Super Trick or Treat System
Chapter 633:
November 27, 1959
Long talk with the boss. I directly gave him information about dividing the laboratory into-and -, and it was unlikely that it would be possible to make many neurological suggestions for a long time. I could see that he was very frustrated, so I started to quickly talk about my luck in kinesthesia. When he started to cheer up, I called in from the corridor and asked him to demonstrate his kick position.
In the past week, he has done very well in this regard.
I suggest: "If we publish this story to the media, it might produce beautiful action. You will find that Jack Cook was once one of the best kickers in the top ten teams, and many newspaper reporters still will Remember him." Then, I sent the biggest news. "In the last three days of practice, sir, he has been twenty, thirty or even forty yards longer than he can kick a ball with his leg. In fact, he is farther than anyone can kick a ball with a real leg."
The boss said excitedly: "That's a wonderful angle." "A world record created with a cybernetic leg!"
Cook said: "This should give us an awesome sight." "I have also been practicing a broad, photogenic smile." Fortunately, the boss did not hear his voice, this time he bent over , Research solenoid valve.
After leaving, the boss congratulated me. Very, very warm. This is a most gratifying moment. We talked for a while and worked out a plan for the press conference, and then he finally said: "By the way, do you know something about your friend? I am worried about him. He went on Thanksgiving, and there will be no more I heard it."
I said, that was shocking. When the boss asked why, I told him about Lun's performance recently, and talking and drinking are good for him. With all kinds of people. The boss said, confirming his impression.
I can say with certainty that we know each other. I feel a very harmonious relationship.
November 30, 1959
Of course, this will happen. When I got news from my boss, he decided after we talked that his absence needs to be investigated, and then he made suggestions. The six agents went to deal with the case, and then immediately went to Steve Lundy's apartment in the country, and they were really good.
Lun and his friends were drunk, and the room was full of culprits-lots of strange books and pamphlets, Lundy’s ID from Lindy’s brigade, an article written by Lundy for anarchist and pacifist magazine The article, he called it Isiak. He and his friends were arrested on the spot and a full investigation is currently underway.
The boss said that he was ransacked regardless of whether he was tried. From now on, he will never find a job on any confidential cybernetic project, because it is obvious that he violated his pledge of loyalty in discussions everywhere.
The security guard came over and asked me this morning. I am afraid that my testimony will not help the case. what can I do? As far as I know, I have to admit that security has been violated in three respects: he had discussed affairs with me when I was there, based on what he told me, and of course I was technically an outsider with me. I also pointed out that I tried to shut him up, but once he left, I didn't stop him. Damn it, anyway. Why did he go my way and put me in this moral realm? This shows a lack of consideration.
These security personnel may be too thorough. Immediately, they also want to pick up.
I caught the boss and explained that if they took away, we would have to hold a press conference because it would take months to adapt and train on another topic.
The boss immediately saw the injustice of the matter, stepped in and calmed down the security department, at least until we finished the demonstration.
December 23, 1959
What a day! The press conference this afternoon is very interesting. Dozens of reporters, photographers and journalists showed up, and we took them all to the football stadium to demonstrate. First, the boss briefly introduced cybernetics as teamwork in science, and the difference between-and -, and pointed out that from the practical humanitarian point of view of helping amputees, than is more important. .
The reporter tried to ask some related questions, but he greeted them very happily. He said some good news about me, which was indeed very good news.
Then was brought in. His steps, strides, running, jumping, jumping and everything passed his steps. Damn impressive. Then, to end the performance, Jack Cook kicked the football to ninety-three yards with actual measurements and world records, and everyone went crazy.
After that, Kukjie and I took a group photo, the boss shook hands while standing with his arms beside us. They will give us the whole thing as a Christmas gift to us. A brave war hero is exactly what the boss wants: He thinks that this kind of thing makes the impact on the public less serious, but asks to say that Something that matches the idea.
He said: "I can never kick good things with my real legs." He squeezed my hand and looked directly at me. "Oh my God, this happens to be the best Christmas gift a compatriot can get. Thank you, Santa."
I thought he was about to end there, but people in the news media said they thought it was a good emotional contact.
Goldweather was in the crowd. He said: "I only hope that when I prove that I am God, there will be so many photographers." This is just my expectation.
Unfortunately, security personnel will come tomorrow. The boss cannot argue. After all, they are patient enough to wait until after the test and demonstration, the boss and I agree that they are white. It's not that I didn't participate deeply in this case. As the boss said, you can tell someone next to the company, and so on.
December 25, 1959
It took the morning to cut out the pictures and articles in the newspaper; they gave us a great spread. In the late afternoon, I went to the boss's house for eggnog, and I finally got nervous and talked about what I had been thinking for more than a month. Strike with iron, etc.
"I have been thinking about it, sir," I said, "the solenoid system I developed for has other applications. For example, it can be easily adapted to some tricky mechanical aspects of electronic calculators." After some technical details, I can see that he is very interested. "I like working very much, since-is licking, more or less. If there is an opening in -"
The boss said, "You are such a fool." He was reading the newspaper on the coffee table. On the first page is a big picture of Cook laughing with me and shaking hands. "I like it. I can't guarantee anything, but let me think about it."
I think I went in!
December 27, 1959
The soup and fish delivered are washed and pressed. After all, I seem to benefit a lot from it. We will hold a large-scale New Year’s Eve party in the common room, where there will be square dances, swing partners, etc. When I called Marilyn, she sounded very friendly-she remembered calling me Oliver, and I was flattered for her-saying she was happy to come. It seems that she is very fond of folk dance recently.
Gosh, it would be a good thing to leave these work clothes temporarily. I am happy to say that my dress still looks good. Marilyn should be impressed. Len always wears his pajamas.
As the moon rises in the east, the factory jagged the horizon with its ugly outline. The red glow of the stove flooded high-rise buildings, huge scaffolding, rope-like elevated pipes and angry crimson columnar chimneys. The long chimneys walked towards the moon, their pollution was alleviated, and even the moon seemed to be fading. The air was supposed to be clean, but it was full of unfamiliar smells.
In the machine workshop, the huge cannon was forged into a smooth, smooth tool of death, and the sound it made was: uncontrollable, no dull, profanity. But something strange happened. Suddenly fell silent. There seemed to be a giant hand covering the metal city to reduce its screams.
There was a resounding echo in the box-like city where workers lived nearby. The windows of the little house were shining. The noise that suddenly stopped at night awakened people.
Something went wrong in the factory.
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