Novel & Cerita Sci Fi Person

The connector was entirely opaque and was fully white. “Wow!, I think you can fit 12 hover buses in here.” Blurted out Ben loudly, seeing the large pure space in front of him. A voluptuous beauty, wearing a secretary uniform, came near him, hearing the noise. 'I am Serra, an AI humanoid assistant. How may I help you?' 'Wow, if it didn't say it was an android, I would have thought it was a woman. How much money did the government spend for these places', thought Ben, staring at the woman in front of him.

"How does it feel?" "Terrifying. Liberating. Human." Yuri sat beside her. "A year ago, I was Subject 0001. Perfect weapon. Completely controlled. Today, I'm Yuri who laughs at chicken jokes and cries at sad movies and gets frustrated with technology that doesn't work properly. I'm... person. Actual person." "You were always a person. You just couldn't see it."

“Is her real name Xander? A high school science teacher?” “As we've been examining all the data here and based on our field agent’s reports, yes, he is. Why?” responded the infiltrator, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion. Sayid, absorbed in the data, responded with a thoughtful expression. “The way he solves problems and his thought processes remind me of a genius scientist in medicine, a maverick known as Zandros. But perhaps it’s just my imagination or a coincidence.” “Why?” the first man asked, his interest piqued.

Dothschild - Old Man - One of the 3 Global Elites. 2. Bockefeller - Old Man - One of the 3 Global Elites., 3. Jodi - a man - a television journalist in the first world especially to discuss and cover the matters of the Battle in the 1st world. 4. Joe - Young Man - Housekeeper Paul who really idolizes Liem. 5. Android 18 - A Male Robot - Super Advanced able to survive in extreme realms - Has no Spiritual Power only has a few weapons from 10 fingers and is able to remove missiles from his mouth with a suicide note.

But he didn't expect that there would always be someone that didn't cherish their lives in front of him. A young man of the same age as him blocked his way. Behind this youth, there were were five or six other men. From the looks of it, they were all youngsters. The young man was very good-looking. But he couldn't be compared to Lucas. There was great gap between them. "Neil Chris, what are you trying to do?" Sofia stared at the youth as a deep disgust surfaced on her fair face. Neil was the super genius of Eastern Thunder Base City, a Rank 7 Transcendent Being.

Diana asked, hoping for a way out of this mess. "I regret that I cannot take you home. But never fear. Your new life will be an enjoyable one with wonders never dreamed of on your planet. As for me, I am Alpha 350, ship computer and the premiere model in artificial intelligence. You may call me Alphie. I can provide you with food, clothing, toiletries, as well as answer some questions you may have on your new life." Great, a computer. Hopefully this one doesn't go psycho like the one in that sci-fi book. "Okay, I have a question for you. Why me?"

Of course, off to duty Shazia I smiled exiting the room, this is what my life is this is what I do, this is what I am. An agent of ISI Shazia khan "Shazia" I stopped in my tracks at the familiar voice

It was like she was seeing everyone for what they truly were. “At heart, Sia is still a child.” Strahovsky added. “Do what you want with that information.” That information was oddly specific and it meant nothing to me. The only creature I wanted to see as of now was none other than Saturn. “What do you know about magic?” I asked. “I am a scientist,” Strahovsky replied. “I work with the physical not the metaphysical.” “Which means that you have no idea how to cure Sia,” I stated.

He was a billionaire, a successor, and a fighter, but right now, he was a man guarding a fortress that was already being breached from the inside. "We aren't going to Silas," Alexander growled. "And we aren't going to the Committee. There’s a specialist in the Neutral Sector. An old neuro-engineer who worked for my mother before she died. If anyone can build a digital cage inside a human brain, it’s him."

He wore a heavy, reinforced version of the silver collar, and his eyes were covered by a sleek, black visor that fed data directly into his brain. "Who is that?" Kazi asked, his suit’s sensors spiked in alarm. "That’s not a human." "That is Subject One," Nyosi said, a hint of pride finally entering her voice. "He was the only survivor of the 2016 Starfall in the Mtwara region. His skin is denser than depleted uranium. He can walk through a hail of bullets as if they were raindrops. And unlike your 'New Dawn' friends, he is perfectly, beautifully obedient."