– YatSan, YatSan, still like YatSan," the scientist said cheerfully.
– Irene, are we confused? Maybe the consciousness transition didn't happen? – Ruthra asked.
– I'm clear on the location," she replied.
– Oh! How? – Ruthra exclaimed excitedly.
– How? Where?" the scientist asked, looking at Rutra with equal delight.
– That's a long way off.
– You tell me how? By the stars on the ceiling?
– No. Particle bonding. They form a continuous line of communication. That is, entangled pairs of particles don't fly away: they fly away and come back. One particle here, one particle there. Some leave their second pair here and some leave their second pair there. We are not transmitting her brain, not the information recorded, but the state of the particles. Having made her digital copy of her consciousness as if it were a kind of puzzles, we passed the particles through them, they changed their state, then this state was transmitted to the particles in YatSan's brain.
– Oh, my God. Maybe that's what you did to her psyche! – Iulia almost screamed.
– I told you it was dangerous here," Catherine whispered quietly.
– It can't be. Everything must be as it is in the virtual, plus the transfer of consciousness to the clone," Ruthra said.
– I don't think so," Parmenides intervened.
– Tell me, then. You never know," Ruthra snapped at him.
Those present felt uncomfortable.
– There was information going on.
– Where – there? In the virtual, what information went where?
– There was definitely no information going on here.
– Here, esteemed luminary of science, we have given birth to information in her brain. We transferred the state of our YatSan's particle there. We created memories, thinking, logic, emotions, so they became like our YatSan's. At such a distance, passing through such radiation, gravity, everything can change.
– Let's see what's next. She has a clear mission, a purpose.
– What the hell is that? Why we don't know," Iulia stated boldly, as always.
Ruthra looked at her without emotion, then shifted his gaze to Andrian and Catherine. There was a question mark on their faces, too, and a slight tinge of resentment.
Realizing this, Rutra decided to clarify a bit.
– We're talking about how she thinks: like our YatSan, or like the one there. The body of the one living there, and therefore the brain. We don't know for sure… In the settings of the "pumping" session and virtual reality we can check it. What about there? While we are pondering: do we only receive an image in the form of brain signals from there, or is that person really our YatSan's consciousness? Imagine if it's not our YatSan. Because then she doesn't know what we have entrusted to her.
– And what did you assign her to do, I was more interested in that, may I ask? – IuLia asked, though everyone's interest in it was understandable.
– It's still the same topic. Only it's not fully disclosed to you. I planned it after the experiment. I didn't want to shock you.
Ruthra let out a heavy sigh. He looked at his colleague, then scratched the back of his head and made a revelation:
– The fact is that in my first test, my first experiment, a nuclear disaster played out in the world I found myself in.
The characters still didn't look at him with full understanding.
– I told you, the worlds are mirror worlds, parallel. They influence each other.
There was more clarity on their faces now, as well as excited wariness too, though no less doubt with skepticism.
– You think: since this is insane, it can't happen. Who thought of the horrors of World War I? Who thought of the catastrophe of the Second World War? And everything accompanying these and similar events was not imagined at all. Who thought about the possibility of obtaining such a weapon as the atomic bomb, and even more so about its testing on civilians? Even the flight into space was not in people's minds as fantastic as these and similar catastrophes. And now with such a huge number of nuclear weapons in the world, when mankind can be destroyed several times, for some reason everyone still does not believe in the possibility of a nuclear catastrophe. It's all real!
The lab became quiet. The silence was broken again by Iulia.
– It's Moscow, look. This is Moscow. They've rebuilt the city.
– They didn't rebuild it, they built it differently. You can see the Kremlin up ahead. It's a different color, look.
Spider webs of overpasses towered over the city center, one of which passed over Red Square, girdling it and taking the Kremlin in a ring. The entire Kremlin complex, all the walls and towers were lined with shiny mosaics and because of this looked like a magical palace from a fairy tale. Apparently – only special persons could enter this zone. Although it wasn't clear if YatSan could. A cavalcade of police and special cars with sirens blaring followed her. At first it looked like they were escorting her, but judging from YatSan's behavior, they weren't.
– What's going on, can you tap into them? – Ruthra asked Irene.
– It's not working. All I can do is turn on YatSan's conversations with… you.
Already the entire staff was taking this kind of thing with laughter.
– If you knew how unfunny the situation is," Ruthra said sadly.
– Is it really that serious? – Andrian asked, stepping a little closer to Ruthra.
– Trust me, my friend , trust me. This is serious.
– But that's not a method of prevention.
– Do you know the method of prevention? Or do you think that something like this, a nuclear war, couldn't happen already? Believe me, it's been prevented many times. There have even been plenty of cases where it could have happened because of a malfunction or a hardware error. And it was from different sides of the opposing countries.
– Is it real?
Ruthra looked at him a little haughtily.
– I don't mean I don't believe it.
– Many cases cannot be hidden. They are common knowledge. And there are cases when all people felt that in deep bunkers a nuclear war scenario was being developed and planned in all seriousness. And it is happening now. And the planning and the likelihood of the process starting without human knowledge.
– I'm sorry, but I find that hard to believe.
– Gentlemen, what are you talking about? – Julia asked as she approached.
– This is no joke at all, friend," Ruthra said still sadly.
Such treatment in public made her believe that her fears were serious. Suddenly a chill ran through Iulia's body. It was observed visually. A thoughtful fear showed in Catherine's eyes. And an awareness of the general background of pressing thoughts and images swept through everyone's heads. They understood why such a grand and super-secret program was presented to them as an ordinary school experiment, albeit in a super-secret center, why the relationship was not strictly hierarchical, official, but friendly. All these secrecy, strictness, officialdom did not matter against the background of the global problem they wanted to solve. They involuntarily felt proud of themselves, of the responsibility entrusted to them, of the possibility to prevent a catastrophe, which, however, was very hard for them to believe. But the examples given – wars and catastrophes – were sobering.
– After all, there have been global natural disasters. No one warned about them. Few people believed in them. If man and modern civilization existed 60 million years ago – the asteroid that