Lillian glared at the two large men and blurted out: “Mr. Blake, maybe we should get out of here. What else do you want us to see?”

“You can come to my house and have a look.” Joe suggested.

“Yes, why don’t you go.” I said weakly.

Joe was so enthusiastic that he didn’t catch my sarcasm. That’s fine too.

The captain turned to Felicity: “Mrs. Blake, I apologize to you on behalf of my people. Please forgive them. There is no doubt that they were fascinated by your beauty.…

What a smart woman. She knew not to be an enemy of Felicity. What a smart woman.

After coming out of my house, everyone stood under the moonlight. I began to explain our lives to these strangers from an alien planet.

“My ancestors were trapped here. The Sam Houston failed to get up, and an unexpected sunspot jammed the communications system. All the women, wives and daughters, were dead. Decades, maybe centuries. We can’t expect anyone from the headquarters to come here. The men live alone, and according to the laws of nature, they will eventually die.

“Think about it, Captain, Doctor. Before these men came to this planet, they were told that they could not count on help from others, that they had to build their own civilization and could not rely on outside help; that they could live without women . , let alone leave any heirs; their civilization will destroy itself.”

“But they did not perish,” the captain interjected. “Zana Davison left them a way to survive.”

“Yes,” I said, “I’ve read all his notes and papers. He considered asexual reproduction, but that would create an entirely male society, and that society would never be complete. Davison was not He is a male chauvinist, and he feels strongly that if we do not inject femininity, our civilization on Planet Warner will perish.”

“So, he began to study the only source of women – animals. Captain, you have to understand, that was his only option. He spent twenty years doing experiments, transplants, surgeries, Cultivation. The headquarters did not expect that he could live for twenty years. The first-generation model was ugly and far from human. However, as he continued to experiment, the models became closer to humanoids each generation.”

I hesitated for a moment, worried whether they would understand me. After all, I grew up with these ideas and I know our history. But can these outsiders understand?

“The first generation of prototypes played an important role. They convinced the men in Werner that Davison’s experiment would succeed. The prototypes developed by Davison in the last few years were adopted. This time, they were a good fit for us. The taste is almost acceptable.…

“Almost?” asked the captain.

“Felicity is the product of several generations of combining human and animal genes. With each generation, the model produced is closer to Davison ‘s dream of a ‘pure human woman’. We will never be able to By removing the animal blood from the body , Davidson believes that human blood will dominate and animal blood will be greatly reduced. Furthermore, he also believes that the preserved animal blood can make our women better. It is possible for us to reach that state.” I paused and remembered that we were going to Qiao’s house next, so I added, “But, I think we are still a little far away.”

“In addition to cats, does Davison use other species?” Doctor.

I said: “There are several more. When you get to Qiao’s house, you will see another genetic sample of Dr. Davison.”

“Why didn’t he just focus on one species, say the ape?” asked the captain.

“We did not bring apes to Warner,” I said. Moreover, Dr. Davison was concerned that one animal could not contain all the female . He believed that a wide variety of animals would increase his chances of success. Opportunity. He could not guarantee that the experiment on any one animal would be successful. If it was not successful, he would not have time to experiment on the second animal. Therefore, he experimented on many animals at the same time. Then, he could not Animals that produce results acceptable to humans are eliminated.

“You haven’t asked what happened to the men on Planet Werner.”

I smiled and remained silent for a moment, letting our visitor guess for himself.

“The entire crew of the Sam Houston, the first citizens of Planet Werner, died long ago. Fortunately, the boys born to our animal wives showed no signs of humanity . Weakened. This is what Davison is most worried about. If these boys are the product of hybridization between humans and animals, their humanity will be weakened. Then, Davison’s society will not move towards perfection, or If we develop in a more humane direction, we will not be what we are today. In other words, we will become a low-level race.”

“If there was even a slight possibility of that, Davidson would never create women for us. In any case, Warner’s men are purebred men. Our blood is dominant and we will not accept the blood of animals. I’ve read all of Davison’s notes on the subject, as well as several generations of observations over the past hundred years. Would you like to see them?”

I was talking to the doctor, but I didn’t dare to look at him. I tried to keep my voice calm, but I wasn’t sure I was successful.

“Maybe later,” the doctor replied. “Before that, I want to see your woman’s medical report.”

“Of course,” I said, “but first, we want you to see other women again.”

As we were walking down the street toward Joe McNutt’s house, I happened to look back and saw Felicity follow us to the porch and wrap her body doorpost. The two big men looked back at her every three steps.

I heard one of them say, “Crazy cat in heat .”

“It’s cute kitty,” said another, and they laughed.

I think I will never forget that laughter, malicious, full of arrogance and ridicule. It reminded me of the Moon Bridge. I looked up to look for them and found that the two moons were far apart.

Lillian gave them a sharp look, and they fell silent, but they still snickered from time to time.

Joe entered the house first. He led Clara into the bedroom, locked the door, and let us in. We heard Clara moving around inside, occasionally banging the door symbolically as if she was trying to break out .

Joe and Sam were busy rearranging the furniture in the living room. In the past, I would not hesitate to help them, but now, I can never forget the evil laugh of the big man and the strong back of the captain. I suddenly felt very embarrassed and wanted to withdraw from this ceremony.

They moved tables, moved chairs, and moved pictures from one wall to another. They rearranged the plates and moved the sofa slightly to the right.

“Are you ready?” Sam asked.

“Okay.” Joe nodded, unlocked the bedroom door, and let Clara come out.

Clara hurried from the bedroom into the living room and froze. Her eyes were wide open, she looked around, and stood huddled .

Clara was not a very attractive woman. She stood there transfixed, her neck and nose appearing longer than I remembered. Her hair was tied back in an inelegant way, and she wore a pair of long-sighted glasses. She wore an old dress and a large apron. She stretched her neck and kept nodding, but her body didn’t move.

Clara’s children came out, three of them in total, curious about the commotion

She screamed , “Children! Children!”

She gathered them all into a corner.

“Clara,” said Joe, “it’s okay, it’s okay, come meet our guest.”

He looked at us with pleading eyes.

Sam interjected, “Yes, Clara, it’s so good to see you.”

He hinted at us with his gestures, and Lillian immediately understood what he meant.

“Clara, it’s nice to see you,” she said.

The two burly men smiled and nodded at Clara, but she didn’t even look at them. They exchanged a look, and one of them said, “Bird.” I didn’t like either of them.

Clara was busy as hostess. She guided everyone to their seats and mobilized her children to help her. She quickly set out tothe cheese . When our conversation stalled, she would tell some funny stories to liven up the atmosphere and ask a few questions to keep the conversation going. She knows which two people are most suitable to talk to together. She is good at observing people’s emotions and understands everyone’s different interests. Under her coordination, everyone laughed and chatted lively. She took my place as the main character, and I was happy with that. I thought Clara was going to make a fool of us, and I was mortified by the thought.

While Clara was going out, Yamagush whispered: “I don’t understand why we have to move the furniture.”

“Clara is a bit of a regionalist,” Joe asked. “If you don’t rearrange the furniture, she’ll think you’re invading her territory.”

“It’s unbelievable,” Yamagush said. “So you locked her in another room and let us in and rearranged the furniture.”

“That’s right,” Joe nodded, “this way, when she comes out of the bedroom, she will feel like an intruder, as if she has invaded your territory, so she has to be friendly.”

“Attentiveness?” Yamagush said.

“Well, I don’t know,” he said hesitantly, “I’d rather call it ‘friendly'”.

“Well,” echoed Yamagush, “I guess I like the word ‘friendly’ too.”

“Does she have any other… unusual characteristics?” Lillian asked.

“There’s a lot more,” Joe answered. “You see, Clara is an intuitive person. She does things based on her gut because it works. She does things without thinking, just putting her head down. Some people don’t like Clara. Humanoid” (he looked at me as he said this). “Some people think they can’t be loving and considerate of others. Some people think their actions are instinctive and repetitive.”

Joe stopped, shook his head, and continued: “I admit that people like Clara do sometimes do weird things. But today everyone has seen what she did, and she can make you feel like you are back to yourself. Just like her family. And the way she takes care of her children. Maybe, in your eyes, she is not the most beautiful. Maybe, she is not so heart-warming, but so what!” At this point, Qiao burst into tears. Clenching his fists, “If you pay a little more attention and pinpoint her characteristics, you will find that she is stronger than everyone else!”

“I’d choose Clara to sleep with me over your pretty Chloë any day , Sam. God! She’s so timid, it’s such a turn-off! I don’t care how pretty she is, Sam. If you can’t…” At this time, Joe looked at me sullenly and said, “Besides, Clara will definitely not kill her own children.”

Those words nearly killed me. There was silence in the room and I felt ashamed. I closed my eyes and after a moment, I calmed down.

“That’s not Felicity’s fault,” I said. “It was an accident. It was my fault.”

But Joe wouldn’t listen to me at all. Clara came back and was standing trembling . Her eyes widened and she glared at us. The arms at her sides are slightly arched upward. She was shaking .

“Uh…you’d better get out of here,” Joe suggested.

Clara walked up to Sam and slapped Sam hard on the shoulder. Then she clumsily rushed up to two large men and started slapping them. She was so angry that her hair stood on end .

“Clara!” Joe shouted, “Okay, you all go away.”

“What happened?” Yamakesh and others ran over and asked, “What happened?”

“She senses that we’re not being friendly to her and Joe, and she’s defending what’s hers,” I said, pushing the doctor out the door.

I was the last one to leave. I turned to Clara and Joe before I stepped through the door and closed it behind me. They were both trembling.

“I will never let you treat me like this again!” I gritted my teeth and said to him, “I am a human being, your mayor and friend. I will never allow you to treat me like this! Understand!”

They were trembling and nodding. I turned around and slammed the door.

“It’s very late. Maybe you would like to go back to the spacecraft.” I caught up with Sam and the guests and said.

“We’d like to see your records, if possible,” Yamagush said, glancing at the captain.