๐Ÿ“– Soulless beings | Original novel | Chapter 1. Part 3: Weet woo...!

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Synopsis


After the first two decades of the XXII century, the world population has been drastically decimated by a deadly virus that prevents sexual reproduction of people, so while the development of Cybors proliferates in the East, in the West society uses genetic engineering to procreate to the new generations. In the only great city on the planet populated mostly by biological beings, a naturally conceived young man will begin an adventure to discover the truth about his origin, which will lead him to play an important role in the salvation of the human species.



Note: I want to apologize in advance for the presence in the text of cacophonies and other writing problems, since initially I wrote it in my native language which is Spanish, the content of this publication is simply the English translation of that original article .





Chapter 1. Part 3: Weet woo...!


Right away, he could see among the pending notifications that emerged in front of his eyes, that he had two missed calls, so he focused his gaze on them for an instant and that was enough for the notification tray to expand, showing a little more detail about each one: The first call had been made by Amy Yoshida at 7:12:37 AM and had a three-dimensional message associated with it, the second corresponded to David Helmerk, an important client of Erik who had previously installed the SmartHome system of his residence and provided different software maintenance services for your security company; This call came at 8:23:11 AM, a little over half an hour ago. With a wave of his right hand over the visual space where the notification card was located, he gave the signal for Amy's message to be played.

The holographic figure of the girl then appeared in front of him: she was wearing a very short and light garment with a typical Japanese appearance, with a modern and somewhat daring touch, which made her show off a candid sensuality. He looked at her with desire, widening his eyes in surprise at the image in front of him, at the same time he contracted his lips and inhaled a breath of air through them, thus producing a subtle hiss: ! Inside himself, an idea germinated in his mind: "I should get an animated tattoo on the left side of my chest with an anime version of Amy wearing those pajamas." Movement tattoos were a very popular fad and he hadn't known it until then. daring to make one, mainly because he is not convinced of wearing a certain illustration on his skin for the rest of his existence.

"Good morning my love," said the graphic representation of the young woman, "I suspected you were still asleep, but I wanted to show you what I was wearing today, I'm sure you will love it." She, "she turned around, displaying her outfit and after requesting a response, she concluded by throwing a kiss at him:" Call me when you get up! Please ... Smooch!

During the reproduction of the holmessage, Erik stood on a delimited area of โ€‹โ€‹the ground, which concealed underneath a series of devices destined to the maintenance of the corporal extremities, among them the removal of dead skin and nail clipping; So, there was an opening in the floor and a plate emerged from it that formed an acute angle in relation to the floor and momentarily covered a good part of his lower limbs, to apply a quick pedicure session. Likewise, a pair of ellipsoidal devices came out and climbed to a height where he could insert his hands through the holes that they presented in the front of him, in order to also receive a short manicure procedure.

Amy's image faded as he stepped away from that beauty treatment station and put on the beach-type slippers that he had brought in and that he used to wear when he was home. Although he was very passionate about Japanese culture, wearing traditional sandals such as those of the Zori, Geta or Setta type, was a custom that completely escaped his procedure, he had a pair of these kept as a kind of collectible object, but putting them on was more beyond its limit. Wearing the heel bare and a couple of centimeters outside the shoes properly, it seemed to him that it would look ridiculous on him, but wearing them in an inappropriate way would be a disrespect to the culture of Japan.

Therefore, although his apartment imitated the architecture of that eastern nation and he himself practiced with intensity the martial arts from that disappeared country, in general he did not dare to wear folk clothes, except for the sports kimonos that he wore when training. Karate, Judo, Jiu-jitsu or Aikido; all combat disciplines in which he was a true expert. Unlike most of the population of Global City, who were obese due to the absolute sedentary lifestyle of that society, Erik had an extraordinary physical complexion, he had dedicated most of his life to training his body, practicing different contact disciplines and doing strenuous exercise routines. All in order to emulate his parents, whom he did not know personally, but who, thanks to his grandparents, knew a lot about them.

Having completed his morning grooming routine, he brought his palm up to the wall and as a result another patch of liquid crystal was opened, revealing a cabinet with clothing and other personal items. There he dressed in black jumpsuit-type pants and a white T-shirt and applied deodorant spray; Looking in the mirror he combed his hair for a few seconds, just before finally leaving the bathroom. As she opened and walked through the door, his stomach seemed to ignite, as he made a faint cracking sound that sent a reminder to her brain linked to his ravenous appetite.

In the main hall that now had the appearance of a Japanese-architectural living room, the visual representation of his personal assistant awaited him, whose appearance was that of a Caucasian woman, with black hair and light skin, dressed in a sober fashion. casual time. It was common for these virtual agents to simulate the appearance and behavior of a real human being, since it had a positive psychological effect on those people who, like Erik, lived exclusively in the company of these technologies; thereby preventing them from experiencing mental disorders as a result of her prolonged loneliness.

"Good morning boss," said the artificial intelligence figure from the chair in which she was pretending to be sitting. "Did you see you have a call from Mr. Helmerk?"

"Hello Mixi." Yes, I just saw her, โ€Erik replied, addressing her by her nickname of command. Did he leave me saying something?

"Only please call him back," Mixi replied, "and that the communication is for business purposes."

"All right, then let's call him right now."

The call was immediately executed and Erik took a seat in the armchair that was now in the center of the room, right in front of a synthetic wood table. This furniture was very similar to the real appearance of Japanese pieces, with the significant difference of not having the seats at ground level, something characteristic of the furniture commonly used in the land of the rising sun, since in this nation it is customary to sit. at the height of the floor.

"Hello!" The client answered and his face was shown in a two-dimensional way in front of Erik, as if it were a flat and animated brochure floating in the middle of the room.

"Good morning Mr. David," he greeted with familiarity. "How's everything going?" Time without seeing it!

"Good morning Erik, that's right, I haven't seen you since you set up the company simulator," the businessman replied with pleasure. "I'm very good, thank you, I hope you do too."

"You can't imagine how much!" He hastened to assure with evident joviality in his words and immediately changed the tone to a more serious one, "I have a call from you, forgive me that I did not answer at the time, it is that today I fell asleep."

"I can imagine why, I was once young too." Don't worry, โ€he agreed. The reason for my call is that I recently bought an old building from the city hall and I need to upgrade the outdated systems. Could we meet there to show you what I want and that you estimate the work?

"Sure you do, just tell me the time and send the building's address to my aircar system."

"Excellent, I'll wait for you there at 10:00 then."

"I will be there."

After the first call, he prepared to make another in response to the message that Amy had left him, this time it would be a communication in three-dimensional format, which means that the image of his girlfriend would be projected in front of him, as if he were physically inside of the same room in the apartment, in the same way that her own virtual representation would appear in front of her when she received the call; almost as if they had teleported in front of each other. But first he had to instruct his assistant to carry out some tasks prior to the trip he would make to the city center.

"Mixi please, make me a couple of sandwiches for breakfast I'm hungry. He also checks that the car is ready to go and when Helmerk has sent the address he fixes everything for us to leave."

"The coordinates of the location have just arrived, I have already defined the fastest route: I estimate that it takes 20 or 25 minutes at most to travel there, so in 40 minutes you should be ready to leave. Would you like the sandwiches with coffee?"

"Yes, a cappuccino please. Oh ... and choose me a change of clothes according to the occasion. I'm going to call Amy while you do that."

"Understood!" The assistant answered in a low voice, walking towards the kitchen.



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