object is X. He/she may be a woman or a man. Once matched To be successful is to get married.
If you don’t get married, your social credit points will be deducted. No matter how much you originally have, the deductions will be below 60. The consequences of failing will be very serious...
Ryan smiled wryly. The comrades in arms felt that the matching wife was too poor-looking, so they resolutely resisted not getting married. They were fired from the military on the day they failed the credit score.
Ryan took a deep breath. No matter who is suitable for marriage, he will be good to the other party and be responsible for the other party. As a man with genetic sequence Y, this is his responsibility.
There were not a few people who came to handle it. Ryan took the number in the affairs hall, which was 1103, and there were more than 400 people in front of him.
Fortunately, registration is very fast. Filling out the form, submitting personal information, and drawing blood for gene entry can be done by one person in ten minutes.
In the clean and bright hall, Ryan took a magazine from the desk in the waiting area and flipped through it.
The cover of the magazine is General Auston Dalton, the youngest admiral of the Central Empire. He just came back from the front line of the station three months ago. The situation at the station was reversed, the Zerg was severely defeated, and the border peace was guaranteed. After this battle, the Zerg would not violate the border for 20 years.
On the cover, General Dalton is wearing a military uniform, squinting into the distance. A handsome and resolute face, deep black eyes, and a slight smile on the corners of the mouth... The delicate face is full of masculine charm.
"What a tough man, I've only seen him from afar once."
"You actually met General Dalton!"
Ryan looked at the young man who was talking beside him, with long chestnut hair, blue eyes, and retro unilateral round glasses, very gentle. Needless to say, the person who came to this hall must be an older unmarried man in his thirties.
Ryan nodded, he is a gentle young man, "I am a logistics sergeant in the third flagship team of the Golden Cross led by the general." Ryan added in his heart that he is the cook of the 12th starship of the sixth team and has served for ten years , the dishes are delicious.
Although his dream is to become a ship commander, or a mecha warrior, or a mecha restorer, the last one he has been studying by himself, and the effect is not bad, but the reality is wandering around pots and pans.
"When the starship was assembled half a year ago, I saw the commander from a distance... Oh, it was General Dalton, we like to call him the commander."
"That's great." The young man's blue eyes showed envy, "General Dalton is 41 years old this year. Of course, this age is not old at all. Now the average age of death in the empire is 362 years old. The oldest one I read in the news is already It's 412 years old, 41 years old is still a young lad. I mean, General Dalton is also in the lineup, he is so good, if only I can fit him."
The young man with long chestnut hair had a gene sequence of X, and was his wife at the time of adaptation.
Ryan said with a smile: "Maybe it is possible. So far there has been no suitable wife for the general, so everyone has a possibility."
"That's right, many people don't get married just to have a fateful encounter with General Dalton when they are genetically compatible. How romantic it is," the young man thought.
"Then bless you." Ryan stood up, waved his hand, and the personal terminal on his wrist showed that it was his turn.
"Unfortunately, I can't bless you." The young man said goodbye to Ryan. The blue font displayed on the terminal was completely different from his own red font. He knew that the other party's gene sequence was Y, so he definitely couldn't get along with the very MAN Dalton The generals are combined.
When he arrived at the window, Ryan quickly completed the registration procedures. The small wound on his finger was a little painful. Within ten seconds, his genetic information would be entered into the system, maybe a day, maybe a year...even his As soon as he stepped out of the registration center, he would receive a message from the government informing him that his other half had been found.
"The entry is successful, please wait for the film..." The staff's eyes gradually widened, first in shock, then in disbelief, and their eyes flicked back and forth between Ryan and the information display screen...
Ryan tensed, "Is there a problem?"
"Yes, yes... No, no." The staff member swallowed and said hastily, "Please wait a moment, no no, please come to the office on the other side, soon."
Ryan went to the office with a feeling of apprehension, and soon a boss-like figure came, smiling and lighting up a light screen in front of him.
Ryan always felt that this person's smile was indescribably weird.
The line of sight moved and landed on the light screen, and a handsome face that I had just seen appeared in the field of vision.
"What do you mean?" Ryan was still a little confused, but his heart began to beat rapidly.
The director said: "Congratulations, your wife has been found."
"Hehe." Ryan shook his lips, "No, it won't be..."
"We have notified General Dalton."
Ryan: "…"
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