Paradice

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Crake invites Jimmy (now Snowman) into his private office within the Paradice compound. The office is filled with odd gadgets, a minibar, and a painting of an eggplant on an orange plate. Crake speaks in cryptic, philosophical snippets and hints at a larger secret. He leads Jimmy to a one‑way mirror that offers a view of the central hub of Paradice: a massive bubble‑dome with a projected sky, fake moon, and artificial rain.

Through the mirror Jimmy sees the Crakers—naked, genetically engineered humans of every skin colour, flawless and self‑unaware. Crake calls them “floor models,” the finished product of seven years of proteome analysis, inter‑species gene splicing, and rapid‑growth factor engineering. The embryos were altered (source undisclosed); the Crakers now reproduce themselves, grow to age thirty and then die instantly without illness or knowledge of their fate. Immortality for Crake means eliminating the foreknowledge of death.

Crake explains the commercial vision: the Paradice Project will let buyers customize babies with any desired physical, mental, or spiritual traits, achieving 99 % accuracy. Built‑in traits already include UV‑resistant skin, insect‑repellent qualities, ability to digest unrefined plant matter, innate microbial immunity, and a self‑recycling excrement system. By rewiring the brain, the Crakers lack racism (“pseudospeciation”), hierarchy, territoriality, and the drive to build houses, tools, weapons, or clothing. They eat only leaves, grass, roots and occasional berries, come into heat on a fixed schedule, have no family structures, and lack humor because “malice” was removed. Crake contrasts this with the BlyssPluss Pill, calling the pill a crude interim while Paradice is the long‑term solution.

Jimmy asks whether the Crakers are robots, can speak, or tell jokes. Crake confirms speech but says jokes require malice and are therefore absent. He reassures Jimmy that the Crakers will not know they are programmed to die at thirty because none have died yet.

Crake then assigns Jimmy a personal suite inside the dome. The suite is immaculate: extra shirts, underwear, an electric toothbrush, climate control set to his preferred temperature, and a gourmet snack (melon, prosciutto, French brie) on a dining‑room table—luxuries Jimmy has never experienced. The staff (the MaddAddamite contingent) remain locked inside the complex until the product can be marketed publicly, with strict silence vows and internal email only.

The chapter ends with Jimmy settling into his new, overly curated living space, foreshadowing his role as the public face for advertising the Paradice human‑customization venture.