“Welcome to Stage 1, the Laser Test. This room is bulletproof, laserproof, soundproof — you name it. This is where you'd learn, through practice, how to use a gun. And not just any gun, a laser. Take those buds and tuck 'em in your ears. . . Put on these handgloves and that goggle. Remember not to let your emotions get the better of you, or you just might lose it all; and by ‘it’, I mean your life.
“There's one law you should have when handling a gun. And that's ‘one shot’ — not two or three — for every single target. Your eyes and hands should work together, in unison, simultaneously. You do not use the thing inside your chest, but the thing inside your head. Got it?” “Got it!” Nodding, the former said, “Now, watch carefully as I demonstrate.” He reached for a laser, positioned and balanced his hands, aiming at the human-sized puppet opposite them. The way“Karen and Kaycie, as you both know, the reason I called you both here is because the competition is already by the corner. I'm sorry I've been unable to upgrade your system units. Still, there's nothing more I can do.” Sighing, Jake shook his head. No matter how well he tries to get the QED, it only ends up futile. Now, he was left with nothing but these robots. Although in the presence of others, they may look very impressive, in truth, they really weren't satisfactory and could not be placed side to side with real cyborgs. “I've been keeping tabs on Anderson, and it seems he has already gone off to Portsmouth in advance. He's trying to be upfront, but we must take the leading arm.” Jake was seated with his legs crossed on a table. To no one in particular, he began to say, “The Greatest Scientist of the Age has prerequisites to eligibility. A personal AI inventory, and knowledge necessary to pass the brain te
WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON. Seated at the school park, on a dual swing, during the long break was Thomas and his sister Tiana. The latter had finally been discharged from the hospital, earlier that day, and had come to see her brother at school to tell him the good news. They both discussed cheerfully, as they swung. A new life was ahead of them. The joy they derived from having real, loving parents was unexplainable. Despite the pressing schedule of the Mcformulas, they always pinched out some time to visit Tiana at the hospital. Sometimes they come with flowers, other times they save Thomas the stress of having to send food over, by doing it themselves. This way, they were able to establish love and trust with Tiana; and their efforts did pay. At the moment, Tiana had been telling Tom all her school mates had been telling her about what Time had done to James the great bully. No matter how many times they retold the story to her, they would
THURSDAY. Over at Portsmouth in Sir Nelson's Villa, Anderson had just successfully read the second book that had been given to him. At the moment, it was already cross noon. Having successfully cleared Stage Four, which was the Mental Fortitude Test, he knew he had to hasten up to cover the first three stages, foremost. But before then, he grab some meal. Done with the meal, he contemplated for a while on what stage to clear off first. Recounting the first three stages, there was no doubt the easiest to clear after establishing his mental fortitude would be Stage 2 and 3 (the Disposition Test and Robot-manipulation Test). Because of how connected those two stages were, there was a room marked Stage 2 and Stage 3 where one could carry out this knowledge test. In fact, it was no different from calling it one test. “Humph, I should give it a try!” Pushing the door in, he stepped inside the wide room, immediately af
Thursday and Friday passed off very quickly, then the day everyone waited for arrived. Saturday carried a graceful beauty in Mcbornie town. The roads had earlier been designed in all the roads of the traditional counties that led to DR. ARCHER'S “GREATEST SCIENTISTS OF THE AGE”, in Portsmouth. The previous day, which was Friday, almost all of the families in Mcbornie town had travelled all the way for the day's program. They were dressed in all sorts of splendid dresses that fitted for this occasion. To think they were all here, especially for Anderson Simpson. If even the mentioned knew about this, he would have puked blood on the discovery. It was just too magnificent. If one looked properly, before the massive building, one would notice two girls giggling and having a lively discussion. Of course, it was no other than Amanda and Jocelyn. Ten miles away, a family of five were in a shining blue car, advancing towards that
After the rules had been explained carefully listed and elaborated to the competition, the contestants were each asked to provide an Artificial Intelligence inventory. One must know that it was a criteria to being eligible to even join the competition. At such everyone began to give instructions to their robots to step out. Different forms of robots stepped out. It was a “once in a lifetime” opportunity for one to see so many robots. Different television media were also present, taking the sight live on air. One after the other they began to bring out their robots for observation. After the observation, three people were, sadly, disqualified from the competition for their robots not meeting up to the required level of intelligence needed to proceed. Earlier, the man on the auditorium mentioned his name to be Mr. Kennel. Mr. Kennel had checked everyone's robot, yet the auborn-haired fellow who went by the name, A
Some twenty minutes after Anderson had left the hall, about three people stepped out. They were all from the London set. Next came Jake, then four others. Ten minutes after, ten more came out and met up with the cutoff mark. Including Anderson, the number of people who reached the cutoff mark summed up to 19. The remaining 14 had to return to their respective families, in the audience, in disappointment. Seated at the far end of Auditorium C was Principal Sanderson. He heaved a sigh of relief after finding out that both Anderson and Jake successfully passed the first stage. “Phee-yoo!” he sighed, taking a bite at his burger.* * * “Congratulations to those of you who successfully crossed into the next stage. Stage 2 is the Test of Coordination,” said Mr. Kennel, after sorting out those who had failed the first stage and those who were eligible to make it for the next stage. He paused to
The auditoriums were full of moving people. Some went to and fro to get some food from the carpark, others travelled to other auditoriums to visit acquaintances. Just everyone was getting warmed up for the next challenge. Three hours had passed already since the competitions begun. The Greatest Scientist of the Age had commenced by ten o'clock, and now it was already few minutes past one, in the afternoon. Situated in the front row of the Auditorium B where Anderson and Professor Nelson were seated, Mr. Simpson had come to join the company. If there was anyone more proud of Anderson, right now, it was his father. Anderson explained that he'd learnt vital knowledge from Professor Nelson, which had aided him big time, throughout his first two stages. However, he carefully made sure to conceal anything relating to the main mission he was here for. If indeed his mother was still alive, they all just had to wait. He
On seeing the approaching old man, the whole crowd was stirred up. This was the Dr. Archer everybody mused over, and just like they thought, he really met up to the descriptions. He walked with his hands behind his back, and his head raised in the disposition of an expert. Despite the ruckus the crowd was making, he did not even feel the least disturbed. He walked slowly, as though extremely conscious of where to place his foot next, to the platform where those who had just finished Stage 3 were stationed. After shaking his head slightly, Anderson quickly asked Enboe-21 if the features of this man matched what they'd seen in Time. “Positive,” Enboe-21 replied in an undertone. Nodding his head, Anderson commanded, “Give instructions to the bird of Jove, we begin now.” Without drawing any attention to themselves, Enboe-21 closed its eyes and sent a telepathic message to the bird of Jove, t
“This is where they die? I don't think so!” Just when everyone had lost hope, after being covered in by Dr. Archer's robots, Andy and Jake heard a familiar voice. Averting their gazes, they looked towards the hole waiting to see the speaker. Anderson activated his binoculars to scan where Thomas was standing behind the wall, but surprisingly, he wasn't even there. It seemed that someone had dropped a little speaker on the ground. It was only a means for the robots to avert the pressure from the group inside, for a moment. Realising this, Anderson smiled. He quickly sent Enboe-21 a series of instructions, and ‘boom, boom, boom!’ fireballs began to fall on the robots moving out to check the person who had the guts to boldly declare that the group within would be save. Enboe-21 fireballs were much more powerful than that of most robots, due to the QED connected within him, intensifying the converted energy.
On seeing the approaching old man, the whole crowd was stirred up. This was the Dr. Archer everybody mused over, and just like they thought, he really met up to the descriptions. He walked with his hands behind his back, and his head raised in the disposition of an expert. Despite the ruckus the crowd was making, he did not even feel the least disturbed. He walked slowly, as though extremely conscious of where to place his foot next, to the platform where those who had just finished Stage 3 were stationed. After shaking his head slightly, Anderson quickly asked Enboe-21 if the features of this man matched what they'd seen in Time. “Positive,” Enboe-21 replied in an undertone. Nodding his head, Anderson commanded, “Give instructions to the bird of Jove, we begin now.” Without drawing any attention to themselves, Enboe-21 closed its eyes and sent a telepathic message to the bird of Jove, t
The auditoriums were full of moving people. Some went to and fro to get some food from the carpark, others travelled to other auditoriums to visit acquaintances. Just everyone was getting warmed up for the next challenge. Three hours had passed already since the competitions begun. The Greatest Scientist of the Age had commenced by ten o'clock, and now it was already few minutes past one, in the afternoon. Situated in the front row of the Auditorium B where Anderson and Professor Nelson were seated, Mr. Simpson had come to join the company. If there was anyone more proud of Anderson, right now, it was his father. Anderson explained that he'd learnt vital knowledge from Professor Nelson, which had aided him big time, throughout his first two stages. However, he carefully made sure to conceal anything relating to the main mission he was here for. If indeed his mother was still alive, they all just had to wait. He
Some twenty minutes after Anderson had left the hall, about three people stepped out. They were all from the London set. Next came Jake, then four others. Ten minutes after, ten more came out and met up with the cutoff mark. Including Anderson, the number of people who reached the cutoff mark summed up to 19. The remaining 14 had to return to their respective families, in the audience, in disappointment. Seated at the far end of Auditorium C was Principal Sanderson. He heaved a sigh of relief after finding out that both Anderson and Jake successfully passed the first stage. “Phee-yoo!” he sighed, taking a bite at his burger.* * * “Congratulations to those of you who successfully crossed into the next stage. Stage 2 is the Test of Coordination,” said Mr. Kennel, after sorting out those who had failed the first stage and those who were eligible to make it for the next stage. He paused to
After the rules had been explained carefully listed and elaborated to the competition, the contestants were each asked to provide an Artificial Intelligence inventory. One must know that it was a criteria to being eligible to even join the competition. At such everyone began to give instructions to their robots to step out. Different forms of robots stepped out. It was a “once in a lifetime” opportunity for one to see so many robots. Different television media were also present, taking the sight live on air. One after the other they began to bring out their robots for observation. After the observation, three people were, sadly, disqualified from the competition for their robots not meeting up to the required level of intelligence needed to proceed. Earlier, the man on the auditorium mentioned his name to be Mr. Kennel. Mr. Kennel had checked everyone's robot, yet the auborn-haired fellow who went by the name, A
Thursday and Friday passed off very quickly, then the day everyone waited for arrived. Saturday carried a graceful beauty in Mcbornie town. The roads had earlier been designed in all the roads of the traditional counties that led to DR. ARCHER'S “GREATEST SCIENTISTS OF THE AGE”, in Portsmouth. The previous day, which was Friday, almost all of the families in Mcbornie town had travelled all the way for the day's program. They were dressed in all sorts of splendid dresses that fitted for this occasion. To think they were all here, especially for Anderson Simpson. If even the mentioned knew about this, he would have puked blood on the discovery. It was just too magnificent. If one looked properly, before the massive building, one would notice two girls giggling and having a lively discussion. Of course, it was no other than Amanda and Jocelyn. Ten miles away, a family of five were in a shining blue car, advancing towards that
THURSDAY. Over at Portsmouth in Sir Nelson's Villa, Anderson had just successfully read the second book that had been given to him. At the moment, it was already cross noon. Having successfully cleared Stage Four, which was the Mental Fortitude Test, he knew he had to hasten up to cover the first three stages, foremost. But before then, he grab some meal. Done with the meal, he contemplated for a while on what stage to clear off first. Recounting the first three stages, there was no doubt the easiest to clear after establishing his mental fortitude would be Stage 2 and 3 (the Disposition Test and Robot-manipulation Test). Because of how connected those two stages were, there was a room marked Stage 2 and Stage 3 where one could carry out this knowledge test. In fact, it was no different from calling it one test. “Humph, I should give it a try!” Pushing the door in, he stepped inside the wide room, immediately af
WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON. Seated at the school park, on a dual swing, during the long break was Thomas and his sister Tiana. The latter had finally been discharged from the hospital, earlier that day, and had come to see her brother at school to tell him the good news. They both discussed cheerfully, as they swung. A new life was ahead of them. The joy they derived from having real, loving parents was unexplainable. Despite the pressing schedule of the Mcformulas, they always pinched out some time to visit Tiana at the hospital. Sometimes they come with flowers, other times they save Thomas the stress of having to send food over, by doing it themselves. This way, they were able to establish love and trust with Tiana; and their efforts did pay. At the moment, Tiana had been telling Tom all her school mates had been telling her about what Time had done to James the great bully. No matter how many times they retold the story to her, they would
“Karen and Kaycie, as you both know, the reason I called you both here is because the competition is already by the corner. I'm sorry I've been unable to upgrade your system units. Still, there's nothing more I can do.” Sighing, Jake shook his head. No matter how well he tries to get the QED, it only ends up futile. Now, he was left with nothing but these robots. Although in the presence of others, they may look very impressive, in truth, they really weren't satisfactory and could not be placed side to side with real cyborgs. “I've been keeping tabs on Anderson, and it seems he has already gone off to Portsmouth in advance. He's trying to be upfront, but we must take the leading arm.” Jake was seated with his legs crossed on a table. To no one in particular, he began to say, “The Greatest Scientist of the Age has prerequisites to eligibility. A personal AI inventory, and knowledge necessary to pass the brain te