A video call opened on one of the displays on the dashboard. It was Professor Hagen. “Masaki has authorized you to work with two of her team leads.”
Another display lit up on Kip’s dashboard with the AICW logo.
Kip walked out to the bow deck. He thought about the time he’d uploaded his brain into Arturo years ago, and with it, all of his memories. He couldn’t ask him straightforward, historical event questions.
If Carcharias compromised Arturo, he would know those answers. An AI this sophisticated was evolving every second independent of its creator. Could the singularity be achieved by a dark demon, a murdering mutation, an abomination like Carcharias? No, no, and no.
Kip gazed down, across the water, watching the sun reflecting off the ripples. Rays of light shining and shimmering. T
