My strange friend (Part 6, page 2 of 7)

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Part 6

Now the project of their world was still far from being realized. They conducted their own scientific developments and experiments. Kai helped them with this.

Kai loved science, physics, and chemistry. This is another reality, you get there - and all the world ceases to exist. He enjoyed watching and understanding formulas and chain reactions. His analytical brain had no trouble finding the mistakes that the Araxes, as they called themselves, made when experimenting. Their brains worked differently. They did not have logical thinking, probably, in improving their personality, they considered it unnecessary. Without Kai's help, they would have been busy with many experiments for months.

If it weren't for the war, if not for his fate to be here, the choice made for him, he would have become a scientist. Formulas, analytics, experiments - how exciting it was. It's good that at least here he could do what he liked. And that was the irony of fate. Yes, here, in a dungeon, in a secret laboratory, he could do what he wanted to devote his life to in his homeland.

They turned to see him appear. Kai froze for a second, gathered himself together, and stepped towards them, nodding his head to greet everyone.

"We've been waiting for you," said an indifferent voice.

There was no emotion in that voice, but the hard gleam of the eyes shining from under the shadow of the hood spoke of the opposite. Gor was angry! Kai promised to come earlier, knowing that they needed him.

"I've come as soon as I could," Kai replied calmly, then tried to immediately turn the conversation to work. "Fakhr, what about the experiment at the moment? What are all the stages?"

"Here, you see," Fakhr pointed to a large pile of papers on the table, "this is what has accumulated during your absence. We've made a mistake again; the reaction is not proceeding."

Fakhr's voice sounded just as indifferent.

Fakhr then went on to explain in detail what stage the experiment was in, showing Kai the chemical formulas on the monitor and on papers.

"I see," said Kai, collecting the papers. "I'll go to that computer and work."

There was a lot of work: everything needed to be revised, rechecked, and found in the chemical chains the mistake that had caused such a failure.

He was sitting on a freestanding computer desk in a comfortable chair, out of the corner of his eye seeing Gor. He did the right thing that he did not develop the topic with explanations, but immediately covered himself with work. Gor was angry with him.

Gor. He was in charge here.

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