Chapter 15
In the control room of the research center in Tower Seven in Eudaiz, Tadgh hunched over the dashboard in front of several computer screens. He had given up negotiating with the robot using voice commands and must have pressed an incorrect button.
The screen was filled with nonsensical numbers and letters.
He needed the machine, so smashing it right now would, first, not suit his style, and second, wouldn’t be wise.
Jo walked through the door with a radiant smile on her foxy face, her long dark hair flying behind her. “Sciphil Seven, you look troubled!” she said and kissed him on the cheek.
“Now that you’ve said that, I have to say that I’m a Sciphil, a scientist philosopher, not a computer nerd. The robot is supposed to serve me, not ask me a gazillion questions when I only
