《科幻極短篇》 台灣Ｙ郎 ‧黃海 ‧
20008年的七夕之夜，台灣 的高樓天空雷射廣告映現著一個俊美裸體男士與情人的激情相擁的畫面，吸引無數好奇女人引頸觀望，觸發萬千女人的激情渴望，一如織女與情郎難得的一會。標題正是「台灣Ｙ郎等著你」。（這個時代，Ｙ字念成「歪」、「愛」、「阿」，隨人怎麼念，各異其趣，悉聽尊便。）
我這個二十六歲的青春玉女才接任台灣機器人公司總裁，就做了這個創意廣告。天空中健美帥氣的男性彷彿成了全人類的救主，所有女人熱烈期待的「牛郎」。
這時，天下男人已經絕蹟了，廣告帶來女人的興奮是必然的。
由於主宰生育男性的Ｙ染色體從地球上消失；應驗了二十一世紀科學家的預言：「有一天，地球將成為清一色的女人世界」。奶奶告訴我，雖然是人類物種的不幸，卻是人類文明的轉捩點。當殺戮、暴力等人格特性確認是由男性Y染色體上的基因所控制，Y染色體的消失，是禍未必不是福；地球將變成一個沒有戰爭、只有嬌媚的世界，遍地百花，朵朵香艷。
我是我媽媽的複製人，長得跟媽媽一模一樣，媽媽也跟祖母一模一樣。老媽告訴我一個家傳的祕密：
早在三百年前，我的曾曾曾…祖母就意識到人類男性即將絕種的危機，而大量蒐集儲存有成就的男性精子，將它祕密儲存在攝氏零下196度的液體氮中，希望到時奇貨可居，拿來派上用場，也為我們台灣人在世界上揚眉吐氣。
「現在台灣Y郎正式出場了！」
所謂台灣Y郎，正是先進的似人機器人配上絕佳的精子，可以讓女人受孕生出男人，也可以貨真價實的做愛，滿足怨女的需求，而台灣Y郎品種，包括了二十世紀以後的諾貝爾獎得獎人及提名人、總統、体育健將、頂尖的醫學專家和科學家…都是台灣的男性菁英。當然，配備了生物學上最重要的Ｙ染色體。
台灣的電子業曾經風光一世，現在就靠了台灣Y郎再度稱霸世界，甚至可以藉著它統治世界。
「愛郎，你不累嗎？」這個一夜七次郎，確實好用，讓我筯疲力盡。
「保證生男孩。」台灣Y郎說。
我眼花耳鳴，迷糊地從床上坐起，找到蕾絲內褲，正套上大腿，發現從內褲掉出一個男人的蛋蛋，這應是已經用光了的精蟲子彈彈殼吧。
我終於生了一個男孩，他的老爸是一萬八千年前的台灣漢子。（完）
http://tw.movie.yahoo.com/mstory.html?t=movie&id=1184 《絕地再生》，影片介紹
註：有關生物科技的電影，威爾斯的《莫洛博士島》是有名的作品，近期改編為《攔截人魔島》，也算不錯。另一部《 絕地再生》，曲折離奇，場面浩大，講的是利用複製人的器官，供給原來的本尊移植之用，複製人發覺情況有異，展開了逃亡之旅。但生物科技的進展，已不需要「 殺人」，取用複製人的器官做為移植之用，本片空有娛樂價值，卻是無效的科幻作品。原因是科學趕上了科幻。倪匡的《後備》，也是同樣的點子，同樣的科幻思維寫作。
Taiwan Y-Boy Hai Hwang 黃海
On the seventh evening of July, 20005, a laser billboard atop Taiwan’s skyscrapers displayed a nude, handsome man passionately embracing his lover, attracting the curious stares of numerous woman, stirring the burning desires within them. It is like the once-a-year rendezvous of the two lovers in the Chinese legend “The Cowherd and the Weaving Maid.” And the title happens to be “Taiwan Y-Boy is Waiting for You” (in this era, the Y is pronounced as /wai/ or /ah/ or whatever, however one pleases, each varying widely in meaning).
I, a fair young lady of 26, have just taken over as the president of the Taiwan Robotics Company and made this creative advertisement. It’s as if the cool, muscular guy in the sky had become the Messiah of the human race, the “Cowherd” all women so eagerly long for.
Now all the men on earth are extinct, and the advertisement was bound to excite women.
The Y chromosome which dominated the generating of males had vanished, proving true the prediction of the 21st century scientists, “The earth will one day become a women’s world.” Although this is unfortunate for the human species, my grandmother told me, it is a turning point for the human civilization. When personality traits such as slaughtering and violence were identified to be controlled by genes on the Y chromosome, the disappearance of it is a disaster, but not necessarily a misfortune: the earth will be a warless, charming world, with flowers blooming as far as the eye can see, each one fragrant as can be.
I am the clone of my mother, an exact resemblance, and she my grandma. Ma once told me a family secret:
Three hundred years ago, my great-great-great…grandma was already aware of this crisis, the extinction of the male race. In great quantities she collected the sperms of successful males, secretly storing them in liquid nitrogen 196 degrees below Celsius. She hoped they were worth hoarding, be useful someday, as well as bring Taiwan world pride and elation.
“And now, here comes Taiwan Y-Boy!”
The so-called Taiwan Y-Boy is a cutting edge, human-like robot equipped with the finest sperms. It allows women to conceive and give birth to boys, and it also allows them to truly make love, satisfying the needs of girls pining for pleasure. The types of Taiwan Y-Boy include Nobel Prize winners and nominators, presidents, top-notch athletes, first-rate medical professionals and scientists…all eminent Taiwan male figures after the 20th century. And of course, they are all supplied with the Y chromosome which is of foremost importance in biology.
The electronics industry had once bathed in glory, and now it’s up to Taiwan Y-Boy to dominate—even rule—the world once more.
“Y-Boy, my lover, aren’t you tired?” This seven-times-a-night boy was indeed good to use, leaving me exhausted.
“I guarantee you will have a boy,” said Taiwan Y-Boy.
My eyes blurred and there was a ringing in my ears. I sat up in a daze and reached for my lace underpants. Pulling it up my thighs, I saw a man’s testicle which had fallen out—probably the cartridge of a used-up sperm bullet.
I eventually gave birth to a boy, his father a Taiwanese living eighteen thousand years ago.
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