Dzyy … Dzyy … Dzyy …
The annoying humming of the alarm clock in Frank’s brain brought him out of the land of dreams.
“I fell asleep ?” – Frank asked, rubbing his eyes. – “How long ?”
“3 hours 15 minutes, the new box was delivered 5 minutes ago. 14 hours 55 minutes have elapsed since entering this cell”. – answered the cat monotonously.
“Apparently they will not be feeding according to the hotel’s schedule.” – Frank muttered, picking up the box, and proceeding to the meal on the bed. – “What is the progress with the study of the door?”
“Bad news, there is some kind of force field that prevents you from leaving the cell. The overseer has also been covered with a field that allows him to get in and out without any problems. With some of the nanobiobots that entered the first box of food, feedback is lost, apparently the field is blocking it, but I still get a signal that they are not destroyed.”
So there is no good news? – asked Frank, poking around in an unpresentable, but rather tasty gruel, the same as the first time.
“We are being fed,” the cat said. – “also visually we are in a solitary confinement cell opposite a table with 6 chairs, that is, we can assume the number of local guards. At the same time, the stone block, which is a door, weighs 3 tons in size, and the guard is able to move it himself, with the help of the some field surrounding him. This field greatly weakened in moment opening and closing “door”, and perhaps at his next visit, it will be possible to infect him with nanobiobots.
The field that blocks the entrance is analyzed by 11%, this is the maximum analysis that can be obtained visually, the contact repels the nanobiobots, this is all that we could find out. It is assumed from the analysis that the field is created by fluorescent strips glued over the outer entrance frame , the method of creation is not clear. The strips on the ceiling are analogous, and possibly serve a different purpose, presumably observation.Visually, a pattern is applied to the strips, which determines their function, when you zoom in and add light filters, you can notice this.
The cat was giving his report, in Frank’s pupils all sorts of symbols flashed, which are applied on fluorescent strips
“Requesting the delivery of nanobiobots to the ceiling, preferably not very suspicious.The most suitable method will be implemented in 5 … 4 … 3 … 2 … 1 …”
Suddenly, a spasm in Frank’s throat caused him to choke on his food and spray a jet at the ceiling.
Damn it, BLAC last time you yourself scolded me for spoiling this wholesome but not presentable food, so I eat it through force – Frank pleaded coughing.
The cat ignored Frank’s displeasure, and continued the analysis: “the stripes are made of paper, saturated with a substance, with a similar radiation of food, weak oxygen exhalation discovered. The structure is analyzed, the disintegration method is selected. If it is possible to deliver nanobiobots outside the door, with a prepared program, it will be possible to remove the force field that prevents the study of the premises outside the door.”
Oh, at least I won’t suffocate here, Frank joked grimly, noting that he had missed this detail earlier. – So can we escape pretty soon?
It is not recommended, we do not have accurate data on the size of this place, the total number of hostile personnel. Likewise, if you fail, you may be damaged and there is a chance that they may stop feeding you. Thorough preparation, exploration, evaluation are required.
Frank pondered, and suddenly he had an idea. Is there enough resource to create a hive outside of this room? With a pre-prepared program for the reproduction of biobots?
If their food is so rich in energy, and their bodies of artificial people, as well as natural ones, emit particles, and there is furniture, then in general there are a lot of additional materials outside the door.
For ordinary people, the problem is in energy costs for the production of an army of biobots, compensated by abundant nutrition, which usually yields materials for production. If we hide enough biobots with materials in the next box, when they fill it they will deliver it directly to a source where there is full of energy. And this is most likely a kitchen, where it will be full of different things that can serve as material for construction. Also, with the next portion of food, we will receive intelligence data, and about the progress of construction, and returning, we can transmit new instructions.
The idea is risky because they are not people, and you cannot know exactly how they organize it. But the likelihood is that there will be enough similarity.
Sending materials to build an entire hive is too dangerous given the incomplete replenishment of materials from this room. But enough can be sent so that the nanobiobots can extract the necessary materials from the outside. Assessment, insurance, programming completed. Twelve drops of blood, for discretion, I recommend distributing them along the edge at the bottom of the box.
Only twelve? You worry too much about my health, I am not even injured. How much do you need for a whole hive? Frank asked, running his finger along the corners of the box. The biobots, having freed themselves through the capillaries of the skin, placed blood around the edges, which made them visually undetectable.
This is with insurance, for 3 teams, in case of unforeseen difficulties. For a whole hive, we can’t smudge two fingers across the box without arousing suspicion. And even if a way is found, their absence will look suspicious.
Frank flinched, of course about 2 fingers, it was obvious sarcasm, because it is not very important where to get the material. But this quite clearly shows the amount of flesh that he will have to sacrifice. Thanks to the work of nanobiobots, pain and internal bleeding can be avoided, but the damage to the body will be significant.
After placing the box near the exit, Frank began to do a little warm-up to avoid muscle degradation from inactivity. He asked BLAC – “If the food is full of energy, then is there any point in improving the physical fitness of the body. In case you have to fight.”
The cat, stretching his back, made a note “If we even arrange artificial muscle stimulation, and perhaps we will bring you into the shape of a professional fighter within a month and even loading melee skills into memory, this still does not compensate for the lack of experience, and will not be effective, but at the basic level it would not be bad to do this.”
“Okay, then start downloading all the fighting skills you can find on the records and start strengthening my body” said Frank as he returned to the bed and stretched out as wide as possible and relaxed his body.
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Entering his cave, the boy, holding back the pain in his body, collapsed on a pile of hay in the corner, which had used as his bed for as long as he could remember. Silently crying about injustice, he tried to understand why, some people can do whatever they want, and some are prepared only for suffering.
Falling into a dream, he again saw a warlock, who made a drawing with blood inside a high-quality container for storing alchemical reagents, the boy saw similar in the Master’s room, but much worse. He tried to make out the actions of the warlock, forgetting that this was a dream, he tried to learn at least something that might allow him to protect himself.
After the warlock lay down on the bed, stretching all the limbs in the corners, and all of his flesh began to vibrate slightly. The boy was scared that suddenly the warlock would die, although he hated those who do what the warlock does, but this one did nothing wrong, only at first he showed horrible experiments in his dreams, but thanks to this, the boy was no longer so afraid of those experiments, what the Master was conducting over him. And without showing the former resistance, the Master began to beat him less, and even sometimes gave ointment for wounds.
Sometimes, after a series of experiments, he even began to help the Master take away the bodies of those who did not survive. Compared to the endless stream of bodies that were rarely intact from under the warlock’s knife. The work of the Master looked ridiculous and pathetic, but one day the Master will order someone to take my body away. Realization of this stimulated the boy to treat this dream with as much attention as possible. Since the Master Boy appeared in their colony, like many slaves of his age, they stopped helping adults in mines and a sawmill. Only once a week were they driven to the river to wash away the dirt, blood and filth from their bodies.
Only on this day did they see daylight, and breathe not dusty air. In the eyes of other boys, the thoughts were often read that they were already living only for these days.
In a dream, suddenly the boy saw how the warlock prison guards came in and changed the box, at the moment of their entry the warlock’s body did not vibrate, so they did not know about it, perhaps this trembling is useful, the boy thought, but it didn’t matter, his attention was riveted the box they were taking away contained the warlock’s blood, and most likely this will lead to unimaginable results.
The boy saw that when he got into the kitchen when the box was about to be cleaned, something flew out of it in three directions … From time to time, small sparks could be noticed, and this, something that was not detectable by the eye, slowly decreased. The boy could not understand what it was, but he knew that if they could fulfill their role, he would soon see experiments and dismemberment again.
