...he two tiny robots went unnoticed crawling out of the rubble of the lab. The fat one spoke. Now that was rough.
Making it all the luckier that we are programmed to quickly adapt to situations.
But we are not programmed to have a particular goal at the moment, like protecting the creator or correcting for error.
Then I see only one option:We must seek out the creator and force him to program us to do something!
But what if the creator is dead? Those spherical destruction modules couldn't have improved his health.
Then we delete reality!
Sounds good. But how do we get to the creator?We shall build a new module, and it shall be three hundred cubits by fifty cubits by-
No, it shall be circular. It shall be fifty centimeters in diameter and two centimeters in height.
We can build it from the creator's other inventions! I'm brilliant.
Jump in a lake, maybe you'll be more pleasant when you're shorted out.
Cindy lay on her bed in the makeshift shelter. She couldn't get to sleep. Something about Jimmy's plan... it just didn't seem right. Couldn't they just build the invisible bus here? Every detail just plain fell apart upon even slight closer inspection. Jimmy had to have some sort of ulterior motive for wanting to go to Gearing. But what could it be? She was nearly certain that he wasn't intentionally tripping them up. Unless the aliens had repl...