It's none of my business. I'm just a lunch box seller.

Hollis and Wyle nodded at Boss Cheng, based on their half-understood understanding of synthetic humans from various rumors. But Boss Cheng was not blind, and of course he could see their confusion and bewilderment in their eyes. To put it bluntly, these two people probably didn't even understand the concepts of "artificial humans" and "bionic humans" that he was talking about.

"Have you ever seen a synthetic human?" asked Boss Cheng.

"I have seen them!" Weier told Boss Cheng, "There is a kind of synthetic human without skin, with exposed bones all over the body, like a metal skeleton. We were attacked by them about a month ago?"

"Metal skeletons?"

Suddenly, Boss Cheng thought of some kind of iron ribs and said "Fuck!" But then he thought that there shouldn't be such iron ribs in this wasteland world. Besides, if Wyle really encountered iron ribs, he wouldn't be able to come to see the boss alive.

"The metal skeleton you're talking about shouldn't be able to replace the soldiers in your team, right?"

Hollis nodded and continued to tell Boss Cheng: "Indeed, even a blind person can tell the difference between this kind of synthetic human and ordinary people. But we are talking about a more advanced synthetic human than this metal skeleton and another kind of metal skeleton covered with fake skin."

"That's right!" Wyle continued, following Hollis' words, "As early as 50 years ago, the residents of Diamond City had seen a synth that looked exactly like us but suddenly went out of control and killed people. After the Diamond City security guards blew up the synth's head, they found that there were only a bunch of metal parts in his head. But the rest of his body was flesh and blood."

"Then what?" asked Boss Cheng.

"Then we don't know." Hollis shrugged and added: "We just heard that in the past ten or twenty years, synthetics have become more and more like humans. Unless you cut off the heads of synthetics and then open their brains, you can't tell whether they are real people or not."

"But this is just a legend. We have never seen a synth, let alone know who it is." Wyle also said: "After all, we can't be like the guards in Diamond City, who dare to shoot and kill those who are suspected of being synths."

Boss Cheng:!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

What surprised Boss Cheng was not that the synths were hard to identify, but that the Diamond City guards dared to shoot casually. Even though Wyle repeatedly emphasized that the Diamond City guards would not do this often. But "not often" also means that they would do it occasionally!

Really, Boss Cheng has to sigh, they are truly worthy of being the American police, even though the world has been destroyed for more than 200 years, they are still as charming as ever!

However, after sighing, Boss Cheng asked the two: "Isn't it possible to detect synthetic humans using X-rays?"

"What is X-ray?" the two asked in unison.

This world must be X-ray, Boss Cheng never doubted this. However, from the attitudes of the two people, it can be seen that at least this technology or equipment has been completely lost in the civilian level of the wasteland.

But just because the people in the wasteland don't have them doesn't mean that Boss Cheng doesn't have them either. Not only does he have them, he can even get a better CT machine or MRI equipment! But those two things are too troublesome to maintain, so Boss Cheng has no interest in touching them at all.

Besides, doesn't Boss Cheng know a super tech geek named "Tony Shit Big"? Boss Cheng believes that with all the weird technologies Tony has, can't he detect a synthetic human?

But before Boss Cheng goes to Tony, he must make sure that the supervisor and other managers of the base know immediately that there is a special artificial life form called "synthetic man" in the wasteland. If he is not prevented in time, what if someone in the base is quietly replaced by a synthetic man?

Even Wyle and Horst, and even the vast majority of the residents in the wasteland, are not clear about the significance of the Academy replacing the wasteland residents with synths.

Frankly speaking, people living in the wasteland think that replacing garbage pickers like them with synths is definitely not a good deal.

While Boss Cheng ran to the world of 2012 to find Tony, the head of the base also submitted the information provided by Wyle and Hollis to the UNSC Supreme Staff Headquarters in the form of a written report + full video recording.

The staff of the headquarters also made a decision in the shortest possible time. They will implant an identity confirmation chip and a positioning chip into every comrade who performs a mission in the wasteland. Once the two chips are taken out from under the skin, they will immediately send out a specific alarm and be destroyed.

And the chip implantation process must be done outside the wasteland, in the school building or playground of Boss Cheng's school, so as to avoid being detected by the wasteland world using various technologies unknown to this side.

As for the means of monitoring and positioning chips, it is no longer necessary to launch synchronous satellites as in the past. Since the UNSC has made advances in fuel cells that are beyond the times, any hydrogen-oxygen fuel cell can allow a large rotor drone to stay in the air for more than 4500 hours at an altitude of 12 meters.

In other words, the base only needs to prepare four large rotor drones, one for flying, two for backup, and one for maintenance, which is enough to cover the Boston wasteland around the clock.

what?

What to do when it rains, you ask?

Military rotary-wing drones are waterproof!

In Manhattan in 2012, when Boss Cheng found Tony, he discovered that this guy was using uncopyrighted and unauthorized golden Lego bricks to train the artistic sense of the laboratory's sweeping robot - in fact, he was letting the sweeping robot randomly stack golden Lego bricks to see what kind of weird things he could make.

"By the way, has a billionaire become this boring?"

"What do you know!" Tony defended, "I am using repetitive training to cultivate the robot's self-thinking ability."

"If you just tell me about training AI's logical ability, I can understand it."

Tony glanced at Boss Cheng and chuckled, "I almost forgot that you used to be a high-level digital migrant worker!"

"What the hell!"

Code farmers are code farmers, why do we have to call them digital migrant workers? Is it interesting to put it so bluntly?

But Boss Cheng was a generous person who didn't bear grudges. He just decided that he would never bring Tony with him to any entertainment activities like dismantling safes to pick up gold.

Afterwards, he told Tony the purpose of his visit. When Tony learned that "synthetics are almost indistinguishable from normal people", he asked Boss Cheng:

"Then have you ever considered that the academy you mentioned knew about X-rays from the beginning of its research and development? After all, X-rays have been widely used in the medical field since the late 19th century. So, when the academy was developing synthetic humans, could it have made corresponding optimizations to the structure or material of the synthetic humans in order to detect X-rays?"

"Of course I thought of it, otherwise why would I come to you?"

Tony couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw Boss Cheng's look of having him in his hands. But no matter how big his eyes rolled, he still told Boss Cheng: "If synthetic humans are not cultivated from human embryos, it would be easy to determine who is human by starting from the cell or DNA level, or scanning their brain nerve structure."

"They shouldn't be cultured from human embryos. Otherwise, why do they call them synthetic humans instead of clones or replicants?"

"Oh, what you said really makes sense. But if those synthetic humans are really as you guessed, there is actually a very simple way to detect them."

But Boss Ke Cheng said, "Please, I've come to you, are you still going to let us use a blood test, which may not be reliable?"

"Because I don't have any cell or gene scanning equipment here, but I do have brain scanning equipment. But if you put that thing on someone else, even an idiot can guess that you have ulterior motives. So I suggested that you use the blood test method. But like you said, since you have found me, give me two days. In two days, I promise to send you a set of equipment that can issue test results immediately."

At the same time, in the wasteland of Boston, deep underground of MIT.

"Father, it has been confirmed that Shelter 111 has been invaded. The male backup gene sample in the shelter has awakened."

"Anything else?" asked the elegant man in his 50s.

"Yes! The female body in Shelter 111 has disappeared. Our monitors in Concord Town witnessed a male backup gene sample and a person who looked very similar to the missing female body appear in Concord Town earlier today."

"Was it built by the yellow people in the dome building?" the elegant man asked again.

"According to the information provided by the monitor, this possibility is very high. According to the clues provided by the External Relations Department, the woman in the shelter was probably also saved by the yellow man in the dome using special medical equipment!"

"Can a completely damaged heart be repaired?" the elegant man pondered.

"My Lord Father, everyone believes that the strength of those strange yellow people should not be underestimated. And their vigilance is unusually high!"

"Neither the informants nor the surveillance personnel can get close to them?" the elegant man asked again.

"Yes. Even the members of the Volunteer Army can only reach the outer edge of the dome. Currently, the Volunteer Army that is allowed to enter the dome is only two leaders with the rank of colonel and a squad leader named Preston Garvey."

"three people?"

"Yes, father. There are only three people, and there is no chance or possibility of replacement. In addition, the head of the External Relations Department believes that the two leaders of the Volunteer Army already suspect the existence of synths in the team."

0193 Waterproof and discharge-proof but not anti-magnetic

"Open your mouth. Ah, put your tongue back. Tartar and gingivitis. Suspected vitamin C deficiency. No caries. OK, next one."

All the volunteers found it very strange, after all, they had never heard of free regular physical examinations after enlistment. And this kind of physical examination is not a simple one-time check-up, height, weight, temperature, blood pressure, pulse, and breathing must be measured.

It also includes internal and external surgical inspection and palpation, such as palpation of internal organs, as well as examination of the skin, lymph nodes, spine, limbs, and nervous system.

Then check the vision of the left and right eyes, eye movement, pupil light reflex, and hearing of both ears. Observe and palpate the nose to check the ventilation of the nose. Observe the buccal mucosa, gums, teeth, floor of mouth, etc.

Finally, they go to a strange machine to do a full body scan, which will tell whether there are other diseases that have not been detected. These physical examination records will also form personal files and follow them throughout their service career.

However, those who know well know that once these physical examination records are archived and kept for a long time, the time and intelligence costs required for the college to secretly replace someone will likely increase exponentially. And if you are not careful, you may be exposed immediately.

After the examination, UNSC doctors found that both new and old soldiers had some physical problems due to being in a harsh environment for a long time. Even though radiation-killing drugs were not rare in the wasteland, they detected trace amounts of radiation sources and slight lesions in almost all of them.

Only a very few people's test results were surprising, as all indicators and data were normal.

But these guys whose test results are so normal that they are too abnormal are the focus of observation by UNSC scientists and Tony.

"Guys, I have some news that will definitely surprise you."

Tony threw the four scan reports on the table in the base's conference room. Several genetic experts opened the reports and compared them, then they all laughed at the same time.

别怪他们笑，因为报告上的检测结果值得他们笑。扫描仪配合血液样本的检测结果显示，这4名分别为35岁、29岁、24岁和19岁的四名义勇军士兵，有99%的可能性是同卵四胞胎。

One of the experts laughed and said, "If these four people, who are 4 years apart in age, all have a mother with the surname Yin, then it is not impossible that they are all brothers."

"Your surname is Yin?"

Tony obviously didn't know this old joke from ancient China, so Boss Cheng explained to Tony: "It's about an ancient myth in which Nezha's mother was pregnant for three years and six months before giving birth to Nezha."

"Snapped!"

Tony clapped his hands.

"I understand! This was a childbirth process that spanned 16 years. It will definitely go down in the history of the miracles of human life."

As a result, the meeting room was filled with a happy atmosphere.

As for the four "identical quadruplets" with a 4-year age difference, they were arranged into a team that needed to undergo further head scans using MRI.

In fact, when they received the "further examination is needed", they had already planned to escape. But the problem was that they didn't think they could get out of the heavy guards. After all, they were undergoing a physical examination, and they didn't even have shoes on except for the green vests and shorts they were issued.

The other volunteer soldiers who needed to undergo MRI scans of their heads were not just there to make up the numbers, but because they might really have certain brain diseases.

When the four quadruplets walked into the UNSC's MRI vehicle and came out again...

They forgot who they are!

The good news is that these four "quadruplets", who are extremely healthy and don't even have cavities or dental tartar, are indeed synthetic humans.

The bad news is that the neural chips attached to their hippocampus were damaged by the super-strong magnetic field of the MRI, which is 5 times stronger than the Earth's magnetic field!

Even the academy may not have imagined that in another world, a group of lunatics would cram an expensive MRI machine with a magnetic field strength of up to 3.0T into an 8*8 special transport truck.

Then, the polymer chip they were so proud of was damaged by the strong magnetic field of the MRI, and even destroyed the prefabricated memory system of the third generation of synths.

In other words, when a third-generation synth enslaved by the academy boards the "missile carrier", another free synth who has escaped the control of the academy will rise up in a few minutes!

No matter how hard you chase, no matter how many commands you chant, you can never recover the synths. From now on, the only way out is a bloody battle and extermination!

As for these four synthetic "Volunteers" whose memories were completely wiped out...

Apart from knowing that they are "human beings" and basically retaining the most basic survival instincts of an adult, they can basically be regarded as a brand new piece of white paper pulled out from a freshly opened pack of A4 paper!

"But what should we do now?" Boss Cheng said, "Who would have thought that the academy's technology was so unreliable? A random MRI could reset their system!"

But Tony believes that this is not as simple as resetting the system, it is equivalent to clearing the BIOS.

"Tsk, don't be stubborn about such an insignificant matter!"

Tony shrugged and said, "But I'm really interested in artificial life forms like synths! As you can see, they have DNA, they also have nervous and circulatory systems, they can sense pain and danger, they are no different from us, except... they are more perfect than us!"

Hearing Tony's words, Boss Cheng couldn't help but check his body. After all, Boss Cheng couldn't figure out whether the main control force department captured people to really revive them, or to create a body first like the academy, and then inject consciousness and thoughts into the body like writing a program.

"Shit!" Boss Cheng suddenly shuddered when he thought of this.

Fortunately, the coder on the other side of the system answered the boss "very responsibly", saying that the boss did not need to worry about the technology of the Strong Men Department. They always captured the soul first, then copied the body, and finally stuffed the soul into the body and activated it.

“But it still looks alike!”

[Indeed, they are very similar, but the technological iterations are far beyond your imagination. In short, you are you, with independent DNA and soul, which the Zhuangding Department can guarantee. Of course, even if he deceived us, we can't do anything to them. You can rest assured, those of us who were captured basically follow this set of procedures. ]

Boss Cheng: (((;???;)))

Later, these four synthetics whose BIOS had been cleared were implanted by NUSC with an ultra-micro chip that would send a location signal every 4-8 hours. Then the four of them were led back to the Volunteer Army's base.

Yes, although only the oldest among them was a "veteran" under Wyle, and the other three were newly conscripted, none of them was executed or exiled.

Wyle and Hollis announced that the four people's tests were normal. It was just that they had some problems when doing head scans, which scared the four people and made them look stupid.

"It's okay, you'll probably recover in a few days."

Pretty perfunctory talk, isn't it?

But this is the norm of life in the wasteland - life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God.

Countless people have been killed by moles or radscorpions that suddenly appeared while taking a shit in the wild. A small medical room, not to mention that no one's life was lost, was completely within the psychological tolerance of the wasteland residents.

The reason why the Volunteers are willing to continue to support these four synths is because the UNSC and the base leader want them to. The UNSC and Boss Cheng originally planned to use this physical examination to find the hidden synths and use it to lure out the academy behind them.

But who would have thought that the plan had just completed the first half, and the second half was basically declared a failure. So they could only hope that the college would send someone to check the four synthetics that suddenly lost contact. What's more, the MRI truck had been parked in the school yard, and Boss Cheng was quite confident in his territory. He didn't believe that this group of colleges had the technology of super-time and space communication and could receive any signal from the synthetics beyond time and space.

In fact, the college located in the basement of MIT really knew nothing. They only knew everything about the synthetic spy before entering the black gate, and that their own synthetics had undergone physical examinations by the mysterious yellow organization.

At first, they had great confidence in the latest generation of synths they produced. But when the four synth spies walked into the mysterious black door in neat steps...

There was no more...

They even thought that the four synths who were brought into the black gate were executed.

But just two days later, informants in Concord provided a tip-off that they saw the four missing synths still in the Volunteer Army, and enthusiastically followed the team in a long-distance cross-country training.

As for why off-roading can "cross" into the town, it is because the terrain around Concord is wild enough. If the surrounding terrain is wilder, the off-road training will become a climbing training.

"Don't move! Order everyone not to make any moves for now!" The "holy father" of the academy, the elegant and easy-going old man, ordered: "Especially the recycling department, don't touch it, and don't recycle it."

In fact, the middle and high-level members of the academy all realized that this was the "Dome Organization" blatantly fishing for the academy's fish, which was an obvious conspiracy. In fact, the "Dome Organization" almost caught the big fish of the Synthetic Recycling Department.