We are here 1. Oleg Zdrav - We were not here. Cold world. About the book “We were not here. Cold world "Oleg Zdrav
Original start. Blue screen and a modest inscription in the upper left corner.
Of course, according to reviews New world» different from all the others virtual worlds but not to the same extent. According to subjective sensations, I have been in limbo for ten minutes already, content with a fascinating inscription in English. No body, no scenery, complete lack of interface. I'll get out of the cocoon, upload the company's lawsuit and never step foot in this game again.
......fatal system error.
Welcome to the New World!
Finally. I will still demand compensation, do not get out.
Wow! What a beauty around. The detailing is amazing. I look around with my mouth open. As an experienced gamer who has gone through dozens of worlds and games, I can responsibly declare that I have never seen anything like this. Finally, the game surpassed reality itself in reliability. And everything here is very beautiful, unnaturally beautiful. It doesn't happen like that in real life, but I still like it. What colors, what smells! Designers five plus.
I take a closer look. Medieval city, central square and portal of movement, in the center of which I stand.
I shift my gaze to my own, the player’s frame pops up:
...Basic information about the character:
Name: Not selected.
Race: Human.
Primary Occupation: Not selected.
Character stats:
Level: 1.
Protection: 1.
Fame: 0.
Basic abilities:
Agility: 1.
Intelligence: 1.
Endurance: 1.
Additional abilities: none.
Professions: no.
Recipes: no.
Alchemy: no.
I'm looking at my equipment. The rags that I'm wearing should immediately be sent to the landfill.
Appearance is obviously important when getting tasks, and the attractiveness of the Persian contributes a lot to this.
First of all, you need to get around the city, assess the situation, ask the locals. Complete a couple of simple tasks, find or buy equipment.
While I was looking through the characteristics and evaluating my modest capabilities, somehow I did not pay attention to the environment. It was worth taking the first step, descending from the portal, and suddenly I was surprised to find that there was no one on the square. Not a single soul. Well, let's search. At least someone must be here.
After wandering through the streets and lanes for about half an hour, I went out to the central square of the city. On a huge and ... empty. The city seemed to be dead. But in fact such a thing cannot be!
Before diving, I spent time and specified in advance on the main forum of the game in which places you can take tasks. Who better to buy and get skills. So, half of the quests for beginners began on this square. Looking closely, I found an herbalist's shop, a sign for a tavern, and an empty blacksmith's counter. Everything is as it should be. It was from the herbalist that I was supposed to receive the task: to take a healing potion. Get the first specialty as a reward. Earn a knife from a blacksmith by completing a chain of simple tasks, but… the area was empty. Not a single NPC, not a single player. Although according to the description there are always a lot of people here, even at night. Now, as far as I can tell, it's late in the morning.
Just in case, he pulled the locked doors - none of them opened.
Mentally slapped his forehead, turned on the chat ... And again fell into a stupor. There is total silence on the air. Not a single message.
There was not even the usual system alerts and news. Chat is dead. "It's getting weirder and weirder."
Maybe an attack, and the entire population rushed to the walls to defend the city from the enemy? But why is there silence in the chat, because the defenders must be in range. Yes, and there is no noticeable fuss on the walls, because I passed by them when I wandered through the streets ...
Half an hour later, after a fair amount of winding, I got to the city gates. Gloomy expectations were justified - and there was not a soul here. Massive three-meter gates are closed, the mechanism for breeding heavy doors, apparently, is inside the tower, the entrance to which is a surprise! - locked.
- This is not a game, but what the hell! - he swore out loud for some reason. - The developers are crooked. Exit the game!
And… nothing happens. I repeat the code phrase twenty more times, changing intonation and volume. There is no result!
I open the panel of ammunition and characteristics. There is no exit button here either. It shouldn't be, but it's worth making sure. The exit from the game is provided by standard, voice or mental. It is enough to pronounce the code phrase, and a standard window will immediately pop up with a proposal to go live. A reliable and proven system that has been used in virtual games for decades.
System requests and appeals to the admins also did not bring results.
And here is the bug. You have to sit in the game for twelve hours until it automatically throws back. As far as I remember, the built-in restriction of the cocoon is just that. It is forbidden to play more than half a day in a row. The player must leave the capsule, and if his condition does not correspond to the allowable values, he will not be able to enter the game until the required characteristics are restored, or after six hours of rest. Since I have been here for more than two hours, I will have to wait a long time.
In principle, you can wander around the city, but it's boring. No tasks to take, no Persian to shake. Nothing at all. The beauty of the scenery is already pretty fed up with admiring. The only consolation is the thought of compensation, which I will cut down from the organizers of this mess.
It makes no sense to stand near the gate, I decide to take a walk around the city - maybe there will be something interesting.
After some time, as expected, he got lost, completely knocked down his legs and was tired like a dog. A banner popped up in front of my eyes:
...- Wonderful!
What you need is not working for them, but everything else is functioning properly. It's good that hunger and the need to eat appear in players only after reaching the fifth level. And now he would have been tormented with an empty stomach in search of food.
You need to sit down, but at least on this porch, and relax.
I looked around, trying to figure out where I was going. A poor unkempt quarter, some kind of wooden huts, paved with crooked cobblestones. Not as beautiful as in the center, but realistic and high quality, down to the smallest detail. He climbed the steps, pulled the door - as expected, it was locked. Looked through the keyhole for some reason. There is no key in the keyhole, which means it is locked from the outside.
If we assume that the owner did not take the key with him, then, perhaps, he hid it somewhere nearby. Under the rug or under the porch. There's nothing else to do, I'll keep looking.
I spent a whole hour doing this stupid thing, feeling like a black cat hunter in a dark room where they never were. I tore off the railing during the search, broke a step, dismantled the woodpile with firewood and, in the end in despair, decided to inspect the roof of the house. Maybe hidden under the tiles?
1Original start. Blue screen and a modest inscription in the upper left corner.
Of course, according to reviews, the "New World" differs from all other virtual worlds, but not to the same extent. According to subjective sensations, I have been in limbo for ten minutes already, content with a fascinating inscription in English. No body, no scenery, complete lack of interface. I'll get out of the cocoon, upload the company's lawsuit and never step foot in this game again.
fatal system error.
Welcome to the New World!
Finally. I will still demand compensation, do not get out.
Wow! What a beauty around. The detailing is amazing. I look around with my mouth open. As an experienced gamer who has gone through dozens of worlds and games, I can responsibly declare that I have never seen anything like this. Finally, the game surpassed reality itself in reliability. And everything here is very beautiful, unnaturally beautiful. It doesn't happen like that in real life, but I still like it. What colors, what smells! Designers five plus.
I take a closer look. Medieval city, central square and portal of movement, in the center of which I stand.
I shift my gaze to my own, the player’s frame pops up:
Basic information about the character:
Name: Not selected.
Race: Human.
Primary Occupation: Not selected.
Character stats:
Level: 1.
Protection: 1.
Fame: 0.
Basic abilities:
Agility: 1.
Intelligence: 1.
Endurance: 1.
Additional abilities: none.
Professions: no.
Recipes: no.
Alchemy: no.
I'm looking at my equipment. The rags that I'm wearing should immediately be sent to the landfill.
Appearance is obviously important when getting tasks, and the attractiveness of the Persian contributes a lot to this.
First of all, you need to get around the city, assess the situation, ask the locals. Complete a couple of simple tasks, find or buy equipment.
While I was looking through the characteristics and evaluating my modest capabilities, somehow I did not pay attention to the environment. It was worth taking the first step, descending from the portal, and suddenly I was surprised to find that there was no one on the square. Not a single soul. Well, let's search. At least someone must be here.
After wandering through the streets and lanes for about half an hour, I went out to the central square of the city. On a huge and ... empty. The city seemed to be dead. But in fact such a thing cannot be!
Before diving, I spent time and specified in advance on the main forum of the game in which places you can take tasks. Who better to buy and get skills. So, half of the quests for beginners began on this square. Looking closely, I found an herbalist's shop, a sign for a tavern, and an empty blacksmith's counter. Everything is as it should be. It was from the herbalist that I was supposed to receive the task: to take a healing potion. Get the first specialty as a reward. Earn a knife from a blacksmith by completing a chain of simple tasks, but… the area was empty. Not a single NPC, not a single player. Although according to the description there are always a lot of people here, even at night. Now, as far as I can tell, it's late in the morning.
Just in case, he pulled the locked doors - none of them opened.
Mentally slapped his forehead, turned on the chat ... And again fell into a stupor. There is total silence on the air. Not a single message.
There was not even the usual system alerts and news. Chat is dead. "It's getting weirder and weirder."
Maybe an attack, and the entire population rushed to the walls to defend the city from the enemy? But why is there silence in the chat, because the defenders must be in range. Yes, and there is no noticeable fuss on the walls, because I passed by them when I wandered through the streets ...
Half an hour later, after a fair amount of winding, I got to the city gates. Gloomy expectations were justified - and there was not a soul here. Massive three-meter gates are closed, the mechanism for breeding heavy doors, apparently, is inside the tower, the entrance to which is a surprise! - locked.
- This is not a game, but what the hell! - he swore out loud for some reason. - The developers are crooked. Exit the game!
And… nothing happens. I repeat the code phrase twenty more times, changing intonation and volume. There is no result!
I open the panel of ammunition and characteristics. There is no exit button here either. It shouldn't be, but it's worth making sure. The exit from the game is provided by standard, voice or mental. It is enough to pronounce the code phrase, and a standard window will immediately pop up with a proposal to go live. A reliable and proven system that has been used in virtual games for decades.
System requests and appeals to the admins also did not bring results.
And here is the bug. You have to sit in the game for twelve hours until it automatically throws back. As far as I remember, the built-in restriction of the cocoon is just that. It is forbidden to play more than half a day in a row. The player must leave the capsule, and if his condition does not correspond to the allowable values, he will not be able to enter the game until the required characteristics are restored, or after six hours of rest. Since I have been here for more than two hours, I will have to wait a long time.
In principle, you can wander around the city, but it's boring. No tasks to take, no Persian to shake. Nothing at all. The beauty of the scenery is already pretty fed up with admiring. The only consolation is the thought of compensation, which I will cut down from the organizers of this mess.
It makes no sense to stand near the gate, I decide to take a walk around the city - maybe there will be something interesting.
After some time, as expected, he got lost, completely knocked down his legs and was tired like a dog. A banner popped up in front of my eyes:
- Wonderful!
What you need is not working for them, but everything else is functioning properly. It's good that hunger and the need to eat appear in players only after reaching the fifth level. And now he would have been tormented with an empty stomach in search of food.
You need to sit down, but at least on this porch, and relax.
I looked around, trying to figure out where I was going. A poor unkempt quarter, some kind of wooden huts, paved with crooked cobblestones. Not as beautiful as in the center, but realistic and high quality, down to the smallest detail. He climbed the steps, pulled the door - as expected, it was locked. Looked through the keyhole for some reason. There is no key in the keyhole, which means it is locked from the outside.
If we assume that the owner did not take the key with him, then, perhaps, he hid it somewhere nearby. Under the rug or under the porch. There's nothing else to do, I'll keep looking.
I spent a whole hour doing this stupid thing, feeling like a black cat hunter in a dark room where they never were. I tore off the railing during the search, broke a step, dismantled the woodpile with firewood and, in the end in despair, decided to inspect the roof of the house. Maybe hidden under the tiles?
There were no stairs anywhere nearby, so I rolled a barrel from the yard, and, climbing on it, continued the search procedure.
It seems that my initially hopeless idea turned out to be a dummy. Tearing off a dozen tiles, smeared in cobwebs and dust from head to toe, he spat disappointedly. He wanted to jump off the barrel, when he suddenly caught his eye on one of the boards. It was slightly different in color from the neighboring ones, and besides, it stood out a little from the row, attracting attention with uneven cracks.
- Yes! - I tear off the tablet and find a massive bronze key under it.
You have found: The key is simple.
Experience: +5(5/40).
You gain a new skill: Seeking 1.
Mindfulness: +1.
First good news of the day. I already thought that there were only troubles and bugs. Although who needs these dubious achievements? In about eight hours, I will say goodbye to this game. And I'm sure forever.
Probably, the gaming past is affecting - the habit of hamstering everything that came to hand: the key, obtained by honest overwork, turned in the lock with a rattle, opening the way inside the house.
There is no limit to my disappointment. Searching the room, he found absolutely nothing. The room is empty and useless. Only a roughly cobbled trestle bed, covered with dirty sackcloth, stands forlornly against the wall.
It didn't hurt and I wanted to! But I did find a bed. Now I will lie down, sleep and wake up already in a cocoon.
- In the coffin I saw such a game, and you along with it, - I turned to the ceiling.
* * *You slept. Life: +2(6/6). Movement Speed: +1 (for 4 hours).
How much did I sleep? He went out onto the porch and stared in surprise at the starry sky. Apparently, now the deep night, more precisely, early morning. The sky in the east has already cleared up. Weird. According to my calculations, the time of stay was long past, and the automation should have pulled me out of the game at midnight. After all, I got into the game yesterday morning.
Original start. Blue screen and a modest inscription in the upper left corner.
Of course, according to reviews, "New World" differs from all other virtual worlds, but not to the same extent. According to subjective feelings, I have been in this limbo for about ten minutes, content with a fascinating inscription in English. No body, no scenery, and a complete lack of interface. I'll get out of the cocoon, upload the company's lawsuit and never step foot in this game again.
"Welcome to the New World!"
Finally. I will still demand compensation, do not get away.
Wow! What a beauty around. Detailing quality, to amazement. I look around with my mouth open. As an experienced gamer who has gone through dozens of worlds and games, I can responsibly declare that I have never seen anything like this. Finally, the game surpassed reality itself in reliability. And everything here is very beautiful, unnaturally beautiful. It doesn't happen like that in real life, but I still like it. What colors, what smells. Designers five plus.
I take a closer look. Medieval city, central square and portal of movement, in the center of which I stand.
I shift my gaze to my own, the player’s frame pops up:
Basic information about the character:
Name: Healthy Race: Human
Primary Occupation: None
Character stats:
Level: 1
Popularity: 0
Basic abilities:
Agility 1
Intelligence 1
Endurance 1
Additional abilities: none
Professions: No
Recipes: Cooking: No
Alchemy: No
Herbalism: No
Checked out the equipment. The rags that I need to immediately go to the landfill.
Appearance is obviously important when getting tasks, and the attractiveness of the Persian contributes a lot to this.
First of all, you need to go around the city, assess the situation, ask around the locals. Complete a couple of simple tasks, find or buy equipment.
While looking through the characteristics and evaluating my modest capabilities, I somehow did not attach importance to the environment. It was worth finishing, taking the first step descending from the portal, when suddenly, with surprise, I discovered that there was no one on the square. Not a single soul. Well, what are we looking for. At least someone.
After wandering through the streets and lanes for half an hour, I went out to the central square of the city. In a huge empty space. The city seemed to be dead. But, in principle, this could not be.
Before diving, I carefully read on the forums where and in what places it is necessary to take tasks, where it is better to buy and get skills. So, half of the quests for beginners began on this square. Looking closely, I found an herbalist's shop, a sign for a tavern, and a blacksmith's counter. Everything is as it should be. It was from the herbalist that I was supposed to get the task to take the healing potion and get the first specialty. Earn a knife from the blacksmith by completing a chain of simple tasks.
But the area was empty. Not a single NPC, not a single player. Although according to the description there is always a crowd of people, even at night. Now it's obviously late in the morning.
Just in case, he pulled the locked doors - none of them opened.
Mentally slapped his forehead, turned on the chat... And again fell into a stupor. There is total silence on the air. Not a single message.
There was not even the usual system alerts and news. The chat was dead. It's getting weirder and weirder.
Maybe an attack, and everyone together rushed to the walls to defend the city from the enemy? But why is there silence in the chat, because they are definitely in range. Yes, and there is no noticeable fuss on the walls, because I passed by when I strayed through the streets.
Half an hour later, having pretty spun, I got to the city gates. Gloomy expectations were justified - and there was not a soul here. The massive three-meter gates were closed, the mechanism for opening was apparently inside the tower, the entrance to which, what a surprise, was closed.
It's not a game, what the hell, - I cursed out loud. - The developers are crooked. Exit the game.
And... nothing happened. Twenty times repeating the code phrase, changing intonation and volume. There was no result.
Opened the panel of ammunition and characteristics. Can't find exit button. It shouldn't be there, but I checked it anyway. The exit from the game is provided by standard, voice or mental. It is enough to pronounce the code phrase and a window will pop up asking you to exit. A reliable and proven system that has been used in virtual games for decades.
System requests and appeals to the admins also did not bring results.
And here they have a bug. Now I will sit in the game for 12 hours until it automatically throws back. As far as I remember, this is a built-in restriction for the cocoon. It is forbidden to play more than half a day in a row. The player must leave the cocoon, and if his condition does not satisfy the allowable values, then he will not be able to enter the game until the required characteristics are restored.
Or only after six hours of rest. Since I've been here for more than two hours, I still have a long time to wait.
In principle, you can wander around the city this time, but it's terribly boring. No assignments to take, no Persian to shake. Nothing at all.
I'm tired of admiring beauty. I consoled myself with the thought of compensation, which I am stealing from the organizers of this mess.
Standing near the gate did not make sense, I decided to take a walk around the city.
Maybe something interesting will be found. After a while, as expected, I got lost and felt tired and exhausted. A banner popped up in front of my eyes:
Wonderful!
What they need does not work, but everything else functions properly. It is good that hunger and the need to eat appear in the player only after reaching level 5. And now I would be in pain.
You need to sit down, but at least, on this porch and relax.
I looked around, trying to figure out where I was going. A poor quarter, some kind of wooden huts, cobbled pavement. Not as beautiful as in the center, but realistic and high quality to the smallest detail. He climbed the steps, pulled the door - as expected, it was locked. Looked through the keyhole for some reason. There is no key in the keyhole, so it is locked from the outside.
If we assume that the owner did not take the key with him, then he hid it somewhere nearby. Under the rug or under the porch. There's nothing else to do, I'll keep looking. For a whole hour I did this stupid thing, feeling like a black cat hunter in a black room where they never existed. I tore off the railing during the search, broke a step, dismantled the woodpile with firewood, and already in despair, I decided to inspect the roof of the house. Maybe hidden somewhere under the tiles.
There were no stairs anywhere nearby, I had to roll a barrel from the yard, and, climbing on it, continue the search.
It seems that my initially hopeless idea turned out to be a dummy. Tearing off a dozen tiles and smeared in cobwebs and dust from head to toe, he spat disappointedly. He wanted to jump off the barrel, when he suddenly caught his eye on one of the boards. It was slightly different in color from the neighboring ones, and besides, it stood out a little from the row, catching the eye with uneven slits.
Yes! I tear off the tablet and find a massive bronze key under it.
You have found the Key is simple.
You gain experience +5 (5/40)
You gain the skill Seeker +1 (Student Seeker).
You gain Perception +1
"We are here..." Book II
Chapter 1
Today is the first day of spring. At least, I would like to think so, the count of days and weeks was lost at the beginning of winter, and even New Year celebrated at random, choosing at random a more or less sunny day from a series of similar ones.
Looking over the months spent in the new world, I must admit that I even like it here. Or maybe he just got used to it - a person gets used to everything if he is long and hard to beat his head against the wall.
Two weeks ago, I returned from another, second in a row, voyage to the elven temple, full of swag and bright hopes. For the first time in six months, there was a real trail leading to the old life. There was hope for a return, which, by the way, is unlikely - I don’t want to think about it, but the chance to return home is scanty. In any case, you need to go to people - it's stupid to sit in one place for the rest of your life, especially given the potential immortality.
Unfortunately, or maybe not, frosty abysses of heaven opened up, and a week-long, without interruption, hurricane fell on us - the last hello of the outgoing winter.
How did you guess it was the last one? It's simple - a very unusual event woke me up:
SYSTEM ALERTS!
Global Curse "Oppression of Life" expired
The global debuff on Life Gain has been discontinued.
You have been compensated +242 (553) HP.
Your pet has been compensated +34(89) HP.
Waking up did not even understand what it was about, and only after looking into the profile and finding almost double the size of health, he joyfully began to throw the hamster into the air. By the way, he also almost doubled his life.
Once again I re-read the notification, and, finally, I understand what the matter is.
For a long time I was tormented by the thought that something was catastrophically wrong with my pumping. Since I'm not a tank, and not a fighter, but a character with a bias in mental and production activities, it is logical to develop such characteristics as Intelligence - the most important and necessary for both a magician and a herbalist and artifactor.
I have a base value of Intelligence one and a half times less than stamina. Due to the fact that the supply of health and life of the Persian is simply meager, it was necessary to invest in the distribution of points not in mental capacity, but in strengthening physical condition, and with depressingly low efficiency. That is, I spend points, but the benefits are slightly - monsters of the twentieth level have a thousand HP or more, I have three times less. It is for this reason that the soul did not lay down to distribute the accumulated stock for four raised levels in a row of 16 units. For there was no sense, well, except for carrying capacity - therefore, it cannot be said that endurance shook completely uselessly.
It turns out that the disgrace with the level of HP from the same opera as the freezing Armageddon is a matter of one hand (hooves?).
The second aspect of what happened is the expiration of one of the important global debuffs! If you think logically, this is the Sign of the end of the Arctic Fox, it cannot be that such an important component of the total genocide stopped acting ahead of time!
That is why today is the first day of spring. So the sun appeared, confirming my words, for the first time in a week it looked out and shone dazzlingly - beauties!
Thanks to the protracted blizzard, I found myself a worthy occupation for the whole week. Going through and sorting the trophies, I noticed two similar sets with furious names:
Cornerstone Golem Ribonucleotides. Collected 14/66
Set of cornerstone ribonucleins mount (35/77)
If the first set was present in the form of separate disparate elements, then the second set was assembled, naturally not completely. A rather strange three-dimensional construction, reminiscent of a DNA helix, molded from curved Lego parts. The construction based on the "magnetization" of the corners was connected - a rather exciting toy for children preschool age would have turned out. And I liked it too.
Deciding that I had nothing to lose, I partially dismantled the half structure and, after suffering a little, was able to assemble it back in the same form.
Perception +1(11)
In addition, I found that scattered corners are quite easily inserted into a "foreign" structure, but even in this case their number is not enough for a complete set.
Critically assessing the possibility of collecting a complete set, at least in the foreseeable future, I decided to experiment and make one set out of two, but a little smaller.
If one set has 66 elements, the second has 77, then we can assume that all sets are multiples of 11.
Since I have only 49 cornerstone RNAs of two types, you can try to assemble a structure of 44 elements - the smaller the number of elements, the more modest it will be final result.
Intelligence +1(30)
For every firefighter, I sketch the initial design in the most detailed way, and proceed to creativity. After suffering for half a day, and having piled up two dozen options with zero effect, I came to the conclusion that practice without theory is a dead end for the development of scientific thought in this particular location. You have to start from the basics, understand the relationships, and only then try to mold something serious. Having dismantled another phantasmogorical design, I decided to start with the simplest designs.
First of all, the figure must be either symmetrical or closed - we will proceed from the fact that programmers are normal people and reasoned about the same, because symmetry is the basis of harmony - any accountant will tell you that, having reduced liabilities to assets in the annual balance sheet.
What could be more harmonious than a circle? Let's start with him, even if he is not even a circle, but a circle, if you find fault with it.
My intuition did not fail me. Although at first it didn't work. The chain created from cornerstone RNA showed no signs of magical life. Until I remembered the strange attachment of all sets to the number 11. The design of eleven elements fully justified hopes, even surpassing them. She exploded in my hands.
Defeat by magic -240HP. (315/555)
Pure Magic Resistance +1(1)
Thank the local gods, although the construction fell apart, almost all of the cornerstone components survived. Only one burned out - the very last one inserted, which was supposed to close the circle.
An unsuccessful experience is also useful - any student who got into the registry office as a groom will tell you this.
What do we have to take advantage of this situation? We can definitely conclude that the right path has been chosen - the structure must be looped. But how to do this - is decidedly unclear. Considering that there are only 48 units of RNA left, and 44 of them will be used for the construction. There are only 4 attempts left to achieve success - that is, back to back, you won’t experiment at random.
Having waited for the restoration of life, in order to avoid unplanned death, he returned to experiments. While there is no solution for the closing link, you can work out the main structure. Going through the previously created options, I came to the disappointing conclusion that none of the invented structures can be closed - I wasted so much time in vain.
You can, of course, stupidly make a circle for all 44 links, but I'm afraid that the final result will match the genius of the idea - some primitive worthless creature instead of a full-fledged golem. Or a mount?
I wonder what, in the end, will outweigh?
Admitting defeat, he turned to the original model of genetic engineering. Having recreated an incomplete set of the mount according to the drawing, and having examined it from the standpoint of new knowledge, I was stunned to be convinced that this construction cannot be looped, that is, directly connect the first and last element. When trying to bend the resulting spiral structure, it immediately fell apart.
Again, one must think, where did this contradiction come from? It is impossible to doubt the suitability of the previous owner of the set - obviously, he knew how and what to collect from the cornerstone horseradish. So, there is a right solution and we need to find it.
Then it dawns on me that I am holding in my hands a structure originally designed for 77 elements, which means that it is less than half assembled!
This is what pushes me to the right decision. Let's assume that the second half of the set should be exactly the same, with the exception of the connecting elements - otherwise the design will turn out to be asymmetrical and not harmonious, which is unlikely, since the idea and quality of the set and components have been implemented at a high level so far.
We have two pieces of a spiral - how to combine them so that the beginning and end coincide? Yes, everything is elementary - one spiral inside another with a shift by half the phase. My former boss in the cottage had such a staircase, or rather two spiral staircases built into each other.
And, indeed, the corner elements easily allow you to change the direction of the connection. Each RNA has 11 degrees of freedom - 11 different ways connections with neighbors.
Turning the main spiral in the opposite direction, easily and quickly ... used up the entire supply of building materials. Tfu! For me, the design should be shorter, only 44 elements, which means that the reverse spiral must begin after the 22nd.
The result was a beautiful, stylish, unfinished 43-element double helix in just an hour. This time it did not come to an explosion, as soon as the last crap began to vibrate when trying to insert it into its rightful place, the process was immediately stopped. For, based on common sense and logic, the explosion will be several times more powerful than the previous one. Here, not only will I not be greeted, but the safety of the building is in question - further experiments only in the fresh air.
Khkh, - I turn around, at the door Gnylkh, with a very alarmed physiognomy, - it’s not a trace to do so!
