Parallel worlds – two. Birth of God

Chapter 4. YatSan in a parallel world

The next day came quickly.

"Let's begin the first part of the process," Ruthra commanded silently. – Now YatSan is being connected to the supercomputer."

– So, Mrs. Yat-san, are you ready to fly? This time, it's going to be grown-up.

– You always spoke with irony, as if you were making a movie in which I was the main character.

– You're no picnic either. Let's see how you do in there.

– Don't scare me with the "you" thing. I know what it means.

Rutra continued in his own spirit.

– All right, guys, let's go, shall we?

– It was romantic for me at first. A form of self-affirmation. Then I was attracted by the status of the first role. And now, after all these transmigrations of souls and life in virtual reality, I'm more attracted to your true attitude toward me, despite my fear," YatSan said.

Ruthra let out a heavy exhale.

– And I'll find out how you really feel about me. I'm sorry, the program, although based on personality interactions, still has a scientific purpose.

– Why is she the only one flying? – Iulia asked. – There were other options in the program.

– Exactly the options," Ruthra explained. – The first test is with one person. We observe. This is also done so that it doesn't feel unreal. So that all of you can confirm that the events were real.

– Are you ready, Yat-san?

– I'm ready.

– Is the body prepared? – Ruthra asked whether it was the staff or Irene.

– Ready, ready. Empty as a drum," Yatsan said before anyone else.

– Let's get down.

– It's all so easy for you.

– I have to admit, I'm not sure we're gonna make it the first time. You think this isn't fantastic to me? And what's fantastic to me is not the existence of these worlds… that makes sense… not the transmigration of consciousness. It's the distance itself. When something happens, but it is absolutely incomprehensible how it happened – that is the miracle, the magic. It takes a week to fly to the Moon, which we see every day, and there is such a jump in speed that even the second that light flies to the same Moon does not give an idea of the speed of reaching those worlds.

– Rutra, I think you are contradicting yourself. You say that one gets used to a miracle if it is repeated constantly, and then you talk about these distances.

Rutra wanted to scold her, to reprimand her, but this was typical YatSan. There was no point in warning her before the flight. Nevertheless, Rutra suddenly thought seriously about it, why her? Why had YatSan been chosen for this role? Could it be that the main parameter that the AI chose people for was their mentality? Maybe people were chosen for Rutra's character, way of thinking, moral and ethical standards? It's true: if it wasn't so, Rutra wouldn't be able to work with them. At the very least, their behavior would cause conflict. And friendly relations wouldn't even work at all. You have to understand yourself first of all.

These thoughts distracted Ruthra a bit. On one channel was the board and council, on the second was the staff and control center, and on the third was YatSan and the team. To be honest, despite all the experiments, few believed that Rutra's program was real. Rutra himself didn't really care. He was confident of success. His idea had to work.

YatSan was already in the rig, her brain being plugged into the program. Ruthra walked over to her, leaning in a little.

– Well, I look forward to coming back.

– I'll see what you're like, maybe I'll stay.

– Believe me, I'm probably of more status there than you might realize.

– Why don't you tell me who you are?

– You'll see everything. The main thing is, don't forget the moral guidelines, the goals of the assignment. You passed the psychiatrists and psychoanalysts with flying colors, even though I had my doubts. Calm down, calm down. You realize that sometimes you're very emotional.

– Okay, wish me a good journey," YatSan said when her eyes were already closed by the installation.

– Bon voyage, happy return," said both staff, staff and Irene.

And Ruthra thought to himself again: "There couldn't have been anyone but YatSan. Why am I slowing down again… After all, in that world, a person has already been approved. I can't change the worlds that have gone forward. So Irene has found exactly the right one. It's YatSan." And then he wondered: how in those worlds (or at least in that world) did YatSan become his wife?

Here Rutra's memory rolled back to when he was just beginning to carry out trials on the experiment. It would be foolish to think that he (much less a "luminary of science") had not conducted the first trials. Of course, the participants were directly them – Rutra and the scientist. Ruthra had already been to those worlds, which was why he was so confident. The staff and the scientific community knew about all of this. The council and the board did, too. Only they all took their word for it. Ruthra had been very involved in the creation of this community. He was a member of a super-secret international organization. It was a secret behind seven seals. This organization united all the intelligence services of the planet, manipulated and ruled the world. It seems at first glance that it is impossible, that it is a global conspiracy. But all intelligence agencies, all governments cooperate on all kinds of control programs, they have a coordinating center. They cooperate and "fight" officially. So those who control all this, one day thought: why should we interfere with each other? Let's agree to play by our own rules among ourselves. Let's unite and share the world. That's it. It seems like something unrealistic in the current state of politics and international relations. But there's a UN? Yes. Is there a World Bank? Yes. Check. There are recognized freely convertible currencies? Yes. Check. International counterterrorism programs are in place? Yes. Check. And this item is very interesting because it includes undesirable religious and national-patriotic organizations. And the main thing in the modern world is a nuclear club, where some can do everything and others can do nothing. And the global communications network. It's completely under tight control. Rutra, investigating the failure in controlling the automatic launch of the Perimeter system, which is controlled by artificial intelligence, studied all these systems and came to the conclusion that now there is a new force to be reckoned with. It is the artificial intelligence system itself. After all, humans control everything from the trigger pulled to the artificial life support machine. So what is so surprising about AI control, if such systems and mechanisms will be controlled by a supercomputer. Artificial intelligence is what brought everyone together secretly. So, knowing all this, having a very high rank in that system, Rutra created an even more secretive organization, the centerpiece of which were the scientists. They were the only ones who could create what was supposed to be secret. Or rather, they created all the things that were classified and guarded by the secret services. For example, secret technologies and equipment for controlling society, penetrating into human memory, suggestion and intimidation. And to be even more precise – those who created special services, i.e. power. That is, they created what the power forced to classify, to keep secret in order to realize their power with the help of these discoveries and inventions. And power has historically been transferred or seized by individuals. But the world had come to a point where a single personality could not mean so much against artificial intelligence. The world became a different world in itself, and one day a group of scientists decided to use their discoveries to control those, that is, power, who, using their work, controlled people. The power has always created and used special services to control the people, including with the help of these same discoveries and inventions. The most annoying thing for the scientific community was that the power also controlled them with the help of special services, using their own inventions. That's the way it is. Rutra changed everything. And he did it in such a way that few people realized what had happened. More precisely, neither the intelligence services, nor the governments, and even less the masses of people did not realize that the world was different, that the real power was not with those in power. This was yet to be revealed to the world. However, it was not yet time.

In the seconds it took YatSan's consciousness to travel billions of light years, Rutra's memory replayed the events of his first "flight" to other worlds. On Earth, in the laboratory, seconds had really passed, and in his mind, a day's worth of history. Rutra kept wondering: would this YatSan be different? Would she do what he had in mind? And what motivated her to do that there? Rutra's thought "fell" into the past again....

That day, after a similar consciousness transmigration experiment, his friend, after seeing them off with Amita, contacted him discreetly. To Rutra's surprise, the scientist suggested without joking or laughing:

– Ruthra, I'm sure the system will work exactly the same as the consciousness transfer here. I propose a real experiment in parallel worlds.

– You first have to be sure where these worlds are.

– I have determined," he said confidently.

Ruthra felt that confidence transfer to him. Somehow all doubt had vanished.

– And how, where? – Ruthra asked excitedly.

– It's very simple. In fact, these entangled particles are invisible markers that determine the presence and location of these worlds. They can't go anywhere except to their own kind. Otherwise, they'll come back. This is the principle of any sonar and radar. The beam left, and if it wasn't captured there – scanned and returned, then again and again. Since their inception, they've held that connection. As the arrow of a compass finds the field of its properties, so the entangled particle will find its twin. It can find no refuge anywhere. Perhaps it is something that our brains have been signaling since time immemorial. We have labeled it as the home of the soul. Perhaps after death, we, or rather particles, are relocated to another world where their twins still live in a similar body. A world where time has been shifted downward.

– Do the particles that were there fly out, giving way to these, and fly to another world?

– It's possible.

– Then how do they settle in there – the same way or do they give birth to new life?

– More likely, they're giving birth to new life.

– Clever… and kind of explains the whole system of creation.

– Probably, yeah.

– Are you suggesting we give it a try?

– Yeah. It's probably perfectly safe.

– Completely?

– Probably right.

– Probably?

– Don't start. Get in the machine.

– No, you first, your majesty.

– You're "your majesty" here.

– Yeah, well, you're a science major.

– Come on, stop schooling that young lady of yours.

– I'm cooking it.

– I know how you cook it. Really, do you fry it or boil it? Or do you stew it?

– Uh-huh. Be careful.

– And another thing – is she a risk you're willing to take?

– No, you didn't. I haven't even done a mind transference experiment on her yet.

– You're busy doing other experiments with her.

– That's enough.

– Had enough? Then brave the installation.

– I'll check my clone and digital copy of consciousness first.

– Afraid I'll take over?

– Anything is to be expected of you, especially after your latest antics.

– From you too…

Rutra ended up in a world where he is a famous scientist who invented a method on how to prolong life by replacing the thymus gland. That successful experiment had given him confidence in YatSan's mission. However, according to his theory of mirror worlds, the nuclear catastrophe that had occurred there, even if in a different form, would still happen here. He hoped for YatSan's actions in the current experiment. He hoped for a change in the process of events. No one on Earth, except for him, Parmen and Irene, knew about the coming danger, and even their trio did not know in what form this danger would be reflected.

***

YatSan woke up in bed. She turned around a little. It was a large room with a very high ceiling. The bed was raised on a pedestal so that you had to walk down to the floor on steps. In the middle of the room was a pool with a fountain. All the walls were of colored stained glass painted in the style of the seasons, and the ceiling, which consisted of two sliding dome-shaped spheres, was covered with twinkling lights copying the starry sky…

– Fix that picture," Ruthra almost shouted.

– I've got it," Irene reported.

– Why? – Catherine asked.

– It's a nice place for her to live," Iulia said.

– From the position of the stars, we may be able to calculate the coordinates of this location," Ruthra explained.

– 'Hardly,' Parmenides pointed out, 'there aren't even any bears there.

– Have you been able to identify it yet? – Iulia asked.

The scientist nodded.

– Quiet. Let's watch. Indeed, if Irene is silent, we have nothing to look for," Ruthra said.

– Something remotely resembling some star clusters seems to be there.

– All right. Uh-huh. We'll wait for more information. Let's keep looking.

– Does YatSan there realize it's her from here? – IuLia inquired.

– You should listen to what they say. Of course he does," Andrian answered her.

He smiled a little, hoping to smooth over his unintentional rudeness. Iulia still didn't appreciate it, turning away from him resentfully.

– Actually, we don't know for sure. Remember the clone situation," Ruthra explained.

YatSan pulled herself up, sitting on the edge of the bed. It was a huge double bed. You could say it was Gulliver's bed. Suddenly, YatSan jumped up and, completely naked, ran and dove into the pool. After swimming along the bottom to the next edge, she surfaced and ran to the wall with a picture of a rainy street. As soon as she reached the wall, the partition disappeared, a corridor opened up, and a shower of jets poured down on her from all sides.

– Why do we see it that way? We have to look at everything through her eyes, don't we? – Ruthra asked.

Everyone already realized that the question was directed to Irene.

– I tried it – and their AI gave access," she replied.

– What do you mean?

– They have AI, too.

– That's understandable. Civilization seems decent. By the way, what's the name of their AI?

– NRC. They sweetly call her NaRiKa.

– I wonder how they decipher that?

– Neural team leader – Andrian offered his variant.

– I don't think so," Iulia replied without turning around.

Then, looking at Rutra, she asked:

– Does our Irene stand for something? I mean, her manager's name is Irene. She's human, so her name is just a name.

– Let's not get distracted," Ruthra said.

Then turned to Irene:

– Why did you give me access? Who did NaRiKa think you were?

– I contacted her through YatSan's brain. She mistakes me for Yat-San.

– That's a good one. You're getting a signal through the moon stations?

– No. It's completely different. The signal doesn't travel like radio waves.

– I told you," the scientist said quietly, pointing a finger at Ruthra as if to rebuke him.

– And what did you say? – Ruthra asked him with some sarcasm.

– I told you the signal would be impossible to pick up normally.

– You said it was impossible because of the speed of radio waves. They, like light, would take billions of years to travel.

– Isn't that enough for you?

– So you said there wouldn't be a signal at all. I said it would.

– And how did you, your majesty, know that?

– You have a weak imagination.

– You assured me it would be just like the transmigration of consciousness. You convert the encoding of digitization of consciousness into a matrix of influence on one of the entangled particles, it transmits its state to another particle, decoding takes place there, as if unwinding a spring, and the state here turns out to be the state there. But how does the state there turn out to be the state here?

– What did you just say? Do you understand? The particles are in constant communication. So they affect each other's state. A change there causes a change here. That's the signal. She got a signal in her brain. It's at the atomic level. The signal is created by all the atoms that make up a person. Everything in him is changing somehow. Including these particles. So they're transmitting what's happening to them out there.

– Have you men remembered we're here," Iulia asked.

– I don't think so.

– Then speak in a way we can understand.

Meanwhile, on the screen, YatSan was getting dressed.

– Maybe you won't watch this scene? – Catherine said unaccustomedly loudly.

– Yes," Iulia encouraged her.

– We're not looking," Parmenides replied cheekily.

In fact, the men, pretending to be engaged in a passionate discussion, in which Andrian also joined, looked at the screen with one eye. YatSan had a good figure. She was even more athletic there. She dressed quickly. All her movements were polished, even sharp. She seemed to be in a hurry.

– So how do we still get a signal? – Ruthra asked, looking at the screen.

Irene replied:

– The signal passed as a permanent link between YatSan's brain here and YatSan's brain there.

– What does that mean? – Andrian asked.

– We don't understand it yet," the scientist said.

Irene continued:

– There was a theory, and it turned out to be correct. The brain-to-brain connection is still intact.

– How? You mean you're picking up a signal from YatSan's brain, I mean YatSan's body that's lying there in the sarcophagus?

– Yeah, that's right.

– What's left in the brain? Consciousness is there.

– Rutra Tigrovic, you surprise me.

– Maybe. But it's still unclear. So, it turns out that the minimal set, which is responsible for the work of the autonomic nervous system, can receive a signal?

– The signal goes between entangled pairs of electrons, and they are completely inanimate substances. We get the signal because they're identical to the ones that came out of the brain. Or rather, the ones we took and sent out.

– I'm already confused, so don't go any further. Can we convert the image to holographic form?

– We can," Irene replied, and the scene from the screen appeared right in front of them.

Now everyone was watching what was happening from above. YatSan got dressed and went through the corridor to a large room that looked like an empire-style ceremonial hall. She quickly passed through it and entered a smaller one, which turned out to be an elevator. The image disappeared for a while.

– Where is she? – Ruthra asked.

– The connection's gone. All the entangled pairs are in their previous state. I have to get their altered state to convert the change into a matrix of information. And then into sound or image.

– Rutra Tigrovich, I think it's time for me to reveal some secrets," the scientist said with his usual cunning in his voice.

– What secrets?

– What you know about that world.

– Have I been hiding something from you?

– From me, maybe not, but....

As if flirting, he began to squint in the direction of the team.

– Why would they do that? They're about to find out.

– Why? Then why are they here? Let's start there.

– You should know.

– I was talking about one. You've already thought of a team. So if we're going to use it to influence and communicate with Yat-san, it's time to reveal our cards.

– Gentlemen of science, perhaps you can clarify? – Iulia intervened.

– Yes, it wouldn't hurt," Catherine backed her up now.

– The point is, you have to connect with YatSan from here. So we can put you in a rig and you can alpha-visualize your entangled pairs. Here and there.

– There you go," Iulia said in surprise. – What secret are you hiding from us?

– There's nothing to hide, Rutra has a very high status there. He was there. I mean really Ruthra was there," Parmenides admitted treacherously. – I'll tell you now. Why do you think we want to do it all so quickly without any special experiments? Because time is short. The world is on the brink of catastrophe. Your favorite was there… moreover, do you know who he is?

– Who? – Iulia asked.

– Didn't you notice the couple's portrait in the bedroom?

– I did.

– And who was there?

Iulia tried to remember. Catherine and Andrian also thought about it.

– It's, it's… you, Ruthra? – Catherine's expression was formal.

– Yes, he is the president there. YatSan and Rutra are husband and wife there," the scientist blurted out.

– Wait, wait," before Iulia could finish speaking, the hologram came into motion.

It was huge, and it gave the impression – everything was happening right in front of them right now. There was a view from the street to the house. It was a luxurious mansion with columns. Suddenly, a bike – a fantastic-looking motorcycle – "flew" out of it onto the street. YatSan was sitting on it. She burst into the street and sped down the oncoming lane, wriggling like lightning.

– Irene, can you get information from their systems? From this NaRiKa?

– I'm on it. Through all the surveillance systems. Yatsan has access to everything there, but her ability to influence them is a little limited. There's some kind of lockdown.

– Apparently, she's a bit of a miracle out there, too. Where she's going, can't you find out?

– Apparently to you.

– Well, well, that's interesting, Rutra Tigrovitch," Parmenides said, rubbing his hands together.

– Why are you laughing? You know the consequences.

– I believe in Yat-San. She will save you from you.

– Oh, my God. Don't you realize what's going on?

– It's gonna be a big boo-boo. There was a big bang in the universe, so let there be a big bang on Earth. Maybe the world will be a new world.

– Maybe he will, just without us.

YatSan drove like a madwoman, crossing lanes without paying attention to signs and traffic lights. Suddenly, the ladies shrieked, and Ruthra looked up from the scientist and looked sharply at what was happening. YatSan was racing toward an approaching sports car. He was stepping on the gas, and she wasn't going to give way. Rutra's hair stood on end, and Julia and Catherine covered their mouths with their palms in horror. The lab staff froze in anticipation, Andrian reflexively prepared to catch the holographic figure. Only Parmenides watched calmly.

The car squealed with a squeaky, ear-splitting screech of braking. YatSan, also braking, but not so intensely, created a noxious mixture of deafening sounds; the engine roared like a tiger and played the lead role. It was a show no one expected. The sports car skidded across the track, and the other cars struggled to avoid the impact. The bike, squealing, switching from braking to slipping, made a turn around the stunned car driver, came forward. YatSan, deliberately epathetically, at the same time gracefully, let the tachometer see the peak of its capabilities several times, then, raising the bike in a "wili" pose, rushed to the hood of the car, made a circle there, jumped off, turned around and carried on. There was silence on the track, as well as in the observation room.

– It's not YatSan," Iulia said cautiously.

– YatSan, YatSan, still like YatSan," the scientist said cheerfully.

– Irene, are we confused? Maybe the consciousness transition didn't happen? – Ruthra asked.

– I'm clear on the location," she replied.

– Oh! How? – Ruthra exclaimed excitedly.

– How? Where?" the scientist asked, looking at Rutra with equal delight.

– That's a long way off.

– You tell me how? By the stars on the ceiling?

– No. Particle bonding. They form a continuous line of communication. That is, entangled pairs of particles don't fly away: they fly away and come back. One particle here, one particle there. Some leave their second pair here and some leave their second pair there. We are not transmitting her brain, not the information recorded, but the state of the particles. Having made her digital copy of her consciousness as if it were a kind of puzzles, we passed the particles through them, they changed their state, then this state was transmitted to the particles in YatSan's brain.