Parallel Worlds pro et contra
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– Mr. Magister Paschow, the council demands that these files be unlocked immediately.
– I'll clarify. Irene is not fully blocked on this event. You can see what time the lockout occurred. Irene, let me know the time of the lockout.
– This morning; 8 hours 46 minutes and 27 seconds.
– Now would you please advise what time the BP session started?
– This morning; 8 hours 28 minutes and 59 seconds.
– Gentlemen, don't you find my action on chronology strange?
– We find not only your action on the timeline strange, but everything that is going on today in general. Explain what's going on.
– Logically, I should have blocked Irene before the BP session if I wanted to hide something. However, it turns out that I do want to hide something, since I did block the recording and logging of events. Isn't that right?
– Rutra Tigrovic, please be clear, we're not here to investigate.
– Wait, that's the whole point. Let's do this, since you want to find out fast. Let's go into virtual reality, then come out and check the recording of the last session.
– Why?
– I wish the esteemed luminary of science would stop having a split personality.
– I don't have a split personality! Grifter, give me back my body! – shouted Big Daddy, who had almost regained consciousness.
– Okay, honorable council? – ignoring the cries of the "scientist," Big Boss asked.
– Let's do it already, I think it has to do with the new experiments," the chairman's voice trembled a little, either from concealed anger or from uncertainty about the decision.
– Irene, once I'm in the installation, before you put us into the VR state, connect to me by password, I'll access the DNA code, and you can show the esteemed council the past record and the event logs. Then, when we're in session, run the reverse process – from what we ran in the locked files. I've already entered the data into you, you know the algorithm of action.
– I get it.
Big Boss lay down in the rig, he and Big Data were hooked up to the system, the indicators began to show changes only they could understand, Rutra's waspy voice could be heard in the scientist's body.
– Just try not to give me my body back.
In review for the board, which was also a kind of reality, went the footage from the last session. Nothing unusual was happening. The session passed, the subjects stood up, and only the unusualness of what was happening was visible from the dialogs. Those present began to follow the broadcasted picture with more and more curiosity. In the meantime, the BP signal indicator in the laboratory went out, and then the indicators of another installation turned on. When everyone began to watch the scene of the conversation in the hall in front of the council hall, the chairman turned to Irene:
– Irene, did Master Ruthra know about the experiments being conducted by the "luminary of science"?
– Yeah. I did.
– Has he participated in them before?
– Yes, without his resolution it is impossible to turn on the installations.
– This second setup in the lab is needed to transfer personality from brain to brain?
– Yeah. It's an advanced setup they've perfected.
– Who directly perfected it – Master Rutra or the "luminary of science"?
– "A luminary of science."
– What's going on out there now?
– They're walking out of the session.
At this time in the lab, the staff was removing the masks from Rutra and the scientist. Rutra, not waiting for all the Velcro to be removed, jumped up and looked in the mirror:
– Holy shit, I'm gonna dream about this.
Then Ruthra looked around the room and those present, the doctor climbing out of the rig, looked in the mirror again, and, stretching his words, repeated:
– So it's all true? Irene, do you have it all on tape?
– Yes, Comrade Commander.
Irene, used to Ruthra's turns of speech and jokes, could afford to talk to him that way, knowing that Ruthra liked it.
– So it's all true?
– Really, really," the doctor said, slowing down his words as he approached Rutra.
– You will be suspended from the experiments," Ruthra said in a stern yet friendly manner.
– I was so scared, you have no idea.
– What the hell are you doing?
– You should have added "mother of God."
Ruthra exhaled heavily: because of their friendship and running the project together, he had no desire to punish the scientist.
– Then go and explain your narcissism. You've gained a lot of control. I can tell you that much.
– No big deal, but it'll make you and the board believe it.
– Let's go, dreamer.
Already on the way to the hall Ruthra asked Irene:
– Irene, did you realize what was going on?
– Yeah. (chuckles)
– Why didn't you tell me or the board what happened?
– You told me not to do that. A later inspection would have revealed it. At this point, I had to follow your orders. You set, in consultation with the council, first priority over all others to carry out your order. Only the group complex code of the chairman, the head of the security group and the master of the financial and economic block can disable your lockdown.
– I know that. Why are you telling me this?
– You didn't consider the mechanics of this situation. I knew your body had a different consciousness. I knew about the successful animal experiments. I controlled the entire process, only I couldn't make a decision on my own knowing that. The system is tuned to your DNA code and takes that password as top priority. That's what the doctor used. Your DNA is still there.