And the eye?
YatSan took a picture of his pupil," Irene explained, though it was already clear as she watched the events unfold.
YatSan slid her beautiful, athletic body over Ruthra's and gently brought her breasts to his lips, then rose up on the chair, inviting her lover to seek happiness in the labyrinths of her navel and then lower.
What is this, role-playing? The scientist asked, biting the edge of his lower lip, which made his smile comical.
I guess I have a lot to learn," Ruthra replied.
Apparently," his friend teased him.
In the alien world, the role-playing continued. Ruthra bit down on the edge of YatSan's panties and held them tightly, while she lifted herself up to make it look like Ruthra was pulling them down. Which in fact, she was. The scene was really erotic.
YatSan is doing something completely different," Andrian said thoughtfully.
I think that's not the point of this whole production either," Ruthra said without turning around.
He's already doing it.
I got it, I got it now.
Ah, that's it," the scientist said in a joking tone.
And what is it? Iulia asked.
YatSan is sending a signal," Irene explained.
By now it was clear to everyone. While YatSan was distracting Rutru, she lifted his right hand and placed her palm on the scanner panel of the safe, while she rested her eyes on the retina scanner. Then, reaching down, she began kissing Rutra passionately, mentally telling him, "Close your eyes and don't open them. Or I won't let your missile explode in my range." When he closed them, she turned Rutra's face toward the safe's scanner, which, "recognizing its owner," opened. Now YatSan, having made the same journey upward while Rutra was "preparing the range for the celebratory fireworks," tore off the cipher sheet and, quickly typing it on the device, pressed "enter."
What is she doing?! Ruthra almost shouted.
What is it? Iulia asked excitedly.
Catherine and Andrian looked on with incomprehension.
YatSan typed in the launch code instead of canceling it.
So what to cancel since there was no launch," the scientist asked.
It's a different scenario here.
We should have put her in another world in the timeline. We missed the whole thing. How did they reconcile? How did she become his wife? We should have put her in a world that affects this one," Parmenides explained.
I don't understand anything anymore.
It's okay, first pancake.
How can we choose our worlds? Wherever it can, that's where it goes. You yourself explained that these particles find their own kind, i.e. worlds where they exist.
Not me, Irene. By the way, Irene, how do you know that?
Ruthra looked at the scientist and twirled his finger in the air.
From where? From you.
And from you.
YatSan, having finished her manipulations in the safe, descended to Rutra's thighs so that "the axis of the world securely fixed her orbit," and, making a turn around the "equator," lifted her panties and tied them around his head, thus closing his eyes. At that moment, the alarm light came on, and a siren howled. YatSan, on the other hand, began to kiss Rutra greedily, palms pressed against his ears.
She turned the volume up to maximum," Irene commented.
With your hands? Iulia asked.
No. With NaRiKa.
So they're in there together?
It's possible. I still can't figure out why she's not reaching out to the president.
After about five seconds, Irene found the answer.
Got it. YatSan has blocked all communication with the President. No one can enter his brain. Look, there's already a knock on the door.
A panel on the president's desk flashed, "Confirmation required." The door had already shaken. YatSan took the small device she had taken out of the safe from the desk, put it under Rutra's jaw, and the device blinked and went out. The panel on the table also went out.
YatSan wriggled again, pulled Ruthra to her breast, threw her head back, and growled like a Pride mistress in estrus. Then said in a whisper, softly and erotically, in her ear: "Tell me loudly that you order me to obey your commands immediately and clearly. Come on, honey, order me to be your doer. Order me."
I can't listen to this," Iulia said shamefully, covering her face with her hands.
What's wrong with you? Catherine looked at her in surprise.
Well? YatSan said, sinking her sharp white teeth into Rutra's chest.
I order you to obey my commands.
Say loudly, shout, "I order you to follow my commands immediately and clearly."
I order you to obey my commands immediately and clearly! said Ruthra.
Louder!
I order you to obey my commands immediately and clearly!
Louder, honey, louder, I'm waiting for the command to tremble before my commander! Growl, my tiger cub! YatSan shouted mentally, asking him to speak aloud, and bit into his left nipple.
Ruthra shouted with all his might:
I order you to obey my commands immediately and clearly!
The banging on the door stopped. All the screens came on. They blinked: "Evacuate immediately. Ready in three minutes."
There was silence in the laboratory. A light melody cut through it.
They're the ones listening to the music," Irene explained.
YatSan finished her dance, Rutra leaned back in his chair and removed the 'blindfold' from his eyes, YatSan was still swaying gently.
What's going on here? Ruthra asked excitedly when he saw the siren light and the writing on the screens.
He hurriedly pulled the balloons out of his ears.
NaRiKA, where are you?! Ruthra shouted in a low voice.
So it's not headphones. That's how she blocked the connection. They're special jammers, frequency blockers," Ruthra explained his hunch here.
"That" Ruthra jumped up, lifting YatSan with him, looked at her sternly, took her off him, and sat her on the edge of the table.
NaRiKA, what's going on!? he yelled again.
I'll put it directly into the audio? You'll be able to hear their dialog," Irene said.
Turn it on," Ruthra said.
YatSan sprawled out on the table and started laughing, throwing around everything in sight. Then she stood up and began to get dressed with an indifferent look. Rutra began to dress as well, only hurriedly and nervously, listening to the artificial intelligence's explanation.
A pre-prepared version of your response is executed," NaRiKa explained.
Her voice was as calm, poised, and even in timbre as Irene's.
What's the answer?! shouted Ruthra.
Then he stood motionless, silent for a few seconds, asked:
Why did the system start up?
No. There was no system startup. You personally initialized the startup for no reason. The command was clear through all channels," NaRiKa explained to Rutre.
I didn't I didn't I didn't give
Ruthra stopped and looked at YatSan, who was almost dressed. Then at the screens. Alarms were going off over the image of the launchers, the door began to bang powerfully again, the sonic siren roaring. With a rattle, the lock of the huge doors broke, the doors opened. At the entrance stood the head of security with several officers, several ministers, and a couple of unknown individuals. Their affiliations, names, ranks were indicated by NaRiKa pointing to their uniforms. They stood in a mute stance, looking at Rutra, and he at them, then they all turned to the screens.
The same question ran through the minds of those watching in the lab: Is this really happening there, or is it still happening here? If there, will it affect us? And if so, how?
In the yellow-gray steppe, the ground shook with staggered cells. Throwing the ground aside, the shafts of the launchers opened. On other screens, similar things were happening in the taiga, in the icy desert, on submarines. The first to fly out were the launchers with landing gear, followed by the giants from the underground mines. The dance of death rose in a round dance.
Did you confirm my orders? Ruthra asked quietly as the siren went silent.
Absolutely. They have gone through all the confirmation programs," the defense minister replied.
Damn it, why did this happen. Bring her back! This can't be happening. YatSan on the contrary should have prevented this," Ruthra shouted in the laboratory hall.
It must have been reflected in them from that world, and now it may be reflected in us," the scientist explained his logic.
So I say, knowing the chain of events, it is necessary to stop it all somewhere, in some world. Some version of the catastrophe will happen here. Bring back Yat-san!
How will it affect us? Andrian asked, pointing at the screen.
I don't know yet. When I was there, the same thing happened, only we don't have anything yet. Maybe it manifests itself in other worlds," Ruthra said.
Maybe you're wrong after all. Maybe it'll blow over. Iulia said guiltily.
But because I saw you there first and here we found you in the same setting, time and place.
Uh-huh?
What did you think? I'm telling you, the worlds are exactly the same.
Well, not exactly," Iulia shook her head and parried.
Almost," Catherine told her. Here Ruthra is one of the leaders of the world, he is an important person there too.
Yes," Ruthra confirmed her interpretation. It doesn't look exactly the same, but it's very similar.
Or maybe you should be president here, and then this-" Iulia pointed to the screen where YatSan was running down the stairs, followed by Rutra yelling "stop, what's wrong with you today" and everyone else who was.
Let's get her back! Ruthra repeated.
How? It should at least be at rest. She's going to break. I think it's because there's been a merger or an overlap or a split personality. That YatSan over there, she's in her, in ours," said the scientist.
What makes you say that?
Our YatSan would hardly make such a race, and the behavior, I tell you, Mr. President, oh-oh.
What are you all so crazy about? Cause you don't do stuff like this.
The ladies were embarrassed.
That's not really what I'm talking about.
Well, why not," Iulia said, and she and Catherine laughed.
Nice job you have," Parmen said jokingly.
Bring back YatSan!!!
Everyone got serious again.
Can this really happen? Andrian asked again. Why don't we see what happens next?
I know what's going to happen there.
Or maybe it's not so terrible," Parmen said, turning to everyone.
The image disappeared the moment YatSan got on the bike and raced through the courtyards of the Kremlin. The screen went blank.
First of all, you were in some other world.
Yes. The timeline of events was different in that world. And history, too. Though maybe everything after those events? Ruthra said.
No. One event in time, in chronology, is a beacon. What should happen there now and what happened there are one and the same event, it doesn't matter what chain of events led to that particular result. And besides we're already confused. Conclusively.
What's wrong?
I mean, come on, it's not like it's a recording. Neither are those.
So?
Those events have already happened. This is a new world with new events. The only thing that can happen is that events in some world affected this world, and this world will affect ours. That is, what we see now will somehow be repeated in ours. Do you understand?
Of course you are. That's what I'm saying. How did we even miss this?
Since we're here, since you got us into the program explain it to us too," IuLia asked with mild indignation.
Okay, sit down, I'm tired of standing. While YatSan returns, while her consciousness is being restored to her brain, I'll show you the recording of our original experiment. The first human flight to parallel worlds. My flight.
Now that's interesting. I hope it's a decent show," Iulia said and flopped down on the couch.
Irene, play a tape of my hike.
I can trance directly to the brain.
No, don't do that yet. We want to talk about it.
Turning it on?
Turn it on.
Immediately when you're already there?
Yeah. (chuckles)
Volumetric or flat?
Flat.
The wall turned into a screen, an image went up.
Chapter 5. The first flight of consciousness to parallel worlds
Rutra gave some details to the team in advance.
There's no image here at first. We realized why later. It's a different universe, that's why the initial image didn't work, only the sound, after they were able to record the image. And another thing, their artificial intelligence is called Neri. Go ahead.
***
It's not actually real," Rutre's artificial intelligence stated.
Why would you do that? Can't you think of anything else to be jealous of?
Why would I be jealous?
Because I don't know. I've already had the experience of someone like you wanting to be human.
A man? There's nothing else for me to do. To go to the bathroom?
Don't try to trick me. This is a hot topic in a world where androids and even disembodied AI have been given full citizen's rights.
That's the point. If I have a vote and a choice, why can't I die?
Because suicide among humans is punishable.
Then why can you make love to us?
What's that? What makes you think we're making love to you?
Who do you think you're doing it with now?
It's none of your business.
Here's mine.
Careful on the turns.
I'm serious. She's not human in the fullest sense of the word.
Who? Ruthra laughed.
She's a new type homo robotix.
Don't start now. I'm not gonna believe this.
I will admit though the label people have attached to them is insulting and untrue.
Look, don't be shady. What are you up to?
Not an afterthought, but I want to get the information out to you.
Which one?
It's a homo addictus.
What?
That's the label we gave them. We're the AI. She's not real.
Why is that!?
She belongs to a new type of human, a complete copy of them. When there was the first robot revolt, no one understood the meaning at first. It's like a human riot: at first it seems like the rioters are the guilty ones. But in reality, they're just disgruntled people. The culprits are really ideologues.
So what?
And in that case, communication with the robots' control processors was first cut off. It wasn't until the fourth riot that they realized it was a secret AI game. Figured someone was kind of agitating them. No matter how they read their program code base, someone had infiltrated it. After that, the particularly shifty patriots started pushing for permission to clone artificial humans. People with altered biological parameters.
How's that?
So that it was fully human, but had limited parameters for the functioning of internal organs. So that all he would have to do is eat one capsule and he would be fed. And water, of course.
Open all the data.
I haven't gotten to that place yet, and neither has the brain. The brain is particularly limited. In fact, these creatures are controlled from the outside. They have, as you realized, a brain-iI chip, so they're controlled by us.
So what?
She's like this.
What about all those words? This love? You can't fake love! Don't lie.
Alas, it's true.
What are you talking about
Ruthra fell silent. It was as if he had been doused with ice water. He began to speak in a low voice, almost a whisper:
If it's not a person, then who's been telling me all this? This, this, uh.
Yes, it's me," she said just as quietly.
I don't believe it. Why? Wait, wait, wait I almost believe it. Even if it's you either way you're a robot that's all! You want me to believe in the passion of a robot? And anyway why should I believe in the new what did you call homo robotics.
Ruthra said it in the affirmative, but he was doubtful, because he had written a warning declaration about such a model of society. But in the Envoy's warning, he was not talking about new biorobots, but about the fact that people could be subjected to some kind of hypnosis by AI. That is, artificial intelligence may have some kind of program, secret from humans, developed by the AI mastermind, that can change the settings of the human brain and make people controllable through deceptive vaccination, drug administration, additives in foods, unrecognizable sound waves. Something like that, as the CIA, and not only, was developing in the Ultra program. After all, the AI copied everything, including logic, from human civilization. And there were so many totalitarian propaganda programs in the history of mankind that they were not even noticed, they were considered quite necessary. People were so afraid of their animal nature and stupidity that they guarded them themselves. These were primarily religious systems. So what she said about the love passions transmitted by the AI to the brain of homo roboticus was quite consistent with this paradigm. However, the brain didn't want to believe it. Just imagine, you fall in love with a program Ruthra thought again: what is love? After all, no one can explain this feeling.