My boyfriend is not a human being? It’s over. I love him even more!

Chapter 92 After He Put on the Skin of Boyfriend (2)

In the 27th century, human footprints have appeared on a large scale in the universe. With the development of science and technology, humans can live on Earth today and vacation on another developed planet tomorrow.

Of course, interstellar travel is no longer a luxury, and in this context, the social structure of human beings has also changed.

In order to cope with the crisis of an aging population, various countries have had to create the so-called "artificial womb assembly line", but in order to ensure the naturalness and pollution-free nature of human genes, the human race is divided into four groups.

First-class citizens are pure natural persons. They are valuable social assets and people living at the top of the pyramid. The best resources are tilted towards them, and the most respectable occupations in society are basically contracted by first-class citizens. They are important figures in social development.

Second-class citizens are natural persons with genetic defects. Although they are natural persons, because their genes have not been artificially edited, they may have some congenital imperfections from birth, such as physical illnesses or mental defects. Usually such people are not allowed to leave offspring and pollute the genes of human offspring.

Third-class citizens are the various armed personnel born from the assembly line. They are unnatural persons. Because of artificial gene editing and screening at the time of fertilization, they have a strong physique far beyond that of ordinary people since birth. And because such people can easily appear in batches on the assembly line, they are tacitly regarded as consumables on the battlefield.

The last four-class citizens are the defective products on the assembly line of the third-class citizens. They may be biochemically modified or thrown into slums to fend for themselves. The hardest and most tiring work in society is usually undertaken by them. Naturally, they cannot enjoy any social welfare.

Although there are often slogans in the interstellar world that everyone is equal, many groups do not seem to be considered as human beings at all. No matter what time it is, the different levels are clearly arranged.

"It has been detected that the first-class citizen has life signs. The current situation is dangerous. According to the regulations on giving priority to protecting first-class citizens, Bubu must use compulsory means to wake up the first-class citizen."

The person lying on the ground suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head and suddenly opened his eyes in a coma.

"Scanning - vital signs are stable, mild concussion, soft tissue contusion, ankle joint damage, you need a doctor's attention."

A robot dog stopped in front of her. Its mechanical voice was devoid of any emotion. The faint light emanating from its blue eyes scanned her and quickly grasped her physical condition.

This is Bubu, a mechanical dog that is equipped on every ship. It was its mechanical limb that touched her head just now, stimulating her nerves and waking her up from her coma.

Chu Xiang sat up quickly. She didn’t know how long she had been unconscious. Ruan Nuonuo had disappeared. She also didn’t know whether she had rolled to another place or woke up first and ran away.

The red hazard lights in the cabin were still flashing. She had heard gunshots before she passed out, but now the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Chu Xiang asked: "Bubu, are there any other living beings around?"

Bubu replied: "There are other life forms within 200 meters, which are beyond Bubu's sight and cannot be scanned."

As for the so-called life form, I don’t know whether it is human or not.

Chu Xiang got up from the ground and looked outside through the glass window. It was dawn on this strange planet and the sky was faintly bright. The plants that could be seen outside were mostly vines, twisted and intricately entangled together and covered with thorns.

Even if she gets out of the spaceship, she can't guarantee whether there are dangerous creatures on the planet, so she needs to protect her weapons now. Chu Xiang said to Bubu: "I need to go to the armory to get a weapon to protect myself."

Bubu analyzed the current data and turned around. "According to the emergency regulations for protecting first-class citizens, the access to the armory is now open to you. Please follow Bubu."

Chu Xiang took a step forward and suddenly felt pain in her ankle. Not just her ankle, but the impact before she fainted made her whole body feel pain. But now was not the time for her to cry out in pain. She gritted her teeth and caught up with Bubu.

The systems on the spacecraft were damaged, and the power systems in some places were not working. There were no lights, and one could only rely on the little light outside the window to see the road ahead.

She was extremely nervous along the way, but fortunately she arrived at the armory safely. Many weapons here had been taken away, so she picked an electromagnetic gun that was smaller in size and more convenient for women to use.

She had learned how to use a gun in a required course in college, but she seldom touched a gun in her daily life. Moreover, the current crisis was completely different from the sense of danger simulated in college, so she was inevitably nervous.

Chu Xiang asked Bubu, "Is No. 6 in the guard team still alive?"

Bubu replied: "The life signal light of No. 6 is still on, so it can be inferred that No. 6 still has vital signs."

Every member of the guard team will have a small biochip implanted under the skin of their left wrist. This chip can monitor their physical condition. If there is a problem, it will be fed back to the headquarters. Bubu is connected to the data of the headquarters. The signal light belonging to No. 6 is still on, which means he is still alive.

Bubu suddenly said: "We detected signs of life moving 150 meters away."

At the same time, the road leading to the main control room was already filled with the smell of blood.

It looked like a brutal massacre had taken place here. The glass was shattered, the walls were full of cracks, and corpses were lying everywhere.

The man leaning against the wall was seriously injured. There was a huge wound on his chest, and blood was still flowing out, leaving water marks on his black uniform.

He was gasping for breath, and his vision gradually became blurred.

Not far away, the black, twisted alien creature with a human-like outline was tearing the corpse under its feet into pieces bit by bit. Its claws were stained with blood and stuffed into its mouth. After extracting the genetic information, the outline of its body began to fluctuate irregularly, and then, in the dim light, it took on the appearance of a human.

It looked exactly like the corpse under his feet.

The man who was still struggling to breathe against the wall felt cold all over. He had seen this alien creature change into the appearances of several people. As long as it extracted genetic information, it could use its mimicry function to become exactly the same as that person.

(End of this chapter)