4 Terramezic Energy Read Online Free

was hard to imagine humans had created such marvels. Not much had remained of this facility but it had been enough for the nanites of the crystal cubes to begin their work of restoration. Myles ignored the discomfort of his body as it grew colder. He simply didn’t care what happened to it. APU 81 inhabited this human and to its way of thinking, there were plenty of humans around to spare.
    It took all of APU 81’s concentration to direct the nanites to work as efficiently as possible. The perimeter of the facility spanned several miles and APU 81 had set up a disruption field to prevent APU 4093 from detecting the terramezic energy in use. It was absolutely vital that APU 81 continue to work in secret until it seized control of this facility. Myles tore his gaze from the crystal cubes, known as NPX regeneration units, because he detected a human life form approaching. He still maintained most of his mental capacity on directing the nanites but resented the small portion of concentration it required to deal with the unwelcome guest. Myles watched the man stride over toward him. He was average height, in his forties, with thinning brown hair, a mustache, and green eyes. He wore a plaid shirt and jeans and his name was Ernest, the town sheriff. Sedalia boasted a meager population of about twelve hundred and Myles had recently purchased this abandoned farm that rested just outside of the border. APU 81 had believed the isolation of this area would afford him privacy but that was far from the truth. The nosy inhabitants of this town found many reasons to stop by. On the other hand, APU 81 figured if this had been a big city, the neighbors would probably be just as bad. Humans were a constant nuisance that it was forced to contend with.
    “Greetings, sheriff,” Myles said in a pleasant tone.
    Ernest leveled a curious look at him. “I’ve received reports that there are strange spells going on here.”
    “Strange spells?” Myles flashed an amused smile. “I’m working on a revolutionary enchantment that will enhance the soil and result in faster and better crops in the area. It’s very important work.”
    “Really?” Ernest’s green eyes conveyed renewed interest.
    Myles hadn’t intended to gain further attention. He’d been trying to give a valid reason for his work here that would satisfy the curiosity of the sheriff without inspiring more interest.
    “Yes and it takes many hours of observation and concentration. I really can’t take my attention away from my work without risking major setbacks,” Myles said.
    “What are those things?” Ernest pointed at the NPX cubes that continued to radiate with a swirling, silvery mist as nanites continued to be produced.
    “They are the source of the enchantment and they also record the results of the experiment,” Myles lied smoothly.
    “I’m going to stay and watch. I need to make sure everything is on the up and up,” Ernest said.
    “Is that really necessary, sheriff?”
    “I’m afraid so.” Ernest regarded him with a look of resolve and his green eyes glittered with eager excitement.
    He was obviously looking forward to gleaning any small nugget of information about this experiment so he could gossip to his buddies.
    Myles cocked his head at a slight angle and offered a brittle smile. “Have you ever been forced to work with a bunch of incompetent morons?”
    “From time to time.”
    “I’ve had to contend with that sort of working environment for many years,” Myles said in a conversational tone. “I’m sure you can understand how frustrating that is.”
    “I sure do,” Ernest agreed.
    “There was one company in particular that I helped to build up with some major technological advances. It’s called Freeman Enterprises. Perhaps you’ve heard of it?”
    Ernest shook his head. “Nope.”
    “There is a young man by the name of Mark Freeman who I had such high hopes for. In fact, he did make the work I’m doing now possible. Unfortunately, he