"James P. Hogan - Realtime Interrupt" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hogan James P)(COMMAND EXEC ANSWERS TO тАЬROGERтАЭ)
Tyron strode into the room ahead of the others. тАЬJust what do you think youтАЩre doing?тАЭ he barked. Corrigan ignored him and spoke quickly to the computer. тАЬRoger, operand class by name: Corrigan, Essell. Zero - reaction coefficients of M-sub-M, M-sub-P, and delete spacial conflict restrictions.тАЭ тАЬGet away from that. . . . What the? . . .тАЭ Tyron grabbed at JoeтАЩs shoulder, but his hand met no resistance and went straight through. Corrigan had in effect turned himself and Lilly into ghosts. тАЬYou donтАЩt have control anymore,тАЭ Corrigan said. тАЬI do.тАЭ тАЬThatтАЩs impossible,тАЭ Tyron declared. He stepped forward, moving through CorriganтАЩs body, but struck his knee on the edge of the chair, causing him to curse. Corrigan smirked and waved a hand invitingly toward the touchpad. Tyron stabbed savagely at several keys and saw that it was ineffective. тАЬRoger, reset k-sub-g to twenty percent,тАЭ said Corrigan. Papers in the office suddenly lifted and began blowing around in currents from the air-conditioning. Velluci, walking into the room, came loose from the floor in mid-step, in a strange, floating leap that carried him toward the wall. Corrigan had reduced gravity to a fifth of normal. тАЬRoger, reset all mu-f to zero.тАЭ Which reduced all mechanical friction to nothing. Velluci had been hauling himself back up, but went down again as his feet shot out from under him, as if the floor had turned into slick ice. Tyron managed to stay upright, but his spectacles slid off. тАЬRoger, rotate k-sub-g vector field ten degrees northward.тАЭ And gravity was no longer vertical, and all the horizontal surfaces were now sloping. Tyron tried pulling himself up the tiled floor, but his hands slid futilely. тАЬYouтАЩll regret it, Corrigan,тАЭ he screeched as a tide of books, folders, furnishings swept him down again. . . . BOOKS by James P. Hogan Inherit the Stars The Genesis Machine The Gentle Giants of Ganymede The Two Faces of Tomorrow Thrice Upon a Time Voyage From Yesteryear Code of the Lifemaker The Proteus Operation Endgame Enigma Mirror Maze The Infinity Gambit Entoverse The Multiplex Man Realtime Interrupt Minds, Machines & Evolution The Immortality Option Paths to Otherwhere Bug Park Star Child Rockets, Redheads & Revolution Cradle of Saturn Prologue Faces, places, formless spaces. Blurred thoughts, smeared thoughts. Images dissolving away under swirling water. Words tumbling in dislocated time. Then, clearness emerging suddenly, like a momentary calming of the wind in a storm. There was a small, plain room with a bed, a closet, and a window with closed slats. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing a heavy plaid robe. Where this was or how he came to be there, he didnтАЩt know. It could have been a hospital. He had a strange feeling of unreality about everything, as if the walls around him were all there was: stage |
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