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883 The old director once said(1/2)

After a war, there are always people whose bodies are left behind.

Wrapping one's body in horse leather is a very high-end luxury.

People become different when they are far away from the earth. Zhang He has said it a long time ago.

In harsh environments, human behavior can also become extreme.

On the invisible battlefield of ideas, scientific literacy lost to faith.

Zhang He was defeated in this war.

Lan Ze saw with his own eyes what the old director of the Human Renewal Research Institute predicted. He finally realized that the old director was right.

With the advent of the space age, some people are destined to be abandoned on the earth forever. Large-scale space survival experiments with a mixed population like Crescent City are fundamentally meaningless.

However:

"Only by shedding blood can we eliminate the chance of reform and make up our determination for revolution." The old man once said so.

Therefore, Zhang He's sacrifice is still meaningful in the final analysis.

Regardless of whether she can awaken Shenzhou, in Lan Ze's mind, she is still honored even though she is defeated.

There was a dark fire burning in his chest: One day, I will defeat all opponents for her.

At the end of 1960, Zhang He should be 54 years old.

The clips of the religious group's festival celebrations repeatedly tortured Lanze's eyes.

Lan Ze was finally convinced that it was impossible for Zhang He's body to return to China. It was even less possible for the children's bodies to return to China. Xiao Momo might not be able to find them either.

The belated announcement from Chinese officials about the victims of Crescent Space City confirmed his judgment.

Time passed to 61 years. He began to try other directions of endeavor.

He applied for cloning for Zhang He. Every astronaut keeps a backup copy of his vital organs on the ground. Cut a small piece, enough to clone a newborn baby.

Elite Chinese astronauts who sacrificed their lives in outer space without leaving any descendants on Earth can be legally cloned with policy guarantees. This is the country's thorough maintenance of the space talent pool.

It's a pity that Zhang He and Lan Ze's dead children are not even qualified to apply for cloning.

And Zhang He is not completely without children on the ground, she still has wheat.

Therefore, Lanze's application was a fluke attempt.

Lan Ze was not surprised at all when he saw the "Rejection Notice" appearing on his bracelet.

I opened it and took a closer look, only to find that there was a surprise hidden behind the accident.

Bad news ahead. Tell him that he does not meet the applicant qualifications. The several categories of applicants are: close relatives, service units (corporations), and public administration departments.

If they hadn't divorced yet, he would have qualified as a "close relative". But they had been divorced for as many years as Zhang He had worked in Space City.

Therefore, when it came to applying for cloning, Lanze planned that since he couldn't do it, he would go back and let Wheat do it again.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the last half of the notification: the cloning process had been started.

??

He checked on the Ministry of Civil Affairs platform: Zhang He's cloning process had indeed begun.

It was applied by a close relative.

But who is this relative...? Anyway, it’s not Wheat.

Looking at the name, he didn't recognize him. In his impression, he didn't remember seeing him before. None of them had the surname Zhang.

Lan Ze thought that if he asked Lan Deyi for help in confirming his identity, Brother Yi might scold him.

He casually searched on his bracelet, and this "close relative" immediately appeared in the public news files.

He is a diplomatic retiree. Then...

On Lanze's bracelet, the contact information of Zhang He's parents had not been updated for a long time.

Now he was following Zhang He's relationship branch and saw that her father's profile picture had turned gray. The writing behind the profile picture also turned light gray. After clicking on it, he directly saw the address: That's

A cemetery.

Zhang He's mother is still alive. She is much younger than her father. She must be eighty years old now, not too old. Lanze clicked on her profile picture and saw that there was very little information. The name... was actually blank.

Bad, right.

Zhang He obviously has a living son, but cloning has actually been started. Lan Ze feels this is a comfort, but he feels inexplicably uneasy.

He went to several friends in different departments to consult the policy, and found out that Wheat was labeled as a "special task force" due to a mutation.

The identity of this "special mission personnel" has the attribute of "non-casualty"; which is exactly the opposite of the "default casualty" attribute of astronauts leaving the earth.

None of them are counted in the number of "descendants of the earth".

The cloning policy of elite astronauts ultimately exists to remedy casualties in the talent pool, maintain the astronaut team, and cultivate future astronauts.

It is impossible for Xiaomai to become an astronaut. Therefore, Zhang He must be cloned. However, the first person to apply for cloning happens to be her relative.

After checking these, Lan Ze breathed a sigh of relief. There were no problems in the implementation of the policy. Then, the replica version of Xiao Zhang He would be able to grow and develop without any setbacks until he was born safely.

During the New Year, which was also the end of the semester, Xiaomai's classes, which he had piled up for two days a week, were also suspended for exams. This boy was even more leisurely.

Lan Ze took Lan Shu from Wheat's hands and liberated Wheat. He asked him to go to the Northwest Creation Equipment Department to find his uncle first, and then asked his uncle to take him to see his grandma. Zhang Qingsong is a filial son, and the old man's life has always been his

Taking care of.

If he contacted the old lady directly and asked Xiaomai to run over and disturb her, Lan Ze would always feel that it would be too abrupt.

Lanze gave his car to Mai and asked him to bring some wine to his uncle. As for the old lady, he remembered that she liked baking cookies and cakes, but at such an old age, food could only become a burden on the body. He only let Mai do it himself

Feel free to buy whatever you want to see grandma.

In this extremely cold winter, Lan Ze led several students to cultivate an experimental super brain in a mountain valley, using a rented unused laboratory and far away from human habitation.

Lan Shu, a naughty boy, could not only run around in front of and behind adults, but also run around all over the mountain.

Lan Ze was so busy that he couldn't take care of the naughty kid at work. He could only take a look at Lan Shu's location every once in a while. When he saw that he had wandered too far, he asked the security team to catch him back.

The security team sent a special person to follow Lan Shu. There should be no danger to the naughty child's life. But falling, falling into a pit, being bitten by a hibernating snake, and all kinds of accidents in the mountains cannot be completely avoided.

The nearby terrain and ecology are very complicated. Someone is watching him, and the best they can do is to get the naughty child back in time when something happens.

...Is it possible to escape together?

"Damn it, what did you bring back?"

Lan Ze looked out the window and saw the naughty boy Lan Shu holding an even smaller naughty boy in his arms. He was furry and black. He flashed into the courtyard of the experimental group.

Then the young man from the security team came in. He closed the door with his backhand and urged!

"Hurry! Lock the lock and power on! Hurry!"

Then there was a clang on the closed door of the compound.

There is a continuous sound of bang bang bang.

Bang - clang sounds intermittently.

The sound continued again.

boom!

The naughty boy was squatting in the courtyard with his naughty child in his arms. His eyes were full of excitement, and he was stroking the real naughty boy's hair with his hands.

"Dad, I've thought of a reward. Feed it!"

On the score sheet drawn up by his brother, Lan Shu actually didn't earn enough to score a hundred points. He was still short of a dozen points, which was almost there.

"You didn't just dig out the bear's den, did you?"

"It's mother is asleep!"

"How dare you mess with a hibernating bear!"

Lanze jumped out of the window.

Bear hibernation is similar to a human nap. Not only does it wake up when touched, but it also wakes up completely. It is very angry when you wake up.

If you take a closer look, the baby bear in the arms of the naughty child is really a very soft and cute baby. I don’t know how many days after he was born, but he hasn’t opened his eyes yet. Thinking of Lan Shu as his mother, he tried his best to hold her in his arms.

.

"I'm sorry. It was me. I was startled and woke up the bear." The security boy was even more panicked than Lan Shu. He looked around for help, "What should we do now?"

"It's okay, it will leave after a while." Lan Shu was fearless, "There is still a baby at home, and it wants to go back to see the baby."

The naughty boy stood up and lifted the baby bear high, "Dad, the baby is hungry. He wants to drink milk!"

In the yard, the naughty boy Lan Shu hugged the baby bear and held a sippy cup.

Lan Ze stood on the top floor and looked out of the yard. The female bear was a black bear with a white crescent on its chest. As Lan Shu expected, she staggered and reluctantly walked away, looking back three times at a step.

When Baby Bear was full, he relaxed his sippy cup, curled up in Baby Bear's arms, and fell asleep with a hum.

At first, everyone thought everything was fine. The security team also helped Lan Shu collect stones and grass, and built a nest under the eaves for him to hold the baby bear and sleep. Who knew that half a day later, the mother bear came again, carrying another cub in her mouth.

Came together.
To be continued...
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