My perfect friend – the homunculus. Kristi Po

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      ISBN 978-5-4496-3267-8

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      A tall slender young girl who looks to be about 13years of age, with white skin and pink lips, stands beside a recently arrived transparent globe. She is taking off her gloves which are made of a very thin stretchy material, made from a recently developed color named Do, and from which a dusting of energy wafts in the air. The girl approaches the gate of the city of this planet. Large transparent doors open, and the girl descends below the surface level. She walks through crowded streets, past shops, looking up to the artificially created sky, which is a source of light and energy. Translucent screens shimmer around her showing advertising and news.

      “The creation of an artificial atmosphere on the planet See in the Galactic World has finally been completed. A type of light with new properties has been developed in this galaxy. So, once again there is a possibility for resettlement in the city built there for the citizens of our civilization. So, scientists can now increase life spans from 500 to 600 years, based on the possibility of settlement and development of the areas.”

      There was silence in the city. The girl looks around and stares at the many young members of this new civilization. She is approached by a girl with blue eyes.

      “Cora – ID number 8D553C (100011010101010100111100).”

      Cora smiles. “I am listening to you teacher.”

      The teacher responds. “Despite the fact that you take in the learning given to you easily and quickly, you should still visit the channels of information on the creation of a synthetic globe.”

      Cora laughs. “A new planet… New people…”

      The teacher responds. “Despite the fact that you are able to synthesize your own eye color to the color indigo without help, it does not mean that you can do more than I can.”

      A thin glowing red ball the size of a pearl slowly appears next to the teacher’s forehead.

      “Cora, I will need you on a new planet. You very are good at synthesizing information that you receive. The Civilization’s Control Center appreciates creativity – it’s difficult to create artificially”.

      Cora laughs. “I know. Your ball is still red. On a previous planet, my teacher hit blue.”

      The teacher grunts back at her. “It’s not for you to decide.”

      Cora replies. “So why not create your own homunculus.”

      “The Control Center forbids it,” answers the teacher.

      “I need to know why…” says Cora

      “The grafted homunculus with an extended telomerase can live for centuries… The discovery of a new planet suitable for life and the creation of an artificial atmosphere does not happen every day. If everyone began creating their own homunculus, what could happen?” The teacher explains.

      “I am going now to acquire new knowledge,” says Cora.

      The teacher smiles slyly. “Pay attention to the advertising today.”

      “Okay,” says Cora.

      “Try not to get too high a dose. The creation of a new synchronous optical network, or SONET, is accompanied by a large expenditure of energy.”

      “We have plenty of energy. Food – clean energy in liquid form! Our clothes extract energy from the stars for us…” Cora replies.

      “It is also dangerous for you! You should visit the synthetic globe: contribute to the creation of a new idea on the basis of the information received on the basics of the general laws.” The teacher tells her.

      Cora clenches her fists. “Okay. It would be nice to have a chance to create something new!”

      Cora looks around, and everybody around her is quietly going about their own business.