The People in the Copied City

“I'm investigating that. From what I witnessed, this whole neighborhood appeared here in seconds. It may have been spatially copied, or it may have been transferred.” The crowd erupted. “Copied? Are you calling us fake?” “Tianheng is experimenting on people!” Someone grabbed Lu Yao's collar. Han Zheng blocked the hand with his axe shaft, but did not defend him. “You have ten minutes to prove you didn't kidnap us.” Stability fell to seven percent. Lu Yao activated Domain Vision. The neighborhood became a translucent model in his mind. Water was running, gas was disconnected, and electricity came through a temporary bus tied impossibly into the factory. More than four thousand lights represented residents. One shone gold beneath the red umbrella.