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Here lies a vast network of underground caves.
Within each cave reside beings of the same "Species" as the Gunman.
The difference is merely in the distribution of metal and flesh on their bodies. The gazes they cast upon the Gunman are filled with disdain and anger.
The items and supplies within the caves are peculiar, seemingly collected from various historical periods, used out of necessity.
Even more strange is how these underground Species sit in neat rows, rarely moving, orderly as if they were mere decorations.
The Gunman locked them in a dark cell, forcing them to strip off their clothes and don a robe that resembled a burlap sack.
The robe was filthy, exuding a nauseating stench.
From the darkness came singing. It was not one voice but a chorus of many, echoing through the tunnels. The sheer number of voices, low and somber, created an eerie yet solemn atmosphere.
After a long while, the Gunman reappeared, leading them into a vast cave.
Candles flickered around the space, and tables and chairs were set up. A Hunchbacked Old Man sat alone at one of the tables. A massive clock hung on the stone wall; in half an hour, it would be midnight.
"You have arrived," the old man said as he turned to face them from his dimly lit corner, then waved his hand for the Gunman to leave. The Gunman hesitated for a moment before stepping out into the tunnel.
Hai Hao and Min Di noticed that the old man was different from the others. He bore no trace of metal; he was simply an elderly man.
"What is this place?" Min Di asked.
"Ming City," the old man replied with a smile. "Just look at the residents here, neither human nor ghost, living in a hellish environment. Doesn't that deserve the name 'Ming City'?"
"Who are you?" Min Di inquired.
"I am one of them," the old man said calmly.
"You look very different from them," Min Di remarked.
The old man let out a low laugh in the dim light and stepped into the glow of the candlelight. The flickering flame illuminated his face.
"You are Du Fansheng?!" Hai Hao and Min Di exclaimed simultaneously.
Du Fansheng?! The one who had died years ago in a car crash with Tang Xuan's family? What was his connection to Tang Xuan? Had he come back from the dead?
"Are you a clone?!" Hai Hao pressed on.
"Well, calling me a clone is a simplistic notion. It's the most primitive technology for humans to replicate Species. That technology has long been surpassed," Du Fansheng explained.
"What do you mean?" Min Di asked.
"We have successfully combined clones and robots, or what we call 'Hybridization,' and then evolved robots to reach a level indistinguishable from humans. This project was perfected decades ago."
"Perfection? We already know that the internal structure of robots is not much different from that of humans, and they can bleed, cry, and even have blood types..." Min Di couldn't help but interject.
"Officer, you didn't understand what I just said. They are identical. There's no need for production lines anymore; female robots also have uteruses, and their uteruses can similarly gestate robots."
"Ah!" Min Di gasped in shock.
"Humans designed robots and gave them the ability to think for themselves. Two thousand years ago, a group of robots escaped human control because they envied human life and death, so they underwent self-improvement. After two thousand years of experimentation, they have successfully evolved uteruses. Think about it—why are there so many cases of Cervical Cancer? Those are the failures in their experiments. Their uteruses have not yet reached perfection, which is why they suffer from Cervical Cancer."
Hai Hao suddenly understood the reason behind his wife's death and why 50% of adult women suffer from Cervical Cancer.
"However,"
Du Fansheng continued, "there are also successes among them. Since new robots are born from uteruses, production lines are no longer necessary. Consequently, the related factories were destroyed. And the species in this cavern are the discarded products from the Hybridization experiment."
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