"So, is this why you support Mr. G so much? It's not just because he is your fiancé, or because you want to repay him for saving you. It's also because you want to rely on him to change the fate of the clones," Zhang Heng said.
"Yes." Miss F nodded and admitted it. "As you can see, even if I do my best, I can only open a few more nursing homes like this. So, in a sense, you are right. I can't really change the fate of our entire population. So, I need him. Mr. G is one of the few people who is willing to treat clones and ordinary humans equally. He promised me that in the new world he created, there will be no GPS, memory encoder, or code on the back of the neck. A world where clones can enjoy the same rights as ordinary people."
"And you believe him?"
"I believe everything that is worth believing in," Miss F said. "As for you, so far, I still don't know what you believe in. I used to be very worried about you, especially when you first awakened. I know what it feels like because I have experienced the same thing before. I know what kind of trouble you will encounter next. But you don't look like a person who has encountered trouble at all."
"My situation is special."
"Well, this is what you have been saying. I might have doubted it before, but now I choose to believe it. Ordinary clones can't complete Mr. G's previous test, defeat the emergency response team, and get the memory encoder from them. Don't get me wrong. I don't want to get to the bottom of you, and I have no intention of exploring the secrets behind you. I just hope that you can find your direction."
Zhang Heng listened quietly to Miss F's words.
"You are the most powerful clone I have ever seen, and unlike me, you broke free from the shackles on your neck through your own efforts. You broke the tragic cycle that is destined to be a clone and gained freedom that is almost impossible to obtain. At least part of it. But what's next? What do you plan to do after gaining your freedom?"
"I plan to focus on collecting shellac records."
"I'm not talking about the new hobby you just developed," Miss F said. "I'm asking about the ultimate question of your life. What is the meaning of your life? What goals do you want to achieve in your next life? It's not the goal that was written into your mind when you were a clone. It's what you really want to do."
"You want me to help you liberate the other clones?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
If that was the case, then this journey made sense. Before this, Mr. G was showing him the power of ideals, trying to inspire him through the mass appeal shown by the people at the bottom. And the last stop was Miss F persuading him from the perspective of the same kind.
Even Zhang Heng had to admit that this method was indeed effective. If he was really a clone, coupled with his relationship with Miss F, it would be difficult for him to ignore his own race. But to Zhang Heng's surprise, Miss F shook her head when she heard what he said.
"No, I did have such an idea before, but I've given it up now."
"Why? Is it because you realized that I'm not easy to convince? "
"No, it's because I don't want to become like those guys."
"Which guys?"
"Those guys who wrote our memories," Miss F said, "What I've been trying to do is to liberate my compatriots from the false life goals that don't belong to them. So, I won't instill you with other goals and tell you what to do."
"You encourage me to do what I really want to do, but you have to shoulder the burden of liberating the entire race. Don't you think it's a bit contradictory?"
"I'm different from you. Liberating our kind is indeed my life goal. Oh … look at the expression on your face. I know what you're thinking. You must think that I'm also one of Mr. G's fanatical believers, and I'm influenced by him to devote myself to my current career. But this time, you're wrong. The path I chose has nothing to do with him.
"After being rescued by Mr. G, I also experienced a long period of confusion. To be honest, before I opened my eyes, I didn't expect to survive, especially after I found out that those wishes and memories were fake. After losing an arm, I once doubted whether I had enough courage to live.
"There was a time when I even suspected that I didn't escape from that nightmare at all. I ran out of the manor, but I was soon found by the people from the company. They rewrote the memories in my mind, making me feel that I had escaped from their control and gained freedom. Then, when I let down my guard, they would suddenly appear in front of me again, enjoying the look of despair on my face, and amusing themselves with it.
"It makes sense because they are good at this kind of thing. In that manor, this kind of thing happened again and again, but because of some accident, I lost control that night. I lived in fear every day, and the torture was driving me crazy. That was until I began to consciously interact with our own kind in life. "
"Why?"
"At first, I just wanted to confirm if someone had a similar story template as me, so I could speculate when my nightmare would come again. However, once I got to know them better, the desire to do something for them became stronger. It even overshadowed my fear of the future. I don't have a family, and I don't know who my parents are. However, I can feel a sense of kinship from them, and my emotions have also stabilized.
"Because of this, Mr. G bought this nursing home that was on the verge of closing down and gave it to me. He asked me to use this place as a cover to frequently come into contact with clones. Little by little, I transformed it into what it is today, turning it into a paradise for clones. In the process, I finally found my goal in life. I want to do more for them and give them freedom. It is this belief that has brought me to this day and the power I have today, "Miss F said while moving her robotic arm.
"But this is my goal in life, not yours. You need to find the meaning of your life. It may be difficult, especially for clones, but it is definitely worth a try."
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