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up. A crackling sound came from the loudspeaker as the sound system came on. They knew the robot
brainтАЩs hypercom frequency. For the moment, though, there seemed to be hyper-radio silence.

"We should call the Brain," Thora suggested. Her initial hesitant attitude had now given way to never
dreamt of energy and strength of purpose. "Then weтАЩll find out how it will react."

Zernif, the former admiral of ZalitтАЩs spacefleet, seemed in a doubtful frame of mind.

"I really donтАЩt know what IтАЩm supposed to do here. ThereтАЩs nothing I could tell the robot brain."

"Oh yes there is," protested Rhodan. "There are quite a few things which are of great interest to the
Brain. You are our star witness and IтАЩm convinced the Brain can distinguish lies from truth: and since itтАЩs
not telepathic it accomplishes this, thanks to its logic circuits."

"ItтАЩs actually a fascinating notion," Khrest entered the discussion, "to have a gigantic star empire ruled by
a robot. So many changes have taken place these past 13 years after a period of 10,000 years when
nothing of special importance happened. Sometimes I even have my doubts if this new form of
government is indeed disadvantageous for Arkon."

RhodanтАЩs eyebrows shot up. "Do you mean to say that you recognize the robot brainтАЩs reignтАФyou,
Khrest, a member of the deposed ruling clan?"

"Not exactly; all I wanted to say is that I prefer the Brain to Orcast XXI who in my opinion is nothing
but a dreamer and an indolent hedonist."

"Well, if you put it that way I can see your point," admitted Rhodan who was busy now observing the
large videoscreen that was crisscrossed by coloured abstract patterns. This was accompanied by
nonsensical noise fragments emanating from the loudspeakers. "I presume weтАЩre already receiving some
transmissions from the Brain. They are encoded and not intended for us."

"Yes," confirmed Khrest, "the Brain is in constant communication with all the main worlds of the Empire.
ItтАЩs capable of carrying on thousands of simultaneous conversations."

"On the same wave band?" said Rhodan doubtfully.

Khrest nodded his head in affirmation.

Rhodan pondered for a few seconds then abruptly activated the transmitter. He took a deep breath and
began to speak: "This is Perry Rhodan from Terra. I am calling the regent of the Arkonide Empire!
Answer, please! This is urgent!"

Three times he repeated the message. Then he turned his attention again to the receiver and the
videoscreen.

Thora and Khrest were staring spellbound at the continuing colour pattern on the screen. Tiff, who
mainly was busy making optical observations of the surrounding outer space, could feel the tense
atmosphere charged with suspense in the command centre. Zernif, on the other hand, was waiting
patiently and resignedly for whatever might happen.

Only Pucky did not seem to share in the general excitement. He was sitting on one of the couches, his