Истории Nanobots

Science Fiction / Short story: In the future there is the City. A hedonistic world where humankind's every whim and need is catered for by the Mind, the super computer that controls every aspect of day to day life. The human mind is a far more complex thing than even the Mind can anticipate though. What happens when the human mind evolves to a point far beyond what is considered 'normal'? What happens if the elements themselves are bent to the whim of one man who has lost everything he cares for? Love. Logic. Reality. Which is more real?

Toby Chan has a rare disease that many doctors believe isn't real. Unwilling to live in constant agony, he gets on a spaceship for a time-dilation journey to the future, hoping the world he returns to would have a cure. Would he be able to find a life free from pain, or would innovations in medical science continue to leave him behind? Winner of the Science Fiction Holiday Contest, June 2020. General prompt: Innovation Story specific prompt: "By putting forward the hands of the clock you shall not advance the hour" -- Victor Hugo Author's note: The disease in this story is fictional.

Chicago, 2162. Thirty-one years after the Mainframe fell. Thirty-one years after a ten-year-old girl walked out of a trading floor carrying a dead man's device and the weight of something no child should have had to do. The world did not rebuild itself the way the survivors hoped. The gangs still hold the sectors. But north of the city, people have made something out of forty years of not giving up - a settlement with clean water and a school of sorts and three women who cook for everyone on Thursdays. Not a civilisation. A place where nothing breaks for a week at a time. Carrie Webb is forty-one. She lives alone in a cabin by a lake in Wisconsin, eighty kilometres from the city that made her and asked too much of her before she was old enough to understand what was being asked. She grows her own food. She splits her own wood. On her wrist, a green light that has been the only conversation she has had in three decades. And the Hybrids are failing. Without the Mainframe to coordinate them they are running corrupted loops in bodies that used to be people - turning in circles, walking without destination, sitting down. In another decade there may be none left. But underneath the failing protocols something older is becoming audible. Something that has no name in any file her father ever wrote. Something that responds to warmth. To light. To a lit window on the far side of the water. One of them comes to her fence with its hand out, palm up. And in a basement beneath the Chicago Board of Trade, twenty-three of them have been standing perfectly still for thirty-one days - over a thing that pulsed once on the night the Mainframe died, and has not moved since. The war ended in 2131. Nobody told what was underneath it.

Two years has passed since the last mission. The trident of Poseidon calls out, and the team is back to business. After the mission, something inside Mike has awaken. Read on to find out what it is.

Neandra is a biomech. Nanobots throughout her system constantly repair her after the virus that nearly destroyed the genemods rendered her nervous system inoperable. Many a corporation would like to get at her bots to study them and gain the secret to the highly energetic chemical waste they produce, but her chem vials go to DynaCorp and nowhere else. **UNDER COMPLETE REWRITE FOR CAMP NANO** New characters, new settings, new plot, it's all brand new and all for you. Stay tuned after July!

The year is 2096 and every human in the Earth is normal due to NANO BOTS. The headquarters in US is in the control of NASA, SETI, FBI etc Humanity has paved way for unlimited energy What happens when the power goes in the wrong hands?? Like SETI and NASA?

The world has ended, and now it's the times after the end of times. Can the world find a new foot to stand on as it's overpopulated lands become a landfill of bodies? That is up to you.

Humanity perfects nanotechnology. With their atom-sized nanorobots, they eliminate the problem of scarcity. They can create anything they want, anytime and as much as they want. Moreover, by developing treatments at the atomic level, they cure all diseases, giving people the chance to live forever. Ants are not intelligent creatures on their own, but when thousands of them come together to form a colony, a great intelligence emerges. But what happens when an uncountable number of nanobots with artificial intelligence come together? What kind of intelligence will emerge? A divine intelligence? And what if that intelligence succumbs to god complex?

What would the most escape proof prison ever built be like? Where would it be located? How would you ever escape? This novella is a cross between 1984 and Escape from Alcatraz. It is a story of what is happening today in our country. It is about the future and the most escape proof prison ever created which is located on the moon. It is controlled remotely by use of robotic equipment. It is the story of an invisible man who is not really invisible but might as well be. In it there is nano-botic drugs, space elevators, the one world order, corpracracy (government by corporation). It is about the resurgence of freedom, love and spirituality.

In a world scarred by forgotten machines, two scientists unearth a language capable of commanding nanobots - KEOM. Elias believes it is humanity's salvation; Kaori fears it is its curse. Their creation will not only shape the future, but awaken forces that question who truly holds control: the makers, or what has been made. Originally written in Spanish. Translated into English for the 8 Chapter Challenge.

A father struggles to cope with the aftermath of a terrible tragedy by confronting the digital version of his young son.

A scientist is caught up in an explosion that results in a nuclear reactor meltdown. Luckily, he gets the nano bots he was working on save. How will the rest of his new life go? and how will he react to his new roommate?.

In 2031, forty-two governments put intelligent nanobots into the water supply. Prometheus was the most ambitious public health program in history, and for ten years it worked - catching cancers before symptoms, saving twelve million lives. In 2041, a virus found the nanobots and rewrote them. They stopped monitoring. They started integrating. And when their hosts died, the machines kept running. Chicago, 2131. Ninety years later, the city still stands. The gangs hold the infrastructure. The Hybrids walk the streets executing an instruction with no destination. And at the center of the Loop, one tower still broadcasts. Stevie has survived fifty years in this city. He wears his dead father's police badge - from a force that no longer exists, in a city that has no police - and on his wrist he carries the last known C.L.A.W. device: a portable intelligence the gangs would kill to own, and the Hybrids are drawn to like a light in the dark. Then a transmission comes through on 847.3 MHz. There is a child in the Loop. Her name is Carrie. Her father was a scientist, and before they killed him he built into his daughter's body the only key capable of shutting the Mainframe down. She has been alone for ninety-three days. What neither of them knows is that the Mainframe was never the thing in charge. It was the thing keeping something else contained.

Life changes evolving into quantum states beyond knowledge and wisdom. In this journal of a trillion different worlds, random editing is a must. It'll kill you to keep checking for sure if you don't like it. IMAGINE ALIENS TELLING A STORY? More than a trillion parsecs apart, nothing leaves your imagination without getting fulfilled on the other side. if you ask as to how would anyone know? it's been a message waiting to be deciphered! Simple thoughts in the universe of thoughts in each and every one's brain keeps moving macro keys in the other universes as if they were commanded by those thoughts in real time. From an unimaginable time span beyond the time this present world civilization might even plan to think of, linked and synchronized real time effects have been hampering the evolution of these godlike civilizations who've sent a warning! The challenge is to get phased out after the others unless you evolve to find solutions that were unthinkable till now! does that make sense? I knew it! you need to adapt to sense the underlying thoughts! you'll learn quicker rather than die! Anyway..... who are the others? they are the ones who'll get phased out of existence before us unless we find them and collaborate to work out a solution! they are the one thing that could help us exist!

Die Sonne stirbt. Die Bürokratie überlebt. Einhundert Jahre sind vergangen, seit das unaufhaltsame Ende des Sonnensystems besiegelt wurde. Während die Menschheit in einer technokratischen Lethargie verharrt, sind die Solody-Klasse-Archen - gewaltige, zweitausend Meter lange Zylinder aus Stahl und Willenskraft - die letzte Hoffnung auf ein Morgen. Doch das Überleben im tiefen Raum ist kein heldenhaftes Epos. Es ist ein täglicher Kampf gegen die Entropie, gegen den Wahnsinn der Routine und gegen eine schiffseigene Logik, die den menschlichen Geist als Fehlerquelle betrachtet. Als Edward-05 und seine Crew in eine unvorhergesehene kosmische Dunkelwolke geraten, wird aus der erstickenden Langeweile ein Wettlauf gegen das Erlöschen. In einer Welt, in der Fehlermeldungen wichtiger sind als das Leben selbst und das Tragen ungleicher Socken als politischer Widerstand gilt, entdecken die Menschen der Solody I etwas Entscheidendes: Das Schiff mag eine perfekte Maschine sein, aber erst durch ihre Fehler, ihre Hände und ihre Unberechenbarkeit wird es zu einer Arche. Begleite die Generationen der Solody I auf ihrer Reise in ein fremdes System. Eine Geschichte über das Ende der Welt, die Absurdität der Verwaltung und die unzerstörbare Menschlichkeit, die selbst im kältesten Vakuum nicht erlischt. Das ist kein Flug in die Freiheit. Das ist die Reise in eine neue, bürokratisch perfekte Ewigkeit.

It was a bacteria, nothing more. Then, a single-celled organism with a blurry definition, that was accidentally discovered by scientist Felix Fox in the increasingly tepid fringes of the Arctic Circle. Fox claimed the 'bacteria' possessed consciousness, intelligence. The people began to call it Fox's Friend. We never stood a chance. Faster than humanity could predict or react, Fox's Friend overtook the natural world, infecting plants, mammals, and fish alike. We didn't know to be afraid, not until the deaths. Fox's Friend, deceptively named, raged through the human mind, chewing it up and hemorrhaging it from the inside out. We had no other choice. We used all of our technology to construct the greatest, sustainable city on the Atlantic. We surrendered to sequestration, to confinement, to survival. Over 100 years Post-Exodus, the City of Unity stands tall on the water. It's grown, twisted and snarled towards the sky, a permanent fixture on the ocean. It is a living, wheezing city - forever safe. This is the home of Anneke Yamamoto, and this is the story of her ultimate quest for freedom; for the right to be truly alive. Given a chance at an opportunity she cannot afford to ignore, Anneke embarks on a treacherous journey to reunite humanity with the mainland and the nature that cruelly rejected them.

A long time ago, in the Old Era, the worlds leaders decided to release Object c45; an ambitious project to blind the entire population in order to control the masses in a more efficent way. A group of resistance fighters in the caves of former Arizona is immune to the nanobots, and they want revenge. Basic prompt by KentheCleric.

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