Previous Chapter
Related Chapters
THE OUTLAND 101
- What is it?— Exo-skaf! - Antaeus answered, knocking down the lock with a blow of an armored fist. - Armor like a tank, servos and heat dissipation systems that almost double Manyuni's rate of fire!“So, super-protection?”- Yes! That is, no. It will not protect against psi, and if they take control of me, you will have a very sour.— He, Froze, look at our friend's armor? We don't need a juggernaut in the rear.Let's see, Commander. Fros nodded. “But first, let’s mend the wounded.” What are our resources?- In excess of carbon, iron and aluminum. Fay said. - For the initial deployment of the base is enough, but for something more serious you already need to look.- Will you stand on the unloading of drawings?“If you promise me a shower and a piece of meat for dinner.”— There is stew in the refrigerator. Antey responded, examining the new thing with loving eyes.- It will do. I'll start with the hospital, perhaps. Faye nodded to us and disappeared from above. Soon, a thoughtful bu
THE OUTLAND 102
Only now did I pay attention to what was happening around, to shapeless piles of meat, blood flowing in rivers on the paving stones ...And folded in half in a fit of nausea. I hadn’t eaten anything yet since morning, and the surgical operation cleared what was of the younger gods, so I had to vomit bile - bitter, sour, which made it even worse.“Wow, what a sissy,” Ware grinned dismissively, pulling himself into my chest. Also a blood mage. How are you going to reach the heights of mastery if you are sick of flesh and blood?“I… Kh… I'm not going to achieve anything. I would like Foma. — The flimsy man went.Warcraft clapped his hands, and a wave ran in our direction from the open ocean. Unusual, too tight, too fast. She looked at us and saw!- What is it?- Where?- Wave.- Cleaner.The water reached the very pier and, ignoring all the laws of physics, climbed up the piles, along the walls, with a contented rumbling, pounced on the scraps of meat, acting quickly and with pleasure.
THE OUTLAND 103
What a touching family. You are so protective of each other, so protective. Real heroes, right? - The fingers on the necks closed even tighter. “But you both went to watch how the Inquisition burned and hanged sorcerers, including those who were innocently slandered. They stood and clapped their hands, didn't they? Yes?Warcraft stood and bored looked at how the priest and his daughter were suffocating. - I'll ask again - where are Khaang and Foma? Priest, if you are such a hero, have pity on your daughter. She's out of breath, and in two minutes she'll be irrevocably dead."I'll tell you everything, sorcerer!" The priest couldn't resist. Just don't hurt her.- I'm listening to! And don't you dare lie to me. — I released the priest to the floor. - Speak.- Let her go. he asked, rubbing his neck with a clearly visible red mark of his fingers. - I'll tell you everything."The sooner you tell her, the sooner she'll start breathing again."- Okay, I'll tell you everything! - He hurried.
THE OUTLAND 104
Hello, Rob, hello! Eduard Semyonovich recovered enough to receive guests on his territory. Bauer smiled politely from the screen. “He was talking about some kind of gentleman's set, without which you'd better not come.- Do not come? But what about work?- Work? Oh yeah. The interlocutor was not surprised. “Work is always very important. You'd better arrive on time so as not to upset your boss.— Chief?- Yes. I'm sure he'll be furious if you miss a day today. The personnel officer's left eyelid drooped so fast that I barely had time to catch his movement. - Perhaps he will even issue a reprimand to you with entry in the work book. All the best, Rob.Bauer passed out, leaving me sitting on the bed with my mouth open in surprise. For the first time since our acquaintance, this irreproachable gentleman in all respects allowed himself a brief digression from the rules. He winked at me, yes.However, it is clear why. Immediately for two reasons. And the most important of them, of course,
THE OUTLAND 105
- This is the period of the beginning of the war, right?- Exactly. People began to fence themselves off from each other not only for social reasons, but also because of the danger of catching an infection. As a result, the first batch of teledildonics and feedback gloves sold like hot cakes. That is, the official releases spoke, of course, about all sorts of noble goals, such as remote surgical operations and the like, but everyone understood everything. The third synthetic generation brought the picture to almost photorealism, and the electronic Japanese girl is always beautiful, affectionate and positive - not like some.— That is, the third generation was not about games?Why? About games including. But you yourself must understand that the number of single young men has increased in the world, who were frightened by the very idea of going out in public and declaring their heterosexuality, and no one canceled hormones. So virtual girls have become a great way out.“It's a road t
THE OUTLAND 106
There is one promise that every person inevitably makes to himself at least once in his life. "I'll never drink that much again." My dry throat rasped, and I pushed myself off the sagging couch onto the floor.It's a mentality and a planid. When by ten o'clock the fuel began to run out, and it became more than obvious to both of us that this would not be enough, I packed up and reached the point selling underrun medicine. The new portion of the intoxicating was wonderfully laid on the old yeast, and considering that Edik offered only a standard diet without dyes and flavors from the snacks on the table....— Oh, my head!- Resurrected? My ex-boss beamed with health and smiled disgustingly cheerfully. How are you, soldier?- "Yesterday I got drunk with the Russians. It would be better if I died the day before yesterday."— Are you kidding? This is good. Hold on. - Edik removed the centrifuge from the glass of the shaker, poured the foaming white-green contents into the glass and hande
THE OUTLAND 107
Unclear. I'm just a tester-rater from the import substitution department, who only knows how to play games and, based on the impressions received, allow or prohibit trade by Russian branches of publishers.The taxi has arrived at the appointed point. The car said in a pleasant female voice. - Have a productive day.When I got up to my floor, I went into the apartment, dropped my bag on the floor, left the headset in the hallway, and sat down on my gaming throne. Saturday, midday. What else can you spend a weekend on, if not something that our department would definitely not miss? - Run DP4, direct connection.The world flared up, filled with bright colors. A cat and mouse simulator where I played the very first mouse. There was a creak in the street, a bright, deathly light flashed, and automatic guns began to speak.“Commander, Conquista has figured us out!” - Antey reported, occupying almost half the room in his reassembled exo-suit. - This time they sent two detachments!- Fighter
THE OUTLAND 108
— Rob, Rob. - Again soft knees under his head, again a cooing voice, again fingers buried in his hair. - Why are you in such a hurry? Where and why are you running as if tomorrow your life will end, and therefore you need to live the remaining moments as brightly as possible?From below, I could see only the soft line of the chin, the ripe lips that formed into a kind, affectionate smile. Everything else was hidden by straight black hair, but what I saw was enough to recognize.— Agnis? Am I dead again?“Of course not, Rob. - The girl smiled. “It’s just that you lived so fast that the world stopped keeping up with you. You recruited people for whom you didn’t even come up with names, but made them your direct continuation, knocked together and soldered them into one organism, a single consciousness, to which the decree is only your will, and therefore the word “impossible” is unknown.— What are you talking about? Where are we anyway?“We are in a place that the creator called Tranqui