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(He is quoted from HGTTG from Douglas Adams :)
Click, hum.
A huge gray reconnaissance ship Grebulon quietly walked through the black void. He traveled at a fabulous, breathtaking speed, but still appeared, amid a flickering billion of distant stars that did not move at all. It was just one dark spot, frozen from the endless granularity of a bright night.
On board the ship, everything was as it was for millennia, deeply dark and quiet.
Click, hum.
At least almost everything.
Click, click, hum.
Click, hum, click, hum, click, hum.
Click, click, click, click, click, click.
Hmmm.
The low-level control program woke up the higher-level control program in the ship’s crazy cyber brain and informed him that whenever he clicked, all he got was a buzz.
The top-level surveillance program asked him what she should have received, and the low-level level control program said she couldn’t remember exactly, but thought that this was most likely a kind of distant contented sigh, right ?? He did not know what kind of hum. Click, hum, click, hum. That is all he got.
The top-level surveillance program considered this and did not like it. He asked the low-level control program what exactly it controlled, and the low-level control program said that she also couldn’t remember this, it was just that it was necessary to press, sigh every ten years or so, what usually happened without fail. He tried to consult his error search table, but could not find it, so he warned that a higher-level control program was suitable for this problem.
The tertiary education program consulted with one of its own reference tables to find out what the low-level supervisory program should have controlled.
Could not find lookup table.
Odd.
He looked again. All he got was an error message. He tried to find the error message in his error message table and could not find it. This allowed several nanoseconds to pass, until all this repeated. Then he woke up over his leader in an industry function.
An industry function supervisor was struck by immediate problems. He called him the supervisor, who also had problems. For several millionths of a second virtual circuits that lay dormant, some for years, some for centuries, flashed in life on the whole ship. Something, somewhere, was terribly wrong, but none of the supervisory programs could say what it was. At each level, there were no important instructions, and there were no instructions on what to do if important life instructions were discovered.
Small software modules - agents - moved along logical paths, grouping, consulting, regrouping. They quickly established that the memory of the ship, right up to the central module of the mission, was in rags. No survey could determine what happened. Even the central mission module itself was damaged.
This made the whole problem very simple. Replace the central mission module. There was another, backup, exact duplicate of the original. This had to be physically replaced because, for security reasons, there was no connection between the original and its backup. Once the central module of the mission was replaced, he himself could control the rest of the system in every detail, and everything would be fine.
The robots were instructed to bring the backup central mission module from the protected strong room where they were guarding it to the ship’s logical chamber for installation.
This is due to the long exchange of codes and emergency protocols, as robots interrogated agents regarding the authenticity of the instructions. Finally, the robots were satisfied that all procedures were correct. They unpacked the backup central mission module from their storage, pulled it out of the storage chamber, dropped out of the ship and went into the void.
This provided the first important clue to what it was, what was wrong.
Further research quickly established what happened. The meteorite knocked out a large hole on the ship. The ship had not previously discovered this, because the meteorite accurately knocked out that piece of equipment for processing the ship, which was to determine whether the ship was hit by a meteorite.
The first thing to do is try to seal the hole. This turned out to be impossible because ship sensors could not see that there was a hole, and managers who were supposed to say that the sensors were not working properly did not work properly and continued to say that the sensors were in order. The ship could only deduce the existence of the hole due to the fact that the robots clearly fell out of it, taking away a spare brain, which would allow him to see the hole with them.
The ship tried to reasonably think about it, failed, and then completely plunged. Of course, he did not understand that it was fading because it was fading. Just surprised that the stars are jumping. After the stars jumped onto the ship for the third time, they finally realized that it should go out and that it was time to make some serious decisions.
He relaxed.
Then he realized that he had not yet made serious decisions and did not panic. He went out a little. When he woke again, he secured all the bulkheads around the place where he knew that there should be an invisible hole.
He obviously didn’t get to his destination, he thought, but since he no longer had the slightest idea where his purpose was and how to reach it, there seemed to be little point in continuing. He consulted on what tiny fragments of instructions he could recover from the broken line of his central mission module.
"Yours !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! year mission - !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!, land !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! safe distance !!!!!!!!!!! .......... ........., ground ............... monitor. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ... "
Everything else was complete rubbish.
Before it is closed forever, the ship will have to transmit these instructions, for example, to its more primitive auxiliary systems.
He must also revive his entire crew.
Another problem has arisen. While the crew was in hibernation, the minds of all its members, their memories, their personality and understanding of what they did, were all transferred to the central module of the ship’s mission for safe storage. The crew would not have the slightest idea of who they were or what they were doing there. Well.
Shortly before he went out for the last time, the ship realized that his engines also began to give out.
The ship and its revived and confused crew went under the control of their auxiliary automatic systems, which simply looked at the ground, wherever they were, to land and monitor what they could find for observation.