That was just the start of what Aron had been cooking up in his mind. He was thinking of all the “monsters” from humanity’s history and collective mythology, like dragons, phoenixes, Japanese youkai, and so on. It could even be scaled up to creating enormous astral beasts that were capable of not only surviving, but thriving in the harsh conditions of deep space.
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“With biological computing alone, we can create biological robots, or so-called ‘monsters’. Think about it for a minute.... ARES soldiers riding dragons into battle alongside Jormungandr wyrms carrying legions right into the heart of the enemy. Or we can tailor them to be mission specific, like enormous whales that act as underwater resupply stations for people riding sharks with lasers....” Aron cleared his throat, realizing he was getting further and further off topic. “But the best thing of all is that they’ll all be disposable and we can print them in job lots....”
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{Let’s end it here for today, ladies and gentlemen. I’ll deliver all of your points to the emperor when he’s available, and let you know what his decision is once he comes up with one.} Though her tone was diplomatic, she still shot Nyx a loaded look; the feisty mistress of intelligence had let classified information slip, purposefully or not.
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“I must be the most henpecked emperor in history,” Aron laughed as he performed a feat of strength and flexibility that practically violated the laws of physics, ending up atop her on the couch.
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“During your voyage, some of you will face danger. Some of you may even lose your lives much like more terrestrial adventurers, explorers, and pioneers from the Age of Sail. You, the brave men and women of the exploration fleet, face the unpredictability of the unknown, much like the great explorers of the past.” The expression on Aron’s face went from solemn and grave to grim and imposing.
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“Minister, please just call me ‘Ski’. I’m Polish, we’re all used to it and have been ever since our ancestors decided to use every letter of the alphabet in our family names,” Commander Ryfczinski chuckled.
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(Ed note: The “heliopause” is comprised of two or three layers. Two of them are known: termination shock, where the solar wind emanating from the sun slows down and ejects all of the compressed particulates it picks up on its journey, and the heliopause, where the solar wind meets and is neutralized by the interstellar medium. Some scientists think there has to be a third layer, the bow shock, where the heliopause picks up interstellar particles and shoves them out of the way.)
Sci-fi · Agent_047
Cut corners lead to bad outcomes, after all. These pods were meant to cure the unwilling victims of the unmourned megalomaniac behind so much death and destruction, and it was also the very last thing that would finally put paid to the cult of the progenitors’ legacy. The healing represented something far bigger than the act itself; it would be the end of a turbulent chapter in the empire’s existence and the beginning of another. Thus, he was determined to do it right.
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Aron stood in a cavernous room in the Cube on Avalon Island, looking at the newly printed medical pods laying before him in precise columns and rows. As it turned out, actually using the first-generation atomic printers to print runic engravings into things was a much slower process than printing things without them. The process could be compared to trying to play a modern AAA video game on an old desktop computer from the 1980s.
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“That is a distinct possibility, sir. But I don’t believe that everyone will awaken, even under the same condition as Rina underwent her awakening. The researchers in Lab City believe there’s some aspect of luck to awakening, or perhaps something they simply haven’t discovered yet is interfering with the process.
Sci-fi · Agent_047
The news of space opening to everyone had even diverted peoples’ attention from the disintegration of the cultists that had taken place mere days before. It was a happy unintentional consequence of the timing of the press release and information dump into the public sector, and had put a rather anticlimactic end to the issues with the cult of the progenitors.
Sci-fi · Agent_047
“Sis! Guess what?!”
Sci-fi · Agent_047
Thus, people had been busily producing their signs and coming up with their slogans to protest against a monopoly that... simply never appeared.
Sci-fi · Agent_047
It was version 0.1 not because it was incomplete, but because version 1.0 would only be released after the entire galaxy was mapped. 0.5 would be the version that included the spiral arm that Earth was a part of: the Orion Spiral Arm of the Milky Way Galaxy.
Sci-fi · Agent_047
Stretching tens of kilometers in diameter, the disc-shaped vessels would be the flagships that carried the Terran Empire’s flag to distant frontiers.
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“The empire has recently developed a new warhead as well. Dubbed the ‘black hole bomb’, it’s exactly what it says on the tin: an oversized capacitor and artificial gravity generator strapped to a rocket engine. When detonated, it creates a short-lived, yet highly destructive, black hole in a small area. ‘Small’, by the way, is a relative term.
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“Looks like we’ve got some proper shore leave this time, not just a refuel and refit cycle,” the ship’s engineer, “Scotty”, excitedly said. No matter what their name was before joining the imperial space agency, all ships’ engineers were called Scotty, just like all medics in every branch of the military were called Doc.
Sci-fi · Agent_047
“Shit! I almost forgot!” Aron waved his hand to dismiss the screen in front of him and initiated his emergency logout procedure.
Sci-fi · Agent_047
Only a very small portion of the population was awakened and could actually see anything happening. To everyone else, it just sounded like a normal argument, if they could even hear it at all. And not everyone—especially not the kind of people (read: farmers) that shop at Tractor Supply Co.—were constantly recording everything in hopes of catching a major event that would give them a boost in visibility on the internet.
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The limited storage space of runic computers wasn’t an issue with biological computers. Take the human genome, for example; when stretched end to end, a strand of human DNA would measure a little over a meter in length. It contains about three billion base pairs, and when acting as binary bits, would allow for around 750 megabytes of storage. When wrapped around a spindle, however, it only took up about ten nanometers of space. But what it gained in compressed storage space, it lost in flexibility and definitely lost in speed. Information transmission via messenger RNA took, at a minimum, seven minutes.
Getting a Technology System in Modern Day
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