S01E09 Immediate life-prolonging measures by Eftos (best thriller novels of all time .txt) 📕

Tunnel Sci-Fi Trilogy (Eftos-Epos)
1) Kingdom of a thousand

2) Halfworld
3) The last crisis

S01E09 (IX) Immediate life-prolonging measures
Actually, Major-General Pavel Rebelkov every reason to be cheerful. Operation "New Order" is rapidly growing. The whole team Alepto Retzlav in the first place is totally with the matter.
Delicate threads are woven with the Royal troops over there in the indicators system. Top priority is its secrecy.
Although Leviathan Westerburg far as the sparse military did his cousin Queen monitor Hypatia I, but it is really only considered to recruit one hundred percent loyalty line supporters for the new job.
An endeavor that requires a lot of logistics in the human and technical fields. But Rebelkov has excellent relations.
Yes, everything is fine until the appointment tomorrow. Helga has reminded him again until five minutes ago about it: morning at nine stands at a check-up at Queen's personal physician, Prof. Dr. Theo Plus Noktios.
Although Rebelkov knows the Dr. for over twenty years, He has remained a man Theo Plus Noktios closed. His private life is unknown, except for the fact that he has never married.
However, there are rumors about him are so incredible that you can only shake his head. What should have happened since then in his dissertation celebration ... outrageous!
What is agreed, however, all are closed, his high reputation and excellent medical expertise. He is the best. It covers only a handful of selected private patients from the realm of the Regental family.
Rebelkov remembers him mainly as a clone specialist. Because what he had for him. He was about sixteen years before Him.
The general knows that he has a iPS clone. He is also known that it grows up shielded from the outside top of the mountain sanatorium old rose. Is it so much that he needs spare parts?
For a better understanding of this point, once the former issue of Dr. Theo Plus Noktios:
"Because it will be important to your future, my dear Rebelkov, we will create for them a clone from induced pluripotent cells. We called the genes Oct4, Sox2, Klf4, c-Myc activate and then select for accordingly. By growth factors and genetic manipulation, they are then differentiated into gametes. These are primal-methylated and transplanted into an artificial womb. "
Rebelkovs clone is thus no where cells are seeded and recombined clone but a real in every sense of the word. It is made of one hundred percent own cell material.
This person who grows up under the name of Envy Palmgren far away in the mountain sanatorium old rose is an exact, although younger mirror image of the old general. Envy itself has no idea of all this. He was told he is an orphan.
So much for the past, now rapidly back to the here and now, and thus to the forthcoming appointment tomorrow.
"Let's see what he finds all this time again," thinks Rebelkov with very mixed feelings. Makes him queasy, the invitation itself which consists of only two words, "routine internal investigation."
It is true Rebelkov has gelumpt earlier, as they say. Less with the opposite sex, more because of the career. The young Major was doing everything to get ahead professionally.
Booze coupled with high nicotine consumption in the old barracks of Trymoo were often on the program. The next day a Roba blowing hunting in the swamps of the trot Andes.
Even with superior weapons poses such a hazard hunt. The width of the dense undergrowth is still your domain. Her grim expression reminiscent of the distant relationship of tame Ruba. The Roba are bipedal, just like pigs, but very wild.
to hunt on the forest moon of damp, rugged terrain in this highly intelligent wild boar Rotten and massacre from hardened. He almost went on it once currencies even as a spear while his left side above the pelvic bone pierced.
Although no bodies have been affected but the bacterial infection, then was hearty. For years he had had to take antibiotics.
Rebelkov is of the sort that leaves the other whining. Plucked him once again a new niggles it is like this in another form to his subordinates. Humanity is a foreign word for him.
He is so real excited to see what the butcher has to suspend him this time. After he had shooed some new, hard-working Ruba, the corners and seems intent only eaten something light for dinner, he lies unusually early to bed.
Intensive Medical Research Institute of Her Majesty's a cold commercial buildings. "Chair: Prof. Dr. Theo Noktios Plus" stands on the marble plaque at the entrance.
Major General Pavel Rebelkov does not require a date or even a waiting room. The nurse at the reception, probably even a doctor agreed, once the professor.
Not five minutes later, this will appear in person at the scene. Dr. Theo Noktios Plus, the ascetic is a remarkable phenomenon. Impossible to take in the wild, such a person. Although he abhors any kind of sport is not an ounce too much of him. Although he is heart and soul of medicine but he rejects all types of pills or miracle mouth. "In the hospital, the sick people" is one of his favorite quotes. In his gleaming white coat, he walks to the front desk.
"Ah, Rebelkov" he said, "here we go." He greeted him with a handshake. "Good morning, sir," said the general.
"Let the professor away Rebelkov that you get paid," replied Noktios. "The doctor I've bought it. Professor, you make one so that students can attend an intelligent. "
Then the doctor shows his hand back into the building. They walk inside.
"So, Rebelkov, I heard you are busy ..." he is the best. The general has no idea how he knows this already. "Yeah," he says hesitantly, "It is good."
"But Rebelkov, I know that. Are you a man possessed, just like me. I like that. Our scrap metal casings are faulty. They are full almost before it. "
This metaphor means Noktios the human body. He continues: "However, few of the best things to do, which are greater than your own insignificance. Rather than one hundred days one days lion sheep, eh? "
Rebelkov does it all just like that first note. He knows his Pappenheimer and knows that it can easily get worse.
His private laboratory was soon reached. A golden door sign betrays this in addition. Apparently there are Comm, or the GPS receiver to open up automatically command the door, so you go inside.
Inside were two protagonists as you could hardly be more different. The one wearing the clothes of a technician and functional programming just how wild his eyes with Comm.
The other is a doctor. Bright red spots on his otherwise impeccable white coat can be seen. It looks like he comes straight from the animal laboratory.
"As you see, Rebelkov, we have bigger with you before," says Noktios. "Let me introduce you. On the left Dr. Septimus Koldrust, head of the Laboratory of Genetic Mechanics Rebelkov He nods to the aforementioned back.
"To the right we have the Mecha-Tec Dr. Tilon Abendroth by the Institute of Applied Cybernetics and robot technology, also here Lyporo." Rises again Rebelkov nods shortly, the addressed only briefly to look, then he was back at one with his Comm.
Noktios is satisfied. No one has ever seen open laughter, but now he seems happy. It is he seems impressed by this, by Him arranged setup.
"Gentlemen, I need you like. But first, my dear general, I look a closer look at me. " He is preceded in his consulting room, Rebelkov in tow.
The General sits on the spectators. Noktios closes the door. "Rebelkov feel like you are" the doctor asks as he sits down behind his desk space.
"Well, it works. Sometimes a bit tired, but on the whole I am satisfied, "says this. Noktios turns his pen between his fingers, he begins:
"Believe me, Rebelkov in these areas is already some patients anything but the truth was told ..." Rebelkov looks at him, Noktios continues.
"In your case we will, however, about exactly what we intend to inform." The general is now very tense. What's next?
Dr. Tippett Noktios briefly what in his Comm. "Even in your last check was clearly established that somatic your overall health is far from optimal. It rattles as it were considerably in there, Rebelkov. "He points to his upper body. Rebelkov scratches his ear.
"Your internal organs" continues the Dr. "due to years of taking antibiotics and because of your rampant lifestyle against significant damage. We must act. "Rebelkov frowns.
"I'll do shortly, Rebelkov" says Noktios ". We plan for a brain transplant to clone your top of the mountain sanatorium" He pauses briefly.
"Brain transplant" asks Rebelkov. The doctor nods. "Yes, you heard right. This is also a proto-operation, which means it was never carried out such. "
Rebelkov swallows Noktius continues: "The colleague, however, a new quasi Koldrust waterproof process has developed." This helps to reduce Rebelkov's little discomfort. He taps his finger on the table.
The Professor continues: "I was recently up in the old pink and I've seen Palmgren Envy." With this sentence he hands over some photos of a skeptical General.
"What's that?" He asks. "Well, Rebelkov, the first picture on the left shows your thumb print and the right of your clone. On the second one recognizes your iris pattern left and right of the Palmgren Envy. "
Rebelkov compares the pictures in amazement. "I see no difference," he says finally.
"There is no difference!" Noktios triumphs. "Look at the leg. The Mole is sitting exactly at the same place. Rebelkov what we see here is an excellent new host for you! "" This is your new life, "he says finally.
Rebelkov is torn. On the one hand, everyone could really see it all the same, on the other: the brain transplant ... Is that actually possible?
Noktios read all this in the face of his patients. He had expected this reaction. It is time to pull on the other aces up their sleeve.
"Sadly, your clone is still too young. The differentiation is ongoing. He is with his gerademal 15 years growing. But in three years, he has come. "
"At 18, the timing is ideal. Reached the topology of the highest compatibility. At this time, but quick action is called for. "
"The mountain sanatorium old rose is the most peaceful and most charming place in a radius of 50 light years. Your clone is in the circle of young Mahler, poet and musician brought up. "
He reflected further. Rebelkov wondering something. Why just this nebulous sanatorium is a favorite topic of the professor?
"The catch any small, even the poor Rose stupor. I have known your mother, Nimoa. No wonder she was nursing care. Which has carved itself constantly. She strokes all day today the roses. It's all a question of anesthesia, as I always say. "
"Unfortunately I made during my last visit to the home management's attention that Palmgren unfounded trains first developed aggressive behavior. Despite the beautiful spiritual education. Medication is inappropriate in his case. The course is supposed to mature. "
"He's your clone, Rebelkov! to wait much longer would be fatal. "
The last sentences of the doctor ignored the major