"01 - Midnight at the Well of Souls" - читать интересную книгу автора (Chalker Jack L)and continuing rate. We believe that this computer
beneath your feet was composed of infinitely complex artificial brain cells. Imagine that! It runs the entirety of the planet, a kilometer thickЧall brain. And all, 3 we believe, attuned to the individual brain waves of the inhabitants of this city! ."Imagine it, if you can. Just wish for something, and there it is. Food, furnitureЧif they used anyЧeven art, created by the mind of the wisher and made real by the computer. We have, of course, small and prim- itive versions nowЧbut this is generations, possibly millennia, beyond us. If you could think of it, it would be provided'" "This Utopian Theory accounts for most of what we see, but not why all this is now ruins," piped in an adolescent male voice, Varnett, the youngestЧand probably brightestЧbut unquestionably the most imag- inative of the group. "Quite true. Citizen Vamett," Skander acknowl- One is that the computer broke down, and another is that the computer ran amokЧand the people couldn't cope either way. You know the third theory, anyone?" "Stagnation," Jainet replied. "They died because they had nothing left to live for, strive for, or work for." "Exactly," Skander replied. "And yet, there are problems with all three suppositions. An interstellar culture of this magnitude would have allowed for break- downs; they'd have some sort of backup system. As for the amok theoryЧwell, it's fine except that every sign shows that the same thing happened at once, all across their entire empire. One, even several, okay, but not all at the same time. I am not quite willing to accept the last theory, even though it is the one that fits the best. Something nags at me and says that they would have allowed even for that." "Maybe they programmed their own degeneration," Varnett suggested, "and it went too far." "Eh?" There was a note of surprise but keen interest |
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