with the
nanites inside you and show you the most common language you know. In this case
it should be English, though if you know another language you could change your
thought patterns and it would change to that language as long as the computer
has it in its data base.”
“Why did you say ‘should be’?
Can’t you see what language it is displaying?” Mark asked.
Atlanta shook her head, “I see it
in Ancient Eutharan and sometimes just as lines of code. Depends on what I’m
looking at and looking for.”
“Eutharan?” Terri asked.
“Yes, this is a Eutharan Base,
one of the last in existence. I have lost contact with the others I once knew,”
Atlanta said.
Terri nodded, “I don’t see
English, I see a jumble of languages. English, Arabic, Russian, the list goes
on. Some of the words are this Eutharan Language.”
Atlanta raised an eyebrow,
“Strange, the Eutharan Empire had people who saw a multilingual display. It was the way their brains worked.
Their minds constantly moved from language to language never settling on a
specific one. They were called Cyphers, they could learn and assimilate
languages rather quickly.”
“Sounds like my sis,” Jonathan
said. “She absorbs languages like crazy, and sometimes she will start speaking
one, and not realize it.”
“A Cypher is a very rare person.
Almost everyone throughout the entire universe held Cyphers in high regard.
They had special privileges, and could go anywhere, for any reason. They had
special ships that marked them as such. Attacking a Cypher, no matter the
status of the two empires, was instant death. I should say that other races had
Cyphers, too. However, they were more predominant in the Eutharan Empire,”
Atlanta smiled at Terri. “You have a rare talent. It is one you should seek to
expand. It will be very useful when we get the base operational. I’ll upload
some alien languages I have stored in my memory banks for you to learn. If you
can train your mind to think in one language, it will help with the computer
displays.”
Terri nodded as she stared at the
damaged section of the base.
“A few more things everyone needs
to know about nanites. The nanites will also help you understand a word painted
on a wall or written on a piece of paper. They do this through contact with the
main computer core; they do not store this information. What you see here on
the hologram isn’t really on the hologram it’s in your mind, translated for
you. Though each of you has a basic understanding of Eutharan, you still think
in English,” Atlanta said. “Another thing you need to learn is that you can use
the nanites to communicate with each other. Nanites relay the conversation
through a subspace transceiver. It is encrypted,
secure, and instant. No maximum range has ever been found. They also have
limited ability to control systems on the base; if you want a door open? Think
about the door opening. Want a display to come on? Think about it coming on.”
Engineering suddenly lit up and
Brad said, “Cool.”
Atlanta nodded at him, “They also
allow you to interact with the holographic displays, such as this image.”
Atlanta pointed at the damaged section of the base.
“Okay, teach us later,” Jonathan
said. He leaned in and reached up rotating the display so he could see the
damaged sections. “Let’s get this problem taken care of first. Besides, my
brain is about to explode with all this new information.”
“Yes, Commander,” Atlanta said.
She reached down to the table and
touched it lightly which brought up a hologram on the tabletop. Reaching down
again she touched a box with the word ‘copy’ in it, and flicked her finger at
Jonathan. The document copied itself and slid across the table to Jonathan, she
repeated the process until everyone had it. Jonathan rotated the image so he
could read it.
Scrolling across the screen was
information about how many compartments had been breached, the level of power
being generated and