"Keith Laumer - Hybrid" - читать интересную книгу автора (Laumer Keith)YES. WHAT ARE YOU?
The Yanda-mind projected its self-concept. STRANGE, VERY STRANGE. YOU HAVE USEFUL SKILLS, I PERCEIVE. TEACH THEM TO ME. The Yanda mind squirmed under the torrent of thought impulses. _Reduce your volume. You will destroy me._ I WILL TRY. TEACH ME THAT TRICK OF MANIPULATING MOLECULES. The Yanda cringed under the booming of the alien mind. What an instrumentl A fantastic anomaly, a mind such as this linked to this fragile host-creature--and unable even to use its powers. But it would be a matter of the greatest simplicity to make the necessary corrections, rebuild and toughen the host, eliminate the defects-- TEACH ME, YANDA MIND! _Alien, I die soon. But I will teach you. There is, however, a condition...._ The two minds conferred, and reached agreement. At once, the Yanda mind initiated sweeping rearrangements at the submolecular level. First, cell-regeneration, stitching up the open lesions on arm and head. Antibodies were modified in vast numbers, flushed through the system. Parasites died. _Maintain this process, the tree-mind directed._ Now, the muscular layers; surely they were inadequate. The very structure of the cells was flimsy. The Yanda devised the necessary improvements, tapped the hulk of its cast-off body for materials, The tree visualized the articulation of the ambulatory mechanism, considered for a moment the substitution of a more practical tentacular concept-- There was little time. Better to retain the stony bodies, merely strengthen them, using metallo-vegetable fibers. The air sacs, too. And the heart. They would have lasted no time at all as they were. _Observe, alien, thus, and thus...._ I SEE. IT IS A CLEVER TRICK. The Yanda worked over the body of Pantelle, adjusting, correcting, reinforcing, discarding a useless appendix or tonsil here, adding a reserve air storage unit there. A vestigial eye deep in the brain was refurbished for sensitivity at the radio frequencies, linked with controls. The spine was deftly fused at the base; additional mesenteries were added for intestinal support. Following the basic pattern laid down in the genes, the tree-mind rebuilt the body. When the process was finished, and the alien mind had absorbed the techniques demonstrated, the Yanda mind paused. _It is finished._ I AM READY TO RE-ESTABLISH THE CONSCIOUS MIND IN OVERT CONTROL. _Remember your promise._ I WILL REMEMBER. The Yanda mind began its withdrawal. Troublesome instinct was served. Now it could rest until the end. ┬╖ WAIT. I'VE GOT A BETTER IDEA, YANDA... |
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