48 Hours a Day

“So that's why you're so supportive of Mr. G, not just because he's your fiancé, or in return for saving your grace, but because you want to rely on him to change the fate of the clone.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Exactly.” Miss F nodded, quite simply admitting, "As you can see, even if I did my best, it would be nothing more than to open a few more nursing homes like this, so you're right in a sense, I can't really change the fate of our entire population, so I need him, Mr. G, who is one of the few people willing to treat clones and ordinary humans alike, and he promised me that in the new world he created, there would be no locators, memory encoders or code behind his neck, a world where clones could have the same rights as ordinary people. ”

“And you believe him? ”

“I believe in everything worth believing.” Miss F, “said you," but so far I don't know exactly what you believe. I was worried about you once, especially when you first woke up, and I know what it felt like, because I've been through this before, and I know what kind of trouble you're going to have next, but you don't look like someone who's in trouble at all. ”

“I'm in a special situation. ”

“Well, that's what you've been saying, and I may have suspected it before, but now I choose to believe it, because ordinary clones simply can't complete Mr. G's previous tests, can't defeat the Emergency Response Team, get the memory encoder out of their hands, don't get me wrong, I don't want to root for you, I don't want to explore the secrets behind you, I just want you to find your way. ”

Zhang Heng listened quietly to Miss F.

“You are the most powerful clone I have ever seen, and unlike me, you have completely broken the shackles around your neck through your own efforts, broken the tragic cycle of cloning human destiny and gained almost impossible freedom, at least partially, but what are you going to do after freedom? ”

“I intend to focus on collecting bug gum records. ”

“I'm not talking about the new hobby you just developed.” Miss F, “I asked the ultimate question about your life, what is the significance of your survival, what goals you want to accomplish with the rest of your life, not what you were written into as a clone, but what you really want to do. ”

“You want me to help you free the other clones?” Zhang Hengyang raised his eyebrows.

If that were the case, then the journey would have made sense, as Mr. G had shown him the power of his dreams, trying to impress him through the mass infectivity shown at the bottom, and the last stop, Miss F, persuaded him from a similar perspective.

Even Zhang Heng had to admit that such a technique was indeed effective. If he was really a clone man and his relationship with Miss F, it would be difficult to ignore his own ethnic group, but what Zhang Heng did not expect was that Miss F across the street shook her head when she heard the news.

“No, I did have that idea before, but I've given it up now. ”

“Why? Is it because it's not easy to be persuaded to find me? ”

“No, because I don't want to be like those guys. ”

“Which guys? ”

“Those who write memories for us," said Miss F, "what I've been trying to do is free my fellow countrymen from false goals of life that don't belong to them, so I won't instill in you any more goals and tell you what to do. ”

“Don't you feel a little paradoxical that you encourage me to do what I really want to do, but you have to carry the burden of liberating the entire population yourself? ”

“I'm not like you, liberating our kind is really my goal in life, oh... the look on your face, I know what you're thinking, you must think I'm one of Mr. G's fanatics, influenced by him to get into the cause now, but this time you're wrong, I chose this path and he didn't have much to do with it.

“I also went through a rather long period of confusion after being rescued by Mr. G, and honestly before I opened my eyes, I didn't think I would survive, especially after I discovered that my wishes and memories were false, I lost another arm, and I once doubted whether I had enough courage to live on.

“For some time, I would even suspect that I had not escaped from that nightmare at all, that I had escaped from that manor, but was soon found by the company people, who rewrote the memories in my head, making me feel that I had escaped their control, gained freedom, and then when I gave up my vigilance, their people would suddenly appear before me and admire the expression of despair on my face in order to enjoy it.

“It makes sense because they're good at it. In that estate, it happened again and again, just because some accidents went out of control that night. I live in this fear every day, and this torture is driving me crazy until I start to consciously touch our kind in life. ”

“Why?”

“At first, it was just to see if anyone and I had a similar story template, so as to speculate when my nightmares would come back, but once I got to know them better, the thought of what to do for them grew stronger, even overshadowed my fear of the future, and I had no family, and I didn't know who my parents were, but I could feel a similar feeling about them, and my emotions stabilized.

“That's why Mr. G bought this dying nursing home and gave it to me, so that I could use it as a cover for frequent contact with clones, and I made it look like it was today, making him a cloning paradise, and in the process I finally found my own goal in life, and I wanted to do more for them and set them free. It was this belief that brought me to this day and gained the strength of today.” Miss F spoke while moving her robot.

“But this is my goal in life, not yours, and you need to find the meaning that belongs to you, which may be difficult, especially for cloning people, but it's definitely worth a shot. ”