"The story of the Spaniard?"
Tom shook his head:
- No, this time cyber-punk!
Albina narrowed her eyes and asked in surprise:
"What's that?"
Tom began to talk, working vigorously with his fingers, typing as he went:
"Not too far in the future." People are addicted to various cybernetic games so that no one works anymore. True, robots monitor order, production, and many other things. People have learned to rejuvenate, and if the body is not destroyed, they live almost forever. And than have fun in eternity as not games. You can be anything there. Napoleon, Genghis Khan, Palpatine, Mickey mouse, and even God Almighty! Any fantasy is available to you. Can, all replay, and can contrary create the universe.
Tom ate a piece of kebab and continued:
"In short, no one works or runs the solar system out of people. Everything is ruled by a powerful artificial intelligence, robots monitor the order that everything functions. There are also weapons against meteorites, there is everything you need for life support. Well, thermo-quark synthesis, which will last for many billions of years!
Albina whistled and rolled her eyes:
- Billions of years in computer Paradise!
The black athlete nodded and continued:
"But of course there are other dangers." One of them is that viruses and worms appear in Hypernet. They are easily destroyed by watchdog programs. But a very cunning virus has learned to disguise itself. And began to create their counterparts. One day, the entire Hypernet, to which all the people in the Solar system are connected, will turn into a giant trap for humanity!
Albina whistled even louder:
- Class! This is much better and more interesting than all these popadantsy and alternatives! Do you black a genius!
Tom answered politely:
"From the lips of white men - black genius sounds ominous!
Albina agreed:
- Yes, sinister! But you have such muscles that it is terrible to look! Though you are handsome, there is no doubt about it!
Tom nodded and said:
"I've never seen a girl with such perfect muscles as you!"
Albina chirped:
- Oh, you muscles of steel! The muscles of his strong back! We girls are Groovy! Like children of Satan!
Tom gripped the skewer between his fingers:
"You're an angel!"
Albina chirped:
- Angels in rage near, with faces young soldiers! Waiting for one only orders - to charge machine gun!
Tom nodded, and continued to work on the masterpiece. Indeed, it is much more interesting. And Albina began to knead the iron skewers with her bare toes. She had already eaten a good deal of meat and was eating bananas. And that bananas are helpful. Here monkeys eat bananas and such mobile, fast, slender. There's nothing like a banana!
Albina began to sculpt figures out of iron with her bare fingers. And training and interesting the most. Oh, to be a goddess. Create your own universe, where everyone would have beautiful bodies, and there were no old women. After all, how terrible old age is. Although she had seen women in their nineties still competing in martial arts. Or bodybuilders.
Strength of mind and willpower! And age sports is not a hindrance! Here is its grandfather, for example, serves on veterans in power triathlon and champion even world. Let and in his age! And on the form of him wasn seventy five you give? All the more have blondes gray hair not visible!
The girl sang:
"I'll be forever young, forever barefoot!"