I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

The prince’s persistence did make Jiang Chen feel exasperated.

Although Future Group currently held no special interests in the Middle East, based on the consideration of Xin and Saudi’s future relationship, he ultimately agreed to Yerif’s request.

He obtained a strand of Princess Amira’s hair and extracted the DNA inside. He took the DNA back to Fallout Shelter 027 and replicated her look at 20 years of age. He then used 3D printing technology to create the digitalized human version of the princess.

The skeleton was titanium alloy, and the skin was silica gel. She possessed Princess Amira’s looks and basic artificial intelligence, infinitely approaching intermediate artificial intelligence. Her memory was replicated based on Price Yerif’s memory of her and a personal diary she had.

From the appearance, she was no different from a human.

No… she was no different from a human internally.

The moment she woke up in the modern world, she called for Yerif. She was fearful toward the scientists in the lab and thought they were bandits who took her hostage. She threatened Jiang Chen to let her go or the Saudi royal family would take serious actions…

Standing inside the surgery room, Jiang Chen and Amos looked at each other.

They both read the unnatural concern in each other’s pupils.

The concern didn’t originate from the uncanny valley effect.

“This is immoral.” When Doctor Amos recovered from his shocked state, that was his first sentence.

“That’s right.” Jiang Chen concurred.

“This is more immoral than a clone. At least clones don’t possess your memory, drive your car, sleep with your woman, and make everything feel like it should happen. God…” Amos closed his eyes and drew a cross in front of his chest.

Jiang Chen didn’t have anymore to add.

He only narrowed his eyes and gazed into her pupils until she started to tremble before he moved his eyes away. He saw Lin Chaoen’s shadow on her. Although the scientists at the fallout shelter swore she only possessed basic artificial intelligence, all her actions were just logical responses to an external stimulus.

Although she was extremely similar to humans, she wasn’t the same.

She was just a “doll”.

“Are you really going to give her to the Saudi Prince?” Amos asked.

“Of course.” Jiang Chen nodded. “Xin needs allies in the international community. A friendship that can be won with just a robot is worth it for us.”

Amos still wanted to say something, but seeing as Jiang Chen didn’t want to discuss further, he didn’t speak.

Disregarding morality and ethics, the robot could be considered the peak of technology. The “uncanny effect” Doctor Amos couldn’t solve despite all his efforts was easily solved by the scientists at Fallout Shelter 027.

Technological advancement wasn’t a sprint but a marathon.

Jiang Chen scanned her like he was looking at a piece of equipment. He then threw some clothes on her body before he turned around and left.

Her memory could be adjusted later.

…

Yerif stayed on Coro Island for three days. Based on the words of Future Tourism’s CEO, Wei Yun, the wealth Saudi spent 5 million USD at the Heart of the Sea, which certainly dazed Jiang Chen.

Three days later, Jiang Chen took Amira to see Yerif.

When Yerif saw his love, he hugged her emotionally. Amira tearfully hugged Yerif while telling him how she spent a long time in complete darkness and how she missed him.

“Don’t cry, my baby.” Yerif comforted her.

It was supposed to be a touching scene, but Jiang Chen felt an abnormal disgust, so he looked away.

After they hugged, the gorgeous Amira bowed to Jiang Chen and thanked him for saving her from the bandits. Based on her adjusted memory, she hadn’t died because of sickness but because she was captured by bandits. Future Group ended up rescuing her and cured her terminal illness before finally meeting her husband on Coro Island again.

Because other people thought she died, Yerif agreed that she would only share Amira’s name and have a similar look.

After Yerif spent two more days at the Heart of the Sea, Yerif said goodbye to Jiang Chen.

Before he left, he asked Jiang Chen for his price.

“Just treat it as a gift. I don’t plan to release this model of robot to the market.” Jiang Chen shook his head.

“Don’t be like this, my friend, you’ll make it difficult for me. Money or beauty – please tell me what you desire,” Yerif said sternly.

In their correspondence over the past days, he really treated Jiang Chen like a friend.

“If you really feel troubled, just keep this a secret between us.” Jiang Chen sighed.

“Why?”

“I can’t explain why, but it’s an immoral technology.”

Yerif didn’t quite understand what Jiang Chen meant, but he still accepted what he said. He swore again in the name of Allah to keep this forever a secret.

“Your generosity earned the friendship of the Saudi people.” Yerif took a deep breath and bowed to Jiang Chen. “Regardless, I owe you a favor. Once I become the King, I will repay you.”

“Receiving the friendship of the future King certainly makes the gift worthwhile.” Jiang Chen laughed before he gave Yerif a few cautionary words.

Robots wouldn’t ever get sick, so he should never take her to get a body examination. Robots wouldn’t produce blood even though their bodies are designed with blood vessels, so he had to make sure she wouldn’t get seriously wounded. He should never take her apart or the protection mechanism would burn the chip. She didn’t need to be charged, but she required food as the digestive system was her only source of energy…

Jiang Chen personally sent the prince off on his plane.

Before Yerif boarded the plane, he hugged Jiang Chen again and expressed his gratitude.

“If you visit Dubai, please contact me.”

“I will!” Jiang Chen waved his hand and sent the couple off.

Gazing at the flight disappearing in the horizon, Jiang Chen’s smile began to fade.

Moments later, he suddenly muttered to himself.

“Perhaps I should never have said yes.”

Ayesha, beside him, looked at him, lost.

If the deceased could be freely replaced by robots, people wouldn’t ever truly die in this world. One hundred years later, when the last human passed away, his friends and family could bid farewell around his deathbed then a replica of him could be pulled out the second his eyes were closed.

That thought alone made Jiang Chen shudder with terror.