Parallel worlds – two. Birth of God
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– Bon voyage, happy return," said both staff, staff and Irene.
And Ruthra thought to himself again: "There couldn't have been anyone but YatSan. Why am I slowing down again… After all, in that world, a person has already been approved. I can't change the worlds that have gone forward. So Irene has found exactly the right one. It's YatSan." And then he wondered: how in those worlds (or at least in that world) did YatSan become his wife?
Here Rutra's memory rolled back to when he was just beginning to carry out trials on the experiment. It would be foolish to think that he (much less a "luminary of science") had not conducted the first trials. Of course, the participants were directly them – Rutra and the scientist. Ruthra had already been to those worlds, which was why he was so confident. The staff and the scientific community knew about all of this. The council and the board did, too. Only they all took their word for it. Ruthra had been very involved in the creation of this community. He was a member of a super-secret international organization. It was a secret behind seven seals. This organization united all the intelligence services of the planet, manipulated and ruled the world. It seems at first glance that it is impossible, that it is a global conspiracy. But all intelligence agencies, all governments cooperate on all kinds of control programs, they have a coordinating center. They cooperate and "fight" officially. So those who control all this, one day thought: why should we interfere with each other? Let's agree to play by our own rules among ourselves. Let's unite and share the world. That's it. It seems like something unrealistic in the current state of politics and international relations. But there's a UN? Yes. Is there a World Bank? Yes. Check. There are recognized freely convertible currencies? Yes. Check. International counterterrorism programs are in place? Yes. Check. And this item is very interesting because it includes undesirable religious and national-patriotic organizations. And the main thing in the modern world is a nuclear club, where some can do everything and others can do nothing. And the global communications network. It's completely under tight control. Rutra, investigating the failure in controlling the automatic launch of the Perimeter system, which is controlled by artificial intelligence, studied all these systems and came to the conclusion that now there is a new force to be reckoned with. It is the artificial intelligence system itself. After all, humans control everything from the trigger pulled to the artificial life support machine. So what is so surprising about AI control, if such systems and mechanisms will be controlled by a supercomputer. Artificial intelligence is what brought everyone together secretly. So, knowing all this, having a very high rank in that system, Rutra created an even more secretive organization, the centerpiece of which were the scientists. They were the only ones who could create what was supposed to be secret. Or rather, they created all the things that were classified and guarded by the secret services. For example, secret technologies and equipment for controlling society, penetrating into human memory, suggestion and intimidation. And to be even more precise – those who created special services, i.e. power. That is, they created what the power forced to classify, to keep secret in order to realize their power with the help of these discoveries and inventions. And power has historically been transferred or seized by individuals. But the world had come to a point where a single personality could not mean so much against artificial intelligence. The world became a different world in itself, and one day a group of scientists decided to use their discoveries to control those, that is, power, who, using their work, controlled people. The power has always created and used special services to control the people, including with the help of these same discoveries and inventions. The most annoying thing for the scientific community was that the power also controlled them with the help of special services, using their own inventions. That's the way it is. Rutra changed everything. And he did it in such a way that few people realized what had happened. More precisely, neither the intelligence services, nor the governments, and even less the masses of people did not realize that the world was different, that the real power was not with those in power. This was yet to be revealed to the world. However, it was not yet time.
In the seconds it took YatSan's consciousness to travel billions of light years, Rutra's memory replayed the events of his first "flight" to other worlds. On Earth, in the laboratory, seconds had really passed, and in his mind, a day's worth of history. Rutra kept wondering: would this YatSan be different? Would she do what he had in mind? And what motivated her to do that there? Rutra's thought "fell" into the past again....
That day, after a similar consciousness transmigration experiment, his friend, after seeing them off with Amita, contacted him discreetly. To Rutra's surprise, the scientist suggested without joking or laughing:
– Ruthra, I'm sure the system will work exactly the same as the consciousness transfer here. I propose a real experiment in parallel worlds.
– You first have to be sure where these worlds are.
– I have determined," he said confidently.
Ruthra felt that confidence transfer to him. Somehow all doubt had vanished.
– And how, where? – Ruthra asked excitedly.
– It's very simple. In fact, these entangled particles are invisible markers that determine the presence and location of these worlds. They can't go anywhere except to their own kind. Otherwise, they'll come back. This is the principle of any sonar and radar. The beam left, and if it wasn't captured there – scanned and returned, then again and again. Since their inception, they've held that connection. As the arrow of a compass finds the field of its properties, so the entangled particle will find its twin. It can find no refuge anywhere. Perhaps it is something that our brains have been signaling since time immemorial. We have labeled it as the home of the soul. Perhaps after death, we, or rather particles, are relocated to another world where their twins still live in a similar body. A world where time has been shifted downward.
– Do the particles that were there fly out, giving way to these, and fly to another world?
– It's possible.
– Then how do they settle in there – the same way or do they give birth to new life?
– More likely, they're giving birth to new life.
– Clever… and kind of explains the whole system of creation.
– Probably, yeah.
– Are you suggesting we give it a try?
– Yeah. It's probably perfectly safe.
– Completely?
– Probably right.
– Probably?
– Don't start. Get in the machine.
– No, you first, your majesty.
– You're "your majesty" here.
– Yeah, well, you're a science major.
– Come on, stop schooling that young lady of yours.
– I'm cooking it.
– I know how you cook it. Really, do you fry it or boil it? Or do you stew it?
– Uh-huh. Be careful.
– And another thing – is she a risk you're willing to take?
– No, you didn't. I haven't even done a mind transference experiment on her yet.
– You're busy doing other experiments with her.
– That's enough.
– Had enough? Then brave the installation.
– I'll check my clone and digital copy of consciousness first.
– Afraid I'll take over?
– Anything is to be expected of you, especially after your latest antics.
– From you too…
Rutra ended up in a world where he is a famous scientist who invented a method on how to prolong life by replacing the thymus gland. That successful experiment had given him confidence in YatSan's mission. However, according to his theory of mirror worlds, the nuclear catastrophe that had occurred there, even if in a different form, would still happen here. He hoped for YatSan's actions in the current experiment. He hoped for a change in the process of events. No one on Earth, except for him, Parmen and Irene, knew about the coming danger, and even their trio did not know in what form this danger would be reflected.
***
YatSan woke up in bed. She turned around a little. It was a large room with a very high ceiling. The bed was raised on a pedestal so that you had to walk down to the floor on steps. In the middle of the room was a pool with a fountain. All the walls were of colored stained glass painted in the style of the seasons, and the ceiling, which consisted of two sliding dome-shaped spheres, was covered with twinkling lights copying the starry sky…
– Fix that picture," Ruthra almost shouted.
– I've got it," Irene reported.
– Why? – Catherine asked.
– It's a nice place for her to live," Iulia said.
– From the position of the stars, we may be able to calculate the coordinates of this location," Ruthra explained.
– 'Hardly,' Parmenides pointed out, 'there aren't even any bears there.
– Have you been able to identify it yet? – Iulia asked.
The scientist nodded.
– Quiet. Let's watch. Indeed, if Irene is silent, we have nothing to look for," Ruthra said.
– Something remotely resembling some star clusters seems to be there.
– All right. Uh-huh. We'll wait for more information. Let's keep looking.
– Does YatSan there realize it's her from here? – IuLia inquired.
– You should listen to what they say. Of course he does," Andrian answered her.
He smiled a little, hoping to smooth over his unintentional rudeness. Iulia still didn't appreciate it, turning away from him resentfully.
– Actually, we don't know for sure. Remember the clone situation," Ruthra explained.
YatSan pulled herself up, sitting on the edge of the bed. It was a huge double bed. You could say it was Gulliver's bed. Suddenly, YatSan jumped up and, completely naked, ran and dove into the pool. After swimming along the bottom to the next edge, she surfaced and ran to the wall with a picture of a rainy street. As soon as she reached the wall, the partition disappeared, a corridor opened up, and a shower of jets poured down on her from all sides.
– Why do we see it that way? We have to look at everything through her eyes, don't we? – Ruthra asked.