Chapter 52: Mr. Faraday
Li Jie lied.
Steve? Stephen Hawking, of course, will not be the first person to undergo a genetic replacement in Corona's laboratory, and his treatment, while strictly confidential, has always attracted the attention of the outside world.
The other, a little earlier, had already quietly completed the generation and enhancement of the entire artificial genome.
Los Angeles at night, the lively business district of Ninth Street.
Calder? French wore an ordinary T-shirt and shorts, walking down the street like an ordinary person, but his posture looked a little weird, his expression was more blank, and there was no anger in his eyes.
In fact, continue to call "him" Calder? French is no longer quite accurate, this former doctor of medicine has now become unrecognizable, not only is he much taller, but even his facial features have changed, his high cheekbones are protruding, and his eye sockets are deeply sunken, and it is estimated that even the most familiar people will not recognize him.
What's more, he has completely lost consciousness, most of his memories are gone, and he only knows how to act instinctively.
However, Gilbert still prefers to call him Faraday rather than Subject 1, not because he disagrees with the other party's identity as a scientist. It's just that in order to prevent the researchers in the core laboratory from recognizing this former colleague and having the idea of hurting his kind and dying of rabbits and foxes, after changing Calder's appearance, he also named him as an ancestor scientist according to the convention.
Subject 1, also known as Mr. Faraday, is aimlessly moving forward mechanically. He had no idea why he was here, where he was going, and he didn't even think about it.
At this time, Ninth Avenue is very lively. There were also a lot of pedestrians on the road, and Mr. Faraday was very agile, and he could always quickly dodge when he almost hit someone else, but this extreme action seemed a bit eye-catching, and passers-by also cast strange glances.
I don't know how long I walked aimlessly. Mr. Faraday felt a little hungry with a muffled rumble, and he stopped suddenly, which caught the young man behind him a little off guardโhe was playing with his phone intently, and it was too late to notice that the strange man in front of him had suddenly stopped walking. It's about to hit the other person's back.
However, the expected violent collision did not happen, and Mr. Faraday, as if he had eyes behind his back, suddenly turned sideways, stretched out his arm to block it, and the seemingly powerless movement caused the young man to be pushed back hard. It took a few stumbles to stabilize his body. Fortunately, he didn't fall, because he still bumped into a passerby on the other side after all.
"Hey! What the hell are you guys! โ
The young man was very dissatisfied, and straightened up, blushing and shouting at Mr. Faraday, but the latter turned a deaf ear, leaving him with only a back.
After pushing away the unidentified object that rushed towards him, Mr. Faraday probably felt that the threat was lifted. He turned back again, looking through the large glass window at the fast-food restaurant full of people.
"Hey. Say what about you? โ
The young man he pushed away felt that he was being ignored, and became more and more annoyed, but it was clear that his actions were of no avail, for Mr. Faraday remained staring at the inside of the fast-food restaurant as if he had no idea what was being said to him.
Low prices, generous portions, and convenience are one of the main reasons why fast food is popular with many people in the relatively poor neighborhoods of South Los Angeles.
In front of Mr. Faraday's eyes was a fast-food restaurant of no small scale. As far as the eye could see, there were at least sixty or seventy people sitting inside. At the top of the store's entrance is a shiny neon sign, and next to it is a chubby figure. It's probably the appearance of a fast-food restaurant owner, with a sign with white letters on a red background. It reads "dan's_charbroiled_burgers (Dan's grilled burger)". It's tacky to the extreme, but it's definitely conspicuous enough to be eye-catching.
Mr. Faraday looked at it for a long time, and noticed that most of the people inside were doing the same thing: chewing.
Chewing on all kinds of food in his mouth, mainly burgers and meat rolls, he suddenly felt as if he had done something similar before, and even smelled the familiar aroma, reflexively shook his throat a few times, and began to move his steps towards the fast food restaurant.
"Shit!"
The young man shouted a few words, and when he saw that the other party entered the fast food restaurant without any reaction, he could only shake his head stupidly. He was just a thin otaku, not as tall and strong as the tall and strong weird guy in front of him, so he hesitated for a moment and chose to leave, without asking for trouble with the other party.
It must be said that the next day he found out that it was the best decision he had ever made in his life.
As soon as Mr. Faraday stepped through the door, he was greeted by the enthusiastic clerk and stood at an empty table.
Katie, a plump and blond waiter, put away the tray in her hand and smiled sweetly: "Sir, what do you want to eat?"
Mr. Faraday stared at her in a daze, unresponsive.
"What do you need, sir? The food we had here tasted very good. โ
Katie thought that the other party had not heard clearly, and asked again.
This time Mr. Faraday finally reacted, his head turned, and his eyes fell on a big fat man at the next table, who was devouring a large burger, his mouth full of juice.
"That's a bacon chicken burger, would you like one?" Katie followed his gaze and also saw the big fat man who ate with relish, and said suddenly.
Mr. Faraday nodded subconsciously.
"Yes, sir, please take a seat, and I'll be right here." Katie smiled sweetly again and turned to walk to the kitchen. It's probably a mute, she thought to herself.
The fast food restaurant was very efficient, and two minutes later, Sweet Katie came over again. Along the way, many people greeted her and made such and such requests, and although she was very busy, she responded one by one, so she delayed for a while.
When she returned to Mr. Faraday, Katie was stunned for a moment, still in the same position as she had left, standing there expressionlessly, completely unchanged, and not sitting in the chair next to her.
This man is strange, Katie muttered to herself, placing the burger on the tray on the table in front of Mr. Faraday.
"Sir, you asked for the bacon chicken burger, $9, thank you." Katie retracted the tray and put it to her side, then continued in a sweet voice. "If you need a drink, we have a Coke coffee here, and it only costs $2 to refill."
Mr. Faraday lowered his head, grabbed the large burger on the table with his hand, and stuffed it into his mouth that was almost stretched to the limit, and his upper and lower jawbones moved rapidly, and he immediately chewed until the leaves and cheese flew sideways and splashed everywhere.
"Nine dollars, sir."
Katie was so shocked by this exaggerated eating appearance that she took a step back, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, this strange mute was really disgusting, it was too rude. However, she still didn't show it, and continued to add a sentence, probably the other party didn't hear clearly, and it is estimated that her ears are still a little back.
However, Mr. Faraday remained unresponsive, just chewing on the burger in his mouth, and it seemed like it was almost finished in a matter of seconds.
Is this the reincarnation of an evil death ghost?
Although this area is mostly civilians and poor, it is not as exaggerated as this guy, at least pay attention to a little hygiene.
Katie began to look at the middle-aged man in front of her suspiciously, and finally felt that something was wrong, the other party was wearing an ordinary short-sleeved T-shirt, shorts and sneakers, only the shorts had two shriveled pockets, and it didn't look like she could put things down.
It's not going to be a psychopath, just come and eat and drink for nothing...... (To be continued)