Volume V, Chapter 16, The Ghost in the Mirror (VII) – Replacement, April 2119

One day in April, Sima Aya went to see a psychiatrist, and she came to the city's No. 2 Psychiatric Hospital, where the doctor was a friend of hers, Lan Linlin. The purpose of her meeting with her friends is not to suspect that she has a psychological problem, and in this day and age, you don't have to suspect that you have a psychological problem, because there are very few people who are completely psychologically normal.

When Sima Aya came to Lan Linlin's office, Lan Linlin was reading the report, and there were a lot of diagnostic reports on her desk. Of course, Lan Linlin is not the kind of "psychiatrist" who charges 2,000C yuan an hour, but also doctors who treat rich people with rich diseases. The reason why Sima Aya can trust Lan Linlin is because she doesn't work to make money, with Lan Linlin's professional ability, she can become a doctor who charges 2,000C yuan an hour instead of an ordinary department director in a mental hospital.

"It's time to get off work, Linlin. You workaholic. Sima Aya knocked on the office door, and Lan Linlin saw Sima Aya at this time, in fact, Sima Aya had been standing at the door for a while.

The two went to a café in the business district and found a secluded corner to sit down. After coming out of the unit, Lan Linlin had already taken off her white coat, changed into a beautiful skirt, and put on a beautiful and delicate lady's handbag. After the two sat down, Lan Linlin threw her small bag aside and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I'm tired from work, you see, I'm still going to bother you after work." Sima Aya said with a smile.

In fact, the two don't meet much, and they spend more time chatting online, and Sima Aya is always the kind of person who doesn't like men in some ways and pleases women more. At this moment, from Lan Linlin's cheek-bearing gaze, Sima Aya could confirm that she liked herself.

She likes her to wear dresses and silk dolls, which can remind her of Yang Yiyi. In addition to appearance and clothing, it is more godlike. Temperament, kindness. Lan Linlin is a rich girl, she has also been willful and defeated, however, Sima Aya thought, maybe it was her kind nature that made her finally choose to serve the society, instead of making up some new and new types of "mental illness", so that people who are not sick also feel like they are sick, and then, inexplicably, "mentally ill", and then, emptied of their wallets by the psychiatrist.

"From the bottom of my heart, I hate this kind of behavior, because this is not the behavior of a physiologist, this is a charlatan." Sima Aya remembered that when she chatted on the Internet for the first time, Lan Linlin said this, and she could see that Lin did not use the mainstream "reasonable economy" behavior in society to whitewash the profiteering of professional knowledge in her industry, so, as a rich second generation, she did not choose to make herself richer in money, because, she can not make such a choice - but those "experts" who lack money and are so hungry that they will not hesitate to stand on the side of the "economy". And to make oneself sanctimonious, to gain benefits in "nobility".

It was these that made Sima Aya feel willing to make friends with Lin.

"Say, sister," after the waiter served the coffee, Lan Linlin took a sip, then raised her head and looked at Sima Aya with a wicked smile, "Which nerve of yours is allergic again." ”

"Dreams. Linlin, there is a dream. I need you to help me out. Sima Aya said, "Don't think about it, it's not that kind of dream." “

"What kind of dream?" Lan Linlin laughed even harder. The two laughed for a while. In fact, the two met at the beginning, not because of the intersection of their personal circles, but on an online forum that discussed dream interpretation, but they can be said to have a common hobby.

"It's a very clear dream." Sima Aya said to Lan Linlin, and she began to describe the dream she had many days ago, "I have never had such a clear dream, every detail is clear. ”

"What kind of dream is it?" Lan Linlin asked, looking at Sima Aya's serious and fascinated expression when she recalled the dream, she couldn't help but become more interested.

"I walked into a world in a mirror, and I was dragged into that world by my mirror." Sima Aya said, and then, Sima Aya talked about the corridor, the door, and the steel turntable handle like the steering wheel of a car. The iron door, the iron handle, the iron corridor, is the interior of a ship, "and I guess the ship is not small, it is a huge ship." ”

Sima Aya talked about the dream for a while, and Lan Linlin listened. But Sima Aya didn't tell her that she hated herself in the mirror...... She didn't dare to tell Lan Linlin that she might be cloning and replacing the original person in the criminal syndicate now, so she had to ask questions in a suitable way.

"What do you think," Sima Aya finally decided to ask after taking a few sips of coffee, "how will the memories of clones differ from those of normal people?" I've heard before that people who have been implanted with memories can go insane because of memory conflicts. ”

"Hmm......" Lan Linlin thought for a moment, "it's possible." For example, if a person goes for a walk in the park, then his muscles and limbs acquire the muscle memory of walking and running, and at the same time, his brain remembers the memory of the eyes, ears and nose, and the memory of the brain and the memory of the muscles are one. And the implanted memory, judging from the current cutting-edge literature, only has the brain's audio-visual memory, and there is no olfactory and muscle memory......"

"You mean...... Does human memory still exist in muscles? Sima Aya was a little surprised.

"Of course, this is called neural reflex memory." Lan Linlin said with a pout, quite proud. This expression reminded Sima Aya of Yang Yiyi.

"If there is no neural reflex memory, only the brain's audio-visual ......memory," Lan Linlin continued, "then these memories will be like dreams, because most of the muscles are relaxed in the dream." That's right......" Lan Linlin thought for a moment, "Sister Aya, didn't you just say that dream?" The logic is clear, you remember all the details, but, you feel it now, will there be the details of muscle memory? ”

"Apparently not, I feel like I'm floating around in my dreams and don't walk on my legs." Sima Aya said with a smile.

"If the memories are implanted, then that's what it feels like, like those memories are a movie with yourself in the first person, with only audiovisual memories and no muscle memory." Lan Linlin felt that if she described it like this, Sima Aya would definitely be able to fully understand.

Lan Linlin didn't notice that Sima Aya frowned slightly at this time. (If the memory is implanted, then this is the feeling...... ）

……

Air Force One, today is the day when the president signs an important document. Of course, in relation to "black crystal", the benefits of black crystal are obvious. It can now be found everywhere in the western part of country A where Cerberus is fighting. After nearly half a year of research and development, the power reactor with black crystal as the energy source can also be put into use.

As long as President Reagan signed and confirmed, the use of "Sombra" could be legalized, and now, the document had been placed on the table in front of him, and the beautiful assistant had handed the pen in front of him.

However, the president has not signed it for a long time, and he is still recalling the opposition voices when the document was put in Congress, although those opposition voices were less than 10%, but some senators and representatives did have a point.

The use of uranium by mankind took 10 years of research before it was put into use, and it was on the basis of such a small wing that the tragic nuclear accident of Chernobyl occurred.

How long has it been since humans learned about Sombra? It's going to be put into use, and this thing is not a natural product of Transtar, what if there is fraud in it?

"In the past two months, we have had another 20 percent of the power grid in the west under attack by Cerberus, and Mr. President, the power has not been restored until now." A general said to President Reagan. Of course, this urge seems a bit inappropriate, but since the Cerberus began to attack the power grid of country A, the situation of the war has taken a sharp turn for the worse, and the west may face a total fall.

The eastern part of country A also relies on the grid for power transmission. In fact, President Reagan has cursed the fragile energy system of humanity countless times in his heart. Judging from the past 100 years, human beings can be said to have made no achievements in the field of energy, and the so-called "technology" development will only turn over tricks on mobile phones, tablets and various electronic gadgets......

It didn't take long for the president to think, but in the room, under the gaze of others, it felt like a long time.

Finally, President Reagan made a decision, and he put down the signature pen that he had been holding in his hand for a long time: "Ladies and gentlemen, I still insist that we first conduct experiments on a small scale and not legalize them for the time being, because legalization means large-scale use, and even export." This can spread an element of uncertainty to the United States and even the world. We should be responsible not only to the people of country A, but also to all mankind. ”

There was silence in the conference room for a while, and then President Reagan noticed that everyone but himself was exchanging glances, and then, the generals, the staff officers, and the ministers...... The same smile appeared on their faces.

At this moment, the door of the conference room opened, and a man entered: Madie Regan saw himself, yes, that was the self he saw in the mirror, one, a person who was exactly like himself, even the gait of walking, every word and deed, every move was exactly the same.

Self in the mirror.

"By God's will, I, Madyregan, will sign this document, and you," Madyregan said to Madyregan, "you know that there can't be two Madyregans in this world at the same time. ”

……

In a luxurious hotel lobby, everything is resplendent and hypocritical men and women in gowns linger among champagnes, pastries and fruits. The men and women were all good-looking, but none of them were Caucasian.

These yellow-skinned, black-eyed Asians, who, a few months ago, were immigrants from the lower middle and lower classes of society in country A, who came to this country only to replenish the labor lost by the plague, but, now, they have all become aristocrats.

A beautiful woman appeared in the middle of the crowd - Bai Yuntian, she elegantly held a glass of red wine, chatting with other people. All of them were talking, they were focused on their topic and, from time to time, politely greeted passers-by.

Until, suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on the steps in the center of the hall, and a woman more beautiful than Bai Yuntian, dressed in a gorgeous dress and crown, walked down the steps like a queen. Step by step, the sound of her footsteps on the steps was crisp and pleasant, and after the silence of the crowd, the footsteps echoed in the hall for a long time.

She is, Yang Yiyi.

"In the name of God!" She walked out into the middle of the crowd, raised her glass, and gestured to everyone in turn with a slightly haughty look. Everyone else raised their glasses one after another, and there was a light and neat "whoosh" in the hall.

"Just got good news. The president is ours. She said proudly. (We finally have a kingdom of our own!) At the same time, she said silently to Zhang Xiaozhu in her heart.

"In the name of God!" She walked out into the middle of the crowd, raised her glass, and gestured to everyone in turn with a slightly haughty look. Everyone else raised their glasses one after another, and there was a light and neat "whoosh" in the hall.

(End of chapter)