Chapter 954 You Are Special

The meeting with Miss F went more smoothly than Zhang Heng imagined.

In fact, Zhang Heng was just guessing about the relationship between Tang and Miss F. After all, almost everyone on the Internet knew about Tang’s death. Her body and chip after self-immolation were found by the police, and Tang was a star clone created by an entertainment company with a lot of money. The anchor has an almost perfect face. On the other hand, F, although his appearance is not ugly, can only be said to be ordinary. If you throw him on the street, he will quickly disappear in the sea of ​​people.

What can connect the two parties is nothing more than F's mechanical prosthesis, because according to rumors circulating on the Internet, Tang lost an arm when he escaped from the fifth floor. The other thing is F's temperament.

Zhang Heng has always wondered why F, who looks like a passerby, has a temperament that even the A-list celebrities on the roadside billboards don't have. Now he finally found the answer. As the most popular clone female anchor of the year, she refreshed the online broadcast room. With countless records, no one can match her until now. It is completely normal for her confidence and temperament to overwhelm Xu Qian and other small anchors.

However, neither mechanical prosthesis nor temperament can prove that F is Tang from back then. Therefore, 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 control. Once he is captured by the company and his memory is read, Miss F will also face the risk of being exposed.

It's hard to imagine what kind of courage she had back then and how much pain she suffered before escaping from that manor. Then she escaped by feigning death and lived the life of an ordinary person now.

If the two people's positions were reversed, Zhang Heng would not be able to admit it so straightforwardly, especially after Miss F agreed to help him speak in front of Mr. G. Zhang Heng could clearly feel the strong kindness emitted by the other party. He asked Xu Qian, who didn't know how many clones there were in New Shanghai 0297, but the number was probably too small. Zhang Heng didn't know why Miss F He is the only one who values ​​him so highly.

As if seeing through his doubts, Miss F then explained, "Do you know how many clones in New Shanghai 0297 are capable of self-awakening?"

"Appreciate further details."

"Since the city was built, there have been no more than a hundred people," Miss F said lightly, "and most of them have experienced great external stimulation like me, and even fewer of them have survived. After so many years, I have been trying to wake up other companions. However, due to 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. They had doubts about their identity, but before they had time to think further, their memories were reset, and only a very small number of people realized the truth."

"What happened to them?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Without exception, they all collapsed." Miss F said, "I have never seen a situation like yours. Maybe I can find the answer I have been looking for for a long time from you."

"What answer?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"The answer to freeing our kind."

"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed, because as you said, my situation is indeed very special and may not be of promotion value." Zhang Heng said truthfully. After all, Zhang Heng didn't know how many clones there were, but the entire New Shanghai 0297 is the only player.

Miss F was noncommittal upon hearing this and just replied, "Let's eat, the food is getting cold."

After that, the two didn't speak again 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 the way Miss F was cutting people, but he 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 also full of color and flavor, especially the stir-fried carrot shreds. Zhang Heng found that the carrot shreds in it were almost the same in thickness and length, as if they were measured with a ruler. The same.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but eat another bowl of rice. When he put down his chopsticks, he realized that Miss F across from him had already finished eating. There was not a grain of rice left in her bowl. Then he got up, cleaned up the dishes, and took them out. He went 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 and picked up the sword beside her.

"Um."

Zhang Heng came here to ask for something, so he didn't bring any weapons except [Infinite Building Blocks]. He followed Miss F directly downstairs to the underground parking lot. Miss F remotely started her second-hand off-road vehicle, and she He sat in the driver's seat and left the co-pilot to Zhang Heng.

She set a destination on the car navigation system. The place was in the southwest of the first floor, almost close to the edge. It was still some distance away.

After the car drove onto the road, Miss F said again, "Thank you for sending me the chocolate. I can see that you did a lot of homework before coming here, but I no longer eat this brand of chocolate."

"Why, because I'm worried that the memory of liking this chocolate is also fake?" Zhang Heng asked.

Miss F didn't answer, seemingly acquiescing to this statement.

"Even if it's fake, as long as you eat it and it tastes good, that's enough, right?"

"I just simply don't want to think about any memories of my time as Tang." Miss F said calmly, "Not everyone can accept the experience of being a clone as calmly as you, which is why you are so Special reasons.”

"I'm quite special, but I'm afraid I'm not the kind of special you expected."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, the person who will negotiate terms with you later is Mr. G, as long as he is interested in you."

Miss F turned on the car's speakers as she spoke.

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About forty minutes later, the two arrived at their destination—a toy factory.

Miss F didn't seem to notice the group of big and powerful security guards in front of the door. She led Zhang Heng directly through the door, and then walked towards Workshop No. 2. This factory covers a large area, but the people inside are very... In addition to security guards, there are some engineers responsible for maintaining equipment. Workers on the assembly line have been completely replaced by machinery.

But as soon as he walked into Workshop No. 2, Zhang Heng saw two people, and one of them was actually an acquaintance.

The leader of the group of bosozokus who attacked him and Old Geng on the street last night was now handcuffed and leaning against a production equipment. Not an inch of skin on his body was still intact, and the flesh in many places was turned over. When he got up, he could even see the bones underneath. There was a large blood stain at his feet, and he looked like he was dying.