Ella's soon had been different from what Jon understood.
This time however it didn't keep Jon waiting too long.
Jon was also in a bit of a trance when he saw the time when he woke up again from his hibernation, as only five years had passed now.
"Is it confirmed to have been made?"
The units from the previous decades could be very small.
Ella, dressed in a white lab coat, pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her own nose.
"Of course."
"After all the information I've learned from the Earth Age Internet, I'm just short on practice when it comes to biology."
"I've already conducted research using 1,838 samples of the Hundred Eyes, and while that's not a large number, it's enough information to gather."
"The improved Anka-25 agent will be used as the main gene improvement drug, while it needs to be supplemented with other means, and after 12 courses of treatment, it will change the human body's most basic hematopoietic stem cells, realizing that the human body creates new cells on its own, and completing the genetic blood replacement of the whole body."
Anka, in Earth's ancient Egypt meant life.
It is what ancient mankind aspired to.
It is also what is to be realized today.
A name that seemed to link the ancient and the modern.
But Jon noticed one piece of information.
Whole body gene replacement.
He knew that small changes in genes could create another species.
For example, on Earth, mice and humans were over 95% genetically similar, and humans were over 40% genetically similar to a random street tree.
Even a thousandth of a millionth of a percent difference in genes can create reproductive isolation.
If he formed a reproductive isolation with an ordinary human, would he still be considered a human?
This idea had actually occurred to him a long time ago, even when he was on Earth.
It was just that he had not thought about it in depth.
Because genetic modification or genetic programming was a far-fetched thing for all humans in that era.
And now that things were in front of him, he actually had an answer in his mind a long time ago.
Now that he was the only one in the human race, human civilization should be continued by him, and he shouldn't hold on to old-fashioned thoughts.
Of course, it couldn't be held at all.
"Then is there any other way to preserve human genes?"
"When biotechnology is at the top of its game, it should be possible to grow complete embryos with a human's own cells, right?"
Ella nodded.
"That's right."
"In fact Earth has been consistently advancing this technology since 2010, with similar experiments already completed in 2023."
"By the time we reached 2037, the research was approaching the maturity of the test mouse stage."
"If I had to grow humans from human cells, then I could do it now."
Jon, as someone who didn't know much about biotechnology, heard this, and he didn't realize that it turned out to be easier than he thought to try to achieve this means.
"That means I can totally recreate humans now?"
Ella explained.
"Actually Jon you can think of the technology as a cloning technique."
"Cloning technology has been moving forward since 1996 when Dolly the cloned sheep was born."
"Although it's a taboo in terms of human ethics, if Jon you've ever owned a pet, you should know that cloning technology is widely used in the pet field."
"For example, if a person's beloved pet dies, then he can clone his beloved pet in the hospital and get an almost identical pet, and it only costs a few hundred thousand dollars."
"And reproducing humans is of course a bit more difficult than cloning, requiring unusual cells to be grown into sperm and eggs."
"But the difficulty of the technique itself is extremely limited, since all the cells in a person start out as a combination of sperm and egg dividing, and there is nothing biologically specific about them."
In short.
Just very easy.
Jon took a deep breath.
"Let's leave some human genes behind, then, in order to recreate humans afterward."
It wasn't long after he'd finished speaking that the door to the cab was opened, and in from the outside came a - naked?
"What's this?"
Jon frowned at the sight of the thing.
"If we are to recreate humans, we need to grow sperm and eggs from cells."
"Since you yourself, Jon, have one of these, why don't you just take it?"
"This is a silicone robot I built just for you, it will help you collect them."
"It's also to revive the human race."
Ella was very serious, as if this was a heavy duty.
But Jon refused outright.
"Forget it, I'll collect it myself afterward."
Although the robot was almost indistinguishable from an ordinary human, he still wasn't used to this.
After saying these words, Jon actually felt a faintly undetectable regret appear on the face of Ella's virtual paper figure.
I wondered if it was his own illusion.
The most crucial point was that it shouldn't have been possible for the robot to be produced so quickly, only perhaps it had been prepared for.
"Alright then Jon."
"Please make sure you finish the collection quickly."
"Your genetic modification surgery is ready, each session is 1 month, 12 sessions is exactly one year."
"During this period, you can't hibernate, you can't move, you can only lie on the hospital bed."
"But don't worry, I've automatically generated a large number of novels and movies for you, the only unfortunate part is that you can't eat gourmet food anymore, instead, you'll have nutrient solution instead."
This was torture for Jon.
The taste of the nutrient solution, even if it was made into juice or cola, would make you want to vomit if you drank too much of it.
Still, when it came to longevity and not being able to eat for a year, Jon chose the former.
After he did what Ella said earlier about getting ready, he headed to the Hope's test area.
He hadn't even been here a couple times.
Unlike the rest of the area, which had rich colors and light and darkness, this place was white as soon as he entered.
The light was white, the walls were white, the floor was white, and even the robots that came and went here were white.
Even the robots that came and went here were white, so white that even the slightest bit of dust that entered this place would appear unusually abrupt.
Through the glass, Jon saw his operating table.
It was very huge.
There were more than twenty robotic arms hanging above the operating table, and they looked a bit hideous and scary as they divided up the various medical instruments.
"Don't worry Jon, these robots have been tested with thousands of Hundred Eyes, absolute precision is guaranteed."
Ella's holographic projection had been leading the way ahead of Jon.
It was bouncing around in a very joyful manner.
But Jon was not joyful.
Humans seemed to fear surgery from deep within their genes.
But he was not a pretentious person who had to hesitate for half a day to do things.
He put on a white suit even under Ella's arrangement, and then lay down on that operating table.
When a needle pierced into his artery, his consciousness gradually became blurry.