Wang De stared at the hair in the evidence bag, narrowing his eyes.
Chen Zhao spoke up. "I heard that several teams in the base are researching rapid artificial organs for medical transplants."
"That's right." Wang De nodded. Chen Zhao was fully authorized to know about this. "Artificial hearts and artificial livers have already been perfected. One can be made in five days, and once implanted, there won't be any rejection. Just like the original. We're conducting the final tests."
"Can the age of the organs being made be controlled? A child's organs are ultimately different from an adult's," Chen Zhao asked.
"They can be controlled to within one year. With some effort, within three months," Wang De replied.
"If all we have is a strand of hair, can artificial organs still be made?" Chen Zhao asked.
"It's a little difficult, but it can be done," Wang De said with certainty.
"What if—just what if." Chen Zhao paused. "Using a few strands of hair, all of a person's organs were made. Could they be assembled into an identical person?"
Wang De fell silent for two seconds, then narrowed his eyes again. "I don't know. Current technology can't achieve that yet."
"Why are you asking?" Wang De squinted at Chen Zhao.
"I read a science fiction novel and suddenly became interested in clones. It was about a female entrepreneur who ran a cloning company. She kept killing her husband, skinning him, washing the skin clean, and hanging it in the basement. Then she kept cloning her husband, killing him again after they had their fun. One time, her 601st cloned husband couldn't resist his curiosity and took a look in the basement. He found it full of human skins identical to his own." Chen Zhao smiled. "So I wanted to know