The God of the artificial world - Tashkinov Juriy

The God of the artificial world

Juriy Tashkinov

© Juriy Tashkinov, 2024

ISBN 978-5-0062-2876-4

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

Level 0. Augmented reality

The spring pulled the bed, and it pressed into the floor. Now I was lying on the smooth plane of an empty room two by two meters. If I were a little taller, I would have to bend down. But Im already rich  I have my own room! Some huddle in the same ones, but for three or four people. The walls are painted white. It smelled like sterilizers  it looked like the cleaning robot had gotten the job done while I was sleeping.

The female voice of the robot secretary rang out:

 Ilya, its time to get up!

Its immediately obvious that its a car, and a non-Russian one at that! She has no soul at all. It would be nice to just wake me up! And then she threw me off the bed, and even took away the blanket! Bastard!

 Ilya, get up! I see youre still lying there.

 Yes, I get up, I get up. Ill sleep with you! Not only did you throw it on the floor, but you also bark in your ear!

 Ilya, get up.

And so every morning! Until I get up, it wont come off. I watched the videos of my ancestors  they called them «cinema». So, they slept sweetly on a normal bed, which never disappeared, and they were woken up by the quiet squeak of some mechanism, I dont remember what it was called, either a tinker or a muddy In general, I dont remember. Let Svetka, my robot secretary, learn how to behave in a cultured society!

 Its time to pump up your abs  what a machine! I wonder if all women are this annoying? Like a robot fly, not a secretary!

 Come with your abs! Every morning its the same!

 Excess weight is twenty-five point three hundred and four thousandths of a kilogram. You yourself asked to remind me about morning exercises.

Nothing to do. Fate bent me, then again, and again We are all in the hands of Fate, and we only trust in it! In fact, we are all not spoiled by movement, so we get fat. My father was slender, but he was also a Guardian. And Lyubka actually looks like a pig. And its not very pleasant to look at yourself in the mirror. We also need to add push-ups to Svetkas program. Maybe Ill pump up a muscle? Whats the point though? The turn for mating will not come soon. Bent over twenty times.

 Enough?

 Would you like to take a shower?  Sveta asked instead of answering.

 Yeah, its just like this in the morning!

The white walls have been transformed, now showing a waterfall in motion. Jets of warm water and soapy water hit me from above. I closed my eyes  last time I left them open, it stung for several days. The robot was rubbing his back. They are now everywhere you look. And how did you live before, even before robotization? Although people somehow managed to use digging sticks, they somehow survived!

After a while, the water stopped flowing over the clean body. Now Sveta turned on the warm air flow. The image has changed. Now I was standing on the ocean shore, under the bright scorching sun. Romance! Ten seconds  and Im dry. Got dressed.

 Will you have breakfast?  the voice of my secretary.

 Lets. I want mashed potatoes and chicken Kiev.

 This is not in our database.

It would still be! In one of the films I saw that they were eating this very puree  the little one was dying so much, it was already cracking behind the ears! Probably tastier than our mixture number six! And my late grandfather told me about chicken Kiev. Although, he told me a lot of things  he was good with inventions. He says that in his youth people walked down the street boldly, that at that time there were still places in the cities free from buildings. People went to work somewhere  why, if you can work without leaving home? And he also said that in order to start a family and have children, you didnt have to get a quota! Heres another inventor! Where have you seen this  a free family, without a waiting list for mating! I feel sorry for grandpa. Although he was a rare liar, I loved him. And it was interesting to hear about free times. «Computers have taken over everything!»  he liked to say, but where would we be without them  he didnt think about that? Previously, the grass was greener, and young people treated old people with respect. Not like now.

He talked about free families. But he had to sign an agreement on voluntary euthanasia in order for my parents to be given permission to have another child. I hate my sister! Because of her, the doctors killed grandfather Sanya!

 One injection and thats it! Its like being bitten by a mosquito and then falling asleep!  thats what my mother told me. I forgave her a long time ago, but I cant forgive Lyubka! My mother said that before I was born, my grandmother had to sacrifice her life. In our world, a new life is only in place of someone elses, every schoolchild knows this  there is too little space. We were all born this way.

 So what to serve?  asked the persistent Svetka.

 Mixture number 17! And strawberry flavored syrup.

 Fine!

A metal parallelepiped of the table grew from below. I sat down on a chair that appeared in the same way. The robots brought me a yellowish pulp on a tray. It looks ugly, but how delicious! And healthy  a mixture of all the necessary vitamins and minerals! I remember my father bringing an apple once. He was a Guardian, they were given the best. We divided the fruit among three. I still water when I remember that day. And then there was a coup, and everyone close to the president was killed. The state was headed by the Emperor, and Uncle Igor replaced my father.

Ive eaten, its time to get to work.

 Light, turn on my mail!

He ran his hand along the sensory rough dusty wall.

 Svetka, when I finish, remind the lazy robots to do the cleaning.

 Of course, Ilya!

Okay, whats here? «The Emperor announced recruitment for the Guard» I am extremely happy for the Emperor. And then there will be a coup again, and all the Guardians, like my father, will be written off. Thank you!

«Visit the Elephant chain of massage parlors and get a chance to expand the room by another half meter!» Another divorce. Let them look for other clients. To spam!

«Get energy for the whole day  eat Snickers, drink Sprite!»

Okay, this is spam, Ill throw it in the trash right away.

«Should I increase the size? With the new Indian method its as easy as shelling pears!»

Are they serious? I was sitting at my desk, and suddenly I wanted to increase the size! Right there, in the furnace!

Electricity bill.

«Your turn to start a family is 75328» is quite good news. In five years Ill be able to get myself a normal girlfriend, not a virtual robot. I will take revenge for grandfather Sanya  I will have a son or daughter. According to imperial law, at the birth of the first child, one of the husbands parents is sacrificed. Let Uncle Igor go under the doctors needle. «One injection and thats it! Its like being bitten by a mosquito, and then he falls asleep!» Hes a useless stepfather. It was he who insisted on getting Lyubka. I hate him more than my sister! Lyuba, at least not on purpose, but Uncle Igor I hate you!

«Ilyukha, when you are free, dial. I cant write it  you understand it yourself. The work is interesting. I think youll like it»

Dimon, my friend. He wont leave anyone to die without a penny, he constantly gives people all sorts of jobs. I wont say that its always legal, but those who respect the law dont drink champagne. I dont know what this «champagne» is, but Sanyas grandfather always said so.

Yo-ho-ho, the bottomless expanse sleeps,

We know no peace, only rum and robbery,

We dont want to die here

Have fun, friends, our motto is simple!

I love reading books. In one of them they wrote that pirates used to sail the seas. This is when there is a lot, a lot of water, and not ten liters per day per person. They will also write fairy tales! But we are not a proud people. Our pirate earnings are information, which is now an ocean and a small bucket.