The loneliness of a sprinter

I am just a man born for sprinting. From the day I was born, my sprinting destiny was already decided, there is no doubt about it.

My parents were Olympic 100-meter sprint champions.

However, I never met them.

My father was an athlete of the era long before I was born. However, the world record he set has still not been broken.

My mother was an athlete who was very active in the sports world several years before I was born. It is said that she died tragically just after her heyday.

However, scientists managed to remove the surviving eggs from my mother's body and deposit them in an "egg bank" as the property of the government. Soon after, the genetic computer management system sent out a "ready to combine" message that "a perfect match of sperm and egg was available".

In other words, the computer calculated the genetic data of the father's sperm, which had been kept frozen, and the mother's egg, which had been registered recently, and came to the following conclusion - a baby with the best qualities for the 100-meter run could be conceived.

In order to be able to create the best performance in the 100 meters, the computer conducted tens of thousands of data simulations on ideal human conditions. For example, the optimal foot length, shoulder width, muscle composition and structure, dynamic vision, etc., and finally identified exactly what genetic characteristics of the human race would satisfy these conditions.

This ideal combination of genes was finally achieved at the Data and Information Center.

In compliance with the Law for the Protection of Sports Genes, the government decided to immediately artificially inseminate the child, which was then conceived and produced by a designated woman.

Since then, I have been raised in a national facility. To this day, everything from my nutritional intake, excretion, and life cycle is under computer control.

I am a super athlete born under the state's athletic policy and am flawless in sprinting.

My peak physical fitness coincided with the next Olympic Games.

Of course, I am not the only one who was born and grew up like the aforementioned, and there are many such athletes participating in this Olympics. For example, basketball players who are three meters tall, undifferentiated level wrestlers who weigh three hundred kilograms, or swimmers whose feet are as huge and flat as fish fins. They are all, like me, test-tube babies bred through genetic calculation. In the Olympic Village, one is often surprised by encounters with people in strange forms. The Olympic Games are about to become a Superman convention.

However, among such athletes, there is one person who stands out.

His dress is very strange: the whole body wrapped in a black cape, head is also covered with a hood, only showing two eyes.

He was often with a coach-like person, and never came to the cafeteria to eat with everyone, or to joke and chat or whatever. I saw him from time to time in the corridor or in the courtyard, but what was puzzling was that he always held the coach's shoulders and walked staggeringly.

He was said to be a sprinter from a small East Asian country, but strangely enough, he had never been to the training ground. I thought, "Is he seriously ill that he can't even walk? If so, why didn't he go to the hospital instead of staying in the Olympic Village at leisure?

Once, I finally couldn't help asking him, "Is there something wrong with your leg?"

"No......" his coach replied with a smile, "Please don't be too concerned. Because he is a clone, his body form is a bit changed."

He didn't say anything himself, but just glanced at me with his glittering eyes under that black hood.

The form of the body?

Indeed, there are clones who have abnormal body changes due to different combinations of genes and can make a big difference in the race. For example: there are swimmers who can be as free as a fish in the water and cannot stand up straight when on land.

However, he is a sprinter like me, but why this strange look? Can a body that seems to be losing the ability to walk run fast? Moreover, he also covered up his whole body ...... What kind of race is he descended from?

The opportunity to solve the mystery has finally come.

It was the 100-meter run qualifier. I was in the same group as him, and the track was next to each other. As usual, he was supported by the coach to stagger to the starting line, set up a starting position.

The starting gun went off.

The crowd was abuzz with excitement. I ran as hard as I could, not yet knowing the reason for the frenzy. But soon, his figure suddenly appeared in front of me diagonally.

What an amazing speed! In the blink of an eye, I was left far behind.

Huh? He was running on his hands and knees like an animal!

I couldn't believe my eyes, and my brain seemed to go numb. That's when I suddenly noticed something peeking out of the back of his sweatpants.

It was a tail!