Errata: ARC -> First Printing

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ten years before the IBM PC exists – the Japan Robot Association forms. On In June 24, 2002, Time Magazine reports, “Japanese engineers are creating a race of obedient machines.”

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“Missile launched south of Pyongyang!”

“Stand ready!” Captain Watanabe scanned the water with his binoculars. Little light came from the cloudy skies. He could no longer make out the North Korean frigate at the horizon.

The control bridge fell silent. Four subordinate officers, plastered in their seats, staring at green flatscreens… waiting.

Watanabe gripped his binoculars tighter. What was happening to this world? Korea – North Korea! – with these weapons… had nuclear missiles.

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increase to fourteen thousand meters short and two thousand meters wide of expected impact.”

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Watanabe thought fast started thinking. After the nuclear warhead exploded a swell would

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The roar of the four Ishikawajima turbines coming up to full speed with one-hundred-thousand horsepower filled the ship.

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Watanabe grabbed onto a pole to keep from toppling over. Damn it, stop, stop!

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Why did they hate him so? He did his job. He always did his job. Jinzouningen. He hated that term. His wife knew that. Why did she have to call him that when she left him?

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The older man reached into one of the canvas bags and pulled out a gray metal ring just over twenty centimeters in diameter, with four fins welded on it at equally spaced distances.

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Avrim’s right eye twitched started twitching. He rubbed it against his shirtsleeve but the twitch only got worse and

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Avrim felt his heart pound. The twitch started once more, and vision in his right eye became blurred. “Hit the origin. Make this stop.”

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Kirzner knocked on the General’s open office door, and entered with a graying, short man in a civilian suit, the Minister of Defense. The Minister walked over to the glass panels and extended his hand. Avrim smiled and took it. “Busy day, Avrim…<<no comma>>” the Minister said.

“Sir, I believe we have regained control again. In a few days we’ll remove half of their stockpile of rockets in the south.”

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Haruto gasped on as he breathed in the formaldehyde-tinged air in the autopsy room. He walked over to the coroner. “I don’t know how you can stand the fumes here.”

The coroner turned away from the body on the table and smiled. “How can the fumes bother a jinzouningen?”

Haruto ignored him. “What did he die of?”

“I’m almost there… give me another minute.”

The coroner turned back to the partially dissected body and made three fast scalpel cuts with the scalpel. He pulled out the heart, about the size of a closed fist, and now a dull whitish red, and studied it.

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The technician hit a few buttons on her keyboard and started to read from the flatscreen in front of her.

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The tall, thirty-something Korean came out of the bushes and watched Haruto drive away. He ran across the street to his car and sped after him. and put his car into gear.

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Haruto drove over to the gate, and saw the intercom to the left. He got out of his car and walked started walking toward the fence.

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At the same time, a voice came from the intercom – “Can I help you? Why are you here?”

Haruto closed his phone and focused on the intercom.

“I am Inspector Suzuki, Metropolitan Police. I need to see Toshifumi Haruka. Immediately.”

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Haruto followed the woman through the room to swinging metal industrial doors at the far end.

As Haruto stepped through the doorway, he squinted

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Haruto walked into the cavernous office. There were no windows, but a mural of Mikiyasu-manufactured bulldozers, trucks and ships decorated one wall. On the opposite wall were three large oil portraits – Western men in business suits on either side of a portrait of a much younger Japanese man in academic regalia. At the far end of the office was a brushed aluminum and glass desk. Two white leather sofas forming an L stood were on a multi-colored modern art rug in the front of the office.

The woman bowed. Toshifumi closed the door behind her, then spun on Haruto, “Are you out of your mind? We are never to meet here. I should go to the police and put you and that damn Korean gang in jail.”

Haruto looked at Toshifumi in puzzlement. He took out his badge and ID card, and flashed the holder open. “Toshifumi-san, I would be most happy to put all concerned in jail.”

Toshifumi froze. The blood quickly drained from his face. out of his head, his face turning pale.

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“Thank you, Toshifumi-san.” Haruto said and opened the office door.

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“Uri, forget about yesterday for a moment. Twenty-five rockets a day are hitting us. Casualties are low, yes, but it’s destroying the economy. Once investment goes down it will take decades to build up confidence again. Look –” The Prime Minister gestured started gesticulating with his hands. “Right now over half of the computers in the world are powered by processor chips made in Israel. But this morning, IT Chips Silicon announced they’re shutting their plant near Haifa – that’s four thousand jobs lost.”

“So we improve our intelligence and hit them again,” Uri said.

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and they can’t jump out of the deep pot. They die.

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The Prime Minister began started tapping his fingers again. “Two thousand dead yesterday. We

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The receptionist kept chatting away on the phone. Haruto tapped the reception desk and coughed loudly.

“How can I help you?” the woman said.

“I would like to see Haku Seiko.”

“I’m sorry, he’s gone on sabbatical.”

“When will he be back?”

“I don’t know.”

Haruto glared at her. “When did Professor Haku leave for sabbatical?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never met the man, and I’ve been here three years already.”

Haruto took out his small black leather notebook. “Can you give me his home address?”

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The receptionist quickly became serious. “One minute Suzuki-san.” She said and picked up the intercom.

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Haruto followed the professor through the glass door and down a corridor also constructed out of glass panes.

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clad students sat behind clusters of large flat-panel displays, or chatted in front of at white boards on the walls.

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“It is balance,” Tamaki said. “The trillions and trillions of chemical processes occurring in our bodies this very moment are controlled by homeostasis in every part of every cell. All these chemical reactions don’t run amok – each proceeds they proceed to some point and then slows down until it is they are needed again, when it will they speed up once more again. I took these ideas from nature, and applied them to artificial intelligence. I showed how a large, complex AI system could self-regulate itself as such.”

“Balance seems good,” Haruto said. “But what good is a robot that just sits or stands there in balance? How do you get the robot to do things?”

“That’s the power of homeostasis,” the professor said with a smile. “Homeostasis involves obtaining various goals – either energy to keep the robot’s batteries charged, or ‘goody tokens’ for accomplishing various tasks. The robot self-regulates itself toward these goals.”

“Does that actually work?”

“I would say ‘yes,’ but I am a theoretician. Would it work in the real world? I think it has. Shortly before he left the university, Seiko received a large research grant to construct build an actual system.”

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“That’s is very true. However, in Seiko’s case, he went from being a Research Associate to a Full Professor without publishing any papers and while being on sabbatical all these years. I have no idea how or why.”

Haruto rubbed his ear with his pen. He still could not see clearly what this had to do with Co’en Satoki’s murder, but there were several possibilities that were starting to make sense. “You actually saw the insect robots. Please tell me about them.”

“Making robots in the shape of insects is nothing new,” Tamaki said. “What was new was that these insect robots actually worked. Seiko Haku could give them a task,

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as always took the unfinished-concrete stairs to the third floor. <<unfinished-concrete>>

p. 42 : <<decided to keep breathe in through the nose rather than breathe in through his nose >>

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About five minutes later, Haruto slowly opened his eyes slowly and unclasped his hands.

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A group of students entered the dojo. Most were in their teens or early twenties. They all wore white gi karate uniforms but had belts of various a variety of colors. A

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go on living. If the oi-tsuki punch did not incapacitate the Korean, Haruto would die, and Haruto realized this at a level below conscious thought.

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The Toyota, Nissan and truck finally took notice of the flashing light, and all slowed down in response, blocking the road almost completely.

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rose to 160 kilometers per hour, and the night lights nightlights of Tokyo blurred by.

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Haruto followed the Lexus onto the broad avenue. In a minute, the floodlit Tokyo Tower loomed over the two mad cars. The Lexus bolted off the end of Gaien-Higashi Avenue on to the narrower smaller roads near the Tower.
The Lexus sped faster up further. Haruto tried to keep up but the Honda peaked

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Haruto accelerated past Hibiya-dori. No silver car to be seen. Haruto slowed down. Then, for a split-second, he glimpsed the Lexus, turning left onto the Uenosen Expressway. Haruto slammed the gas pedal to the floor.

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Haruto’s heart pounded started pounding as the broken barrier approached. The Honda continued skidding toward the water. It slowed and slowed, but was still moving as it reached the barrier. The front wheels crossed the gap in the wood that the Lexus had just ripped out and the Honda tilted started tilting down toward the water. Finally, the rear wheels gripped dug into the pavement, and the car stopped, its front end dangling over the bay.

The Honda teetered. Then the nose of the car dipped down but didn’t seem to be bouncing back up! Haruto threw open the door. The nose angled started angling almost straight down vertically, the rear wheels lost their purchase, and the car fell started falling.

Haruto pushed off violently with both legs and caught the edge of the asphalt with his hands as the Honda tumbled below him into the water.

Haruto struggled got to his feet and looked down. His wounded car had already filled completely with water and was sinking. The silver Lexus with intact doors and windshield, was still floating upright. There was not enough light to see if the occupants were alive.

Haruto hit speed dial on his cellphone. “Inspector Suzuki here. Harumi Wharf. Send ambulance, backup and police diver. Suspect’s car is in the water.”

Haruto heard the woman’s screams again, but he couldn’t see what was going on. He pushed off his shoes, let his jacket fall to the ground and dove off the pier.

The ocean water was cool, even in June. Haruto swam over to the Lexus. The driver’s head was resting on the steering wheel and bleeding. He was Korean, about thirty years old. The passenger compartment was half-filled with water, and the blond haired woman was screaming and pounding on the window.

Haruto pulled on the passenger door, but it didn’t open. He Haruto knocked on the passenger window, trying to get the woman’s attention. He pointed to the door handle. She just screamed over and over again.

Haruto knocked more forcefully on the passenger window. The woman stopped screaming for a second. Haruto pointed wildly to the door handle. “Open it!”

The woman opened the door, but before she could get her seat belt off, the water poured in, and the Lexus started to submerge.

Haruto took a breath, grabbed onto the door handle, and let the car pull him down too. He pushed on the seat belt button, the shoulder strap sprang sprung back, and Haruto yanked Mrs. Co’en from the sinking car. They quickly floated to the surface, and the woman started coughing. Haruto gripped the back of her dress with one hand and swam started swimming to the rusty ladder on the side of the wharf.

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“Thank you, Suzuki-san.” Mrs. Co’en grabbed him and gave him a quick large hug.

Haruto did not know what to say. “Please…please…,” he finally blurted out.

Haruto did not know what to say. “Please…please…” he finally blurted out.

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“I telephoned my cousin in Israel this morning and demanded answers. He told me to go to Harumi Wharf this evening.

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“Inspector Suzuki.” A newswoman jammed a red and orange microphone under his jaw. “Is it true… that there have been a string of murders in Tokyo tonight?”

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“That would be Kauma Ogawa. There’s a grilled fish restaurant on one of the side roads here. He’d be there at this time.”

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away… at my ship!” Otzker walked in a small circle around the end of the conference room. “The test is off. I’m not going to have any part of to this.”

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General Otzker’s neck veins were bulging as he looked out the starboard window of the conference room. Fire trucks, bright lights, and hundreds of spectators and reporters. This was supposed to be a secret meeting, not the lead story on the local news. “Shit! Tanaka this is outrageous!” He turned to stare at the younger Japanese man.

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“No ships from Israel, but this ship is most unusual, Inspector.” The wharfmaster pointed to a mid-sized passenger cruise liner moored twenty meters down the wharf. “New Pacific Queen – Panamanian registry registration, based out of Guam.”

“What’s special about that ship?”

“I visit every ship that docks onto my wharf. ” the wharfmaster said. “ That ship looks like an ocean liner but it seems to be for laying telephone cable.

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The classroom had always smelled of bleach, and its linoleum floor was shiny

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The teacher came in a few minutes later – Mr. Juku, a harsh, large man teacher, just the way his name sounded. “Who did this?”

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“Haruto, for the next month, for an hour every day, while the class is working on their craft art projects, you will come up to this section of the blackboard, and you will

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“Seiretsu!” the master had said. Haruto had lined up, wearing his white belt, at the right of the line with the other white belts. Sensei was not so old then. No gray hair. A strong face with only the odd wrinkle.

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Haruto’s body turned at an angle so only his thin side presented a target to his opponent rather than the width of his abdomen and chest. Legs were bent and spread, with about three-quarters of the weight of his body on the rear leg. Arms were bent and up. His left hand was in a tight fist in front of his face, and his right hand was in a fist,

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The master shook his head, and turned to Haruto. “Attack!” he yelled.

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“This is not a self-defense class,” Sensei said. “This is a karate class. The best

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Itou held out the hand restraints. “There’s is an arrest warrant broadcast for you, Inspector.”

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“Yes, of course. It’s is the poem of the cherry blossom, the poem of renewal.”

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At the bow and stern, sideways currents of water shot out from under the ship, creating eddies at the surface and gently nudging the ship sideways, away from the wharf. The ship’s freed mooring ropes slowly started to winch up to openings high above portholes high in the bow and stern. The ship was now about

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Haruto He edged open the theatre door – the lights were on but it was empty. Haruto eased past the door into the theatre and closed it gently.

The room theatre was massive – able to hold perhaps seven hundred seats. A dozen glass chandeliers hung from the gold-and-white-trimmed ceiling. The lobby and chandeliers looked very nineteen-fifties. However, other parts of the theatre were ultra-modern now.

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The screen was on but only displayed the Microsoft Windows logon box. On either side of the stage, at an angle to the sidewall, was another a large computer display screen

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Haruto walked down to the stage and climbed up. Behind the large computer display screens were a half-dozen of the leather seats, an extra rack of computers and a few empty small refrigerators. Haruto sat, then lay down on one of the leather seats. He stretched out his legs on the footrest and rested his head on the almost horizontal headrest. It was dark and quiet here behind the large display screens.

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“I am General Otzker,” the Westerner said, his English clear but with a Mideast accent. “Please do not call me Admiral. Yes, this is my ship, but I’m regular Army. For twenty years, I’ve been in charge of nuclear testing.”

Haruto stood up tall, suddenly fully awake. This trip was not a waste of time. He took out his cellphone and clicked on Main Menu, Camera, and Video. He pointed the cellphone’s camera through the crack between the stage large display screens mounted on the stage and saw the General on the phone’s tiny screen.

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“I am Colonel Tanaka,” the Japanese man standing next to the General said. “I’m with Japanese Defense Intelligence Headquarters and in charge of acquiring the nuclear technology and transferring the robotics technology. I will also be responsible for the shipping and use of the robots in Israel.”

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A balding man in his mid-forties in the next seat then stood up. Haruto angled the cellphone so the man filled its tiny display screen. “I’m Menachem. Institute for Intelligence and Special Operations, also known as Mossad. My background is in tank warfare, followed by years in R&D development of our Merkava tanks. I will be acquiring knowledge on how to deploy the robots. I’m also responsible for the security of this operation.”

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The M16-carrying crewmembers marched out of the room theatre. The scientists and officers stood up, some of them shaking hands with colleagues in the seats beside them. They meandered up the stairs and out of the theatre room. Alpha and Beta followed Seiko out. Menachem was the last to leave and hit a button near the entrance doors. The lights of the theatre went off and the large display screens dimmed.

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North Korea so bad that the government needed to betray the people and deceive the Americans? If the government wanted to get its own

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Under the faint light from the LEDs of the computer racks on the side wall, Haruto eased down the stage stairs. On tiptoes Haruto walked midway up the aisle of the theatre to a seat that had not been occupied and opened a snack refrigerator in that row, taking out a bottle of soda Coca Cola and a tube of potato chips. He went back down the walkway Haruto walked back down the aisle, stopping at the men’s washroom off the aisle. Then back up the stage stairs, slipping behind the large display screens. He plopped into one of the extra leather chairs and opened the snacks. It was wonderful how good junk potato chips and a cola Coke tasted when you were hungry.

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The entrance doors popped suddenly opened and the theatre lights came on. Haruto went to the crack between the display screens. Three men and a woman walked down the theatre steps – General Otzker, Colonel Tanaka, Ilana and Isato. They sat down next to each other near the bottom of the theatre.

Isato, a fortyish, small-framed man, put his finger up. “As I have tell you, I am I’m on team in Japan producing plutonium fission devices – which, of course, are not been tested yet. The Colonel and I have much wonder, how you test your devices?”

Otzker smiled. “Your crude fission bombs will probably explode, but the yields may be much smaller than expected. To develop miniaturized, high-yield fusion devices take testing – a lot of testing.”

“How do you do it, General?” Isato asked.

“How would you do it?”

“The first First thing comes come to mind is underground testing, but earthquake seismic detectors all over world triangulate blast, even for small fission bomb few kilotons. Testing fusion device thousand times strong are would be impossible to hide. But we are on ship right now, so to be testing underwater. Correct, General?”

“Quite correct.”

“But underwater testing even worse than underground testing, because sound waves travel underwater very good. If I explode one kilogram of TNT underwater here in ocean near Japan, explosion be heard by the American Navy in Hawaii. If I explode underwater a nuclear fission bomb equal to kilotons of TNT – thousands of thousands of kilograms of TNT – the explosion very be heard by underwater listening equipment everywhere in the Pacific Ocean. And you plan to test underwater a nuclear fusion bomb – one megaton of TNT – and you say nobody notice it?”

Otzker smiled. “They will notice it. They will not care.”

A look of puzzlement appeared on Tanaka’s and Isato’s faces. They seemed at a loss for words and said nothing. After a few moments of silence, Otzker started laughing. He pressed a button in the armrest of his chair, and Haruto saw in the reflection on of the brass globe of a chandelier, the main display screen showing a map of the world.

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Tanaka put up his finger. “General, the underwater acoustics of a sudden nuclear explosion are very different from the slower rumblings of an underwater earthquake. This is well known.”

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Reflected off the chandelier globe, Haruto saw on the large display screen a colored schematic drawing. Teller-Ulam Hydrogen Device. On the top was an egg shape with concentric layers of different colors. Right below that was a larger green sphere. “This is a Two-stage hydrogen bomb design. Building it is many times more complicated than building a simple plutonium fission device.”

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“What’s is the size of the warhead?”

Ilana clicked

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“Great, so the machines burn up their fuel supply in a half-hour. I was in charge of the Merkava tank development, and I went through this before. You designers are all the same!” Menachem noticed the quiet persons around him. “Okay. What fuel do you use anyway?”

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Seiko pointed to the orange colored board. “This circuit board is a conventional computer and solid-state drive, which can be accessed by the other boards. The two red circuit boards above it handle leg and arm movements.”

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The quiet in the theatre broke. Doors as the entrance doors slammed open and four crewmembers entered carrying two large brushed-aluminum cases.

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more neutrons release, and more uranium atoms split. There’s a c Chain reaction. Even though no one activated the bomb, the uranium sphere quickly becomes a runaway nuclear reactor and explodes!”

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“And we’re going to test this bomb in the ocean under ten thousand meters of water?”

Ilana nodded.

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“It’s almost eleven thousand meters. But there are lots of other locations in the

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Otzker shook his head. “No, just summarize quickly and please continue.”

p. 108 and p. 109 -- Alpha is shown much larger than Beta is since we gave a whole page to Alpha and a fraction to Beta. Could you reduce Alpha by 20% and thus a few lines of text underneath him, and increase Beta by 20% (possibly Beta’s hindleg may go off the page – that’s okay). (Alpha is supposed to be 2 meters high while Beta is supposed to be 2 meters long.)

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out two figures. He continued to move aft. There were General Otzker and Colonel Tanaka standing in front of an illuminated display.

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Okamura said. “Do you want us to detour to Italy for a six-day delay to destination, or do you want us to make destination in eight hours?”

Tanaka looked up at the ceiling for a few seconds. “How long to unload at the destination Haifa ?”

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The man let go of the lounge chair covering Haruto, picked up the juice pitchers and walked away. Haruto’s heart still raced kept racing. Haruto tapped twice on the left,

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A few meters in front of the tiki bar Otzker was standing next to the sonar screen. The fast-beat rock and roll music changed to a reggae beat. Colonel Tanaka looked somber had a somber look on his face. “General, they’re unloading in Haifa right now. I have to insist we start the test process immediately!”

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Isato kicked started kicking his fins awkwardly and did doing a breaststroke with his arms.

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Where was the regulator? His arms flailed, grasping for the mouthpiece regulator. Isato started

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No bubbles were coming out of Isato’s regulator. His head was wobbling about. No response. unresponsively. What to do?

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“Above the seafloor are five thousand meters of explosive cable attached to electrical cable from this spool.” Ilana pointed to the huge reel of cable on the left winch. “The ship will soon head off due east, and we’ll spool out more electrical cable. As we do so, the five thousand meters of explosive cable will lie down on the seabed.”

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“The warhead’s been activated.” Ilana turned to Tanaka. “This black sphere holding the warhead has steel walls fifteen centimeters thick – they can resist double the pressure of water ten thousand meters down. Hydraulic fluid powers the drill – incompressible also at that depth. Electric hydraulic pump within the sphere. Watertight hydraulic lines leave the sphere to the hydraulic drill motor.”

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Tanaka’s eyebrows rose. “You said if water gets into the uranium-235 sphere, the water molecules can slow down the neutrons enough … so that a chain reaction occurs - a nuclear explosion!”

“It’s probably just a bit of condensation from the sea air,” Otzker said. “Nothing to be concerned about.”

“Why did you disable the anti-critical explosives then?”

“The water indicator light is on. I don’t want the anti-critical explosives destroying the weapon and ruining the test.” Otzker turned to the winch operator. “Start spooling cable.”

Ilana turned to the winch operator. “Stop the drop.”

The crewmember on the winch hit a the large red button and the spool ground to a halt.

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Haruto scanned the area around him and off in the distance he saw a red light flashing. He swam toward the red beam and after about ten twenty minutes, he could

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“I can tell you why, but not how. Co’en Satoki, of Jewish European ancestry, was murdered and Inspector Suzuki was assigned to his case. Co’en had found out through the Korean crime syndicate that the President of the Mikiyasu robot division had large gambling debts. We have interviewed Co’en’s widow…” <<3 dots instead of 4>>

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The morning had started well. The large, buoyant lifebuoy had comfortably supported him through the night, and he had managed to sleep.

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to two centimeters. Current keyhole 31.3167 degrees and 19 minutes north, 30.0667 degrees and 4 minutes east.

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John typed another line of commands into his keyboard. The display refreshed. Green letters flashed onto the top of the screen. Keyhole rotating. Cassegrain secondary mirror rotating… Cassegrain secondary locked onto 32.8225˚N 32˚49’21”N, 35.0192˚E 35˚1’9”E – adaptive optics laser guide recalibrated to 2 centimeters – target to be held for 12 minutes 22 seconds. A moment later a real-time color video image of the busy port splashed on the screen.

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“They managed to get every single overhead container crane in the port working over the Mikiyasu-ema,” Lieutenant Colonel Okamura’s voice replied. “Containers are flying off the ship and two dozen mobiles cranes are loading up the trucks.”

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Tanaka’s face grew even redder. His neck veins bulged. “Going well? Yes, for you. You have all the robots and soon you have our uranium and our plutonium. What

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his head down in the water, started kicking and started the stroke again, but he felt so weak. He stopped and treaded water. He looked at the lifebuoy floating drifting away.

Haruto started tiring. He slowed the treading

p. 177 – in heading please change heading to 145.1˚E (unlikely fishing vessel would hold onto vertical coordinates so tightly, while more believable for nuke testing ship)

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Haruto sat up bent over, banging his head by accident against the top of the tube. His hands moved up and down, searching in vain for the release latch of the plexiglass

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Haruto walked to Security Check and dropped his backpack onto the X-ray scanner belt. A The young security agent detached the long Canon telephoto lens from Haruto’s camera and peered through it carefully.

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As the Alphas charged across the road a hail of RPGs swept across them. Two Alphas fell down, five Alphas made it across, while the remaining fourteen Alphas

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As Dayan picked up his RCU, Alphas, Betas and other soldiers were streaming toward the target spot farther up the hill above. His RCU started lighting up with

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“I don’t know….” Menachem said. “When I was in charge of the Merkava

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“Do you think this is a good idea?” Menachem asked said.

Everyone at the table nodded

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“I doubt it, but that’s not my concern,” the bald man said. “My job concern is to keep

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“Despite an ambush by nearly one thousand al-Haleeb, you defeated them and completed your mission to destroy over three hundred missiles found hidden in Yaroun. ,” Menachem said. “ Please come here, Lieutenant.”

Chaim Dayan stood up, wearing his dress shirt with the two olive branches of a First Lieutenant. Menachem handed him new insignia containing three olive branches. “Congratulations, Seren – you are the new Captain of the Eilon Company of Mustang Battalion.”

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Menachem laughed. “We’re waiting for the next shipment. The next hundred thousand robots will go into the Northeast Robot Division. For the moment, we’ll use

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“Lieutenant Colonel… I can’t control what other ships are sailing today. What did you want me to do? Wait a few hours cruising around the Indian Ocean?” Yamada said. “Not to worry. I have been sailing ships for Mikiyasu for thirty years now. I have never been attacked yet.”

“What about the Idaten and Kurooshia – they kidnapped the crew. What about the Ocean Bridge?”

“Unfortunate,” Yamada said, “but Indonesia has been increasing patrols.”

“I’ll feel better once we round Singapore and head north home.”

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An hour passed quietly. Then Suddenly an explosion roared through the ship! Okamura turned and saw smoke coming from the aft deck.

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“Why are you here in Israel?”

“I am I’m a tourist.”

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“Why are you here? Where are you staying in Israel? Where’s your luggage? What type of work do you do in Japan? Why are you here? What’s the purpose of your trip?”

Haruto’s heart pounded. He tried to breathe but the air wasn’t going in.

“I’m asking you again, why are you here? Mr. Aoyama, why are you here? What’s the purpose of your visit to Israel? Where’s your luggage? Who are you meeting? What’s the purpose of your meeting?”

“Ahhh… no meeting. Ahhh…I...”

“Mr. Aoyama, so why are you in Israel. Tell me, Mr. Aoyama. I want to know. Where’s your luggage. Why are you here? What type of work do you do in Japan? Why are you here? What’s the purpose of your trip. I’m asking you again – ”

Haruto pulled out the orange kibbutz sheets and handed them to the officer.

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Fifteen minutes later the driver pulled off the road in front of the intersecting highways.

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breasts pushing against her tank top, their nipples obvious when she angled turned her body. She then started to turn toward Haruto. Faster than any karate

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find. And defecating – the ammonia -like odor hit Haruto like a fist. He covered his nose with his hand and tried not to breathe too deeply.

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“We’re very, very careful about the chickens. There are Thirty thousand in each building… They all start off together as chicks, grow together, and then we ship them all to market together. A building’s worth of chickens is quite an investment.”

Haruto nodded.

“And there are diseases that will wipe out a whole building at once.” Amit pulled the clear plastic slips off his feet. “Whenever You go into a building you put on a new pair of these plastic coverings, okay?”

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“What are you doing Haruto?” Amit tipped the entire box on its side, and the chicks chirped excitedly, but then scrambled out. “We Have to unload thirty thousand

p. 246 top:

Pain shot through Haruto’s his body like an electric shock. Before his brain could form a coherent thought, it fired his free hand in a full-speed oi-tsuki punch into the

p. 247

“You got Do you have any experience in farming, Haruto? I guess it’s more computerized it must be even more automated in Japan.”

“No, I grew up in the city.”

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“Let me show you the system.” Amit pointed at the first computer monitor. “This one controls the temperature… depends in the buildings, depending on the age of the chickens.”

Amit pointed to the next monitor. “This one controls the feed pumps… It depends on their age, but most of the time we let the chickens eat and drink as much as they want. This next one… it’s for computer controls the lighting – we reduce it as the chickens get older so they won’t be so active to limit activity. Do you use robots in Japan?”

“In car factories, but I’m not very familiar with them.”

Amit put his hand on the next computer monitor. “This one… is still under development but it’s for will control the clean-up robots. In a few days , we’re going to send building Number Three goes to market. You and a few others… two days collecting the soiled hulls, then hosing down the feed trays and floor – getting the building ready to take the next batch of chicks. An Israeli company that makes lawn mower robots now makes has come out with a robot that gathers the floor litter and then hoses down the room. We’re getting one of them next month.”

Amit pointed to the next monitor. “This one for controls the feed silos. Our biggest expense. This next The last computer here does the accounting. Building Number Two where you worked this morning sent its chickens to market a few days ago. We need to finish up the reports for that lot of chickens.”

Haruto nodded. He could see now that Amit wasn’t in charge of the Poultry Operations. He was the Poultry Operations – one man raising a hundred thousand chickens.

“We have a student from Technion coming next month to help us with some programming, but right now these computers don’t talk to each other.” Amit typed in a few commands on the last computer’s keyboard and pointed to its monitor. “Fill this form in. Here, I want this form filled in. You need to

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You need to go to the other computers to get the information. Everything’s in English and menu driven. Just click on Reports and you get the reports for that computer, okay? Not too hard. This will make you learn the system. You have all afternoon to do this.”

Amit left the building, once again leaving Haruto

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Haruto took a deep breath in. On hands and toes, he bent his legs and pushed off, flying over the next two meters of earth

p. 253 bottom:

The taller boy gave Haruto the sack. “Put your big camera in the bag. It is better.” The boy pulled out a kaffiyeh – a traditional Arab headscarf, hanging from his back pocket, and wrapped started wrapping it around Haruto’s head. “It is better.”

p. 254 last line and p 255 top line:

Okay, make a rule. Wait here two days, and if no rockets, return to the kibbutz and come back another time. Within the next month, he should manage to be present at one missile launch, at least, and photograph the robots who would probably then come to track subsequently tracking down the al-Haleeb fighters.

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neck. He blew the dirt off the front of the lens, and clicked it on in the camera into high-resolution video mode.

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fighter. Within a half-second later, the fighter dropped his RPG launcher and fell to the ground. In the next tenth of a second the Alpha turned and fired a volley of shots at the fighter with the sniper rifle.

p. 264 near top:

hiding places on the side of the road.

Kuso Mattsu.

p. 267 ¼ down: <<’yalla’ should be in italics since it is a foreign word>>

“Dig Yalla, yalla!” the older Lebanese man said.

One. Two. One. Two.

About forty minutes later Haruto felt the coffin rise for a moment. The bottom part of the box angled down. Then the top part dropped hard, and the coffin came to rest level in the ground.

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In the absolute silence, he could hear his heart beat.

Lud-dub. Lud-dub. His heart was beating faster. The beat speeded up. Lud-dub-dub-dub-dub.

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It took a few seconds for Haruto’s eyes to adjust to the light. He looked around. To his right were hundreds of large wooden crates covered with dense camouflage netting, and behind that dozens of small tents camouflaged in foliage pitched. To his

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Suddenly a volley of bullets flew above his head. and An extra-bright spotlight enveloped him.

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“We’ve negotiated successfully with North Korea many times in the past… and we can do so again. the military is more concerned with protecting its pride. Anyway,

p. 302 top:

“It is It’s not a question of fairness. And I agree with you -- that the world is not fair. And I agree with you that it is it’s not wrong to fight back, but if you take the path

p. 304 – heading should be 17:00 Zulu

Kibbutz Misgov, Israel

July 8 8PM Local Time (16:00 17:00 Zulu)

p. 305 bottom:

The wind howled between the apple trees. Haruto looked up at the night sky and felt so small and even more alone in this big vast universe. He shivered again, and then he realized that rules may be necessary, but they weren’t everything.

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<<Should be a full hyphen rather than smaller dash at end of sentence>>

“Humble Inspector – Ha!” Menachem snorted. “It should read, I, robot Inspector in the Metropolitan Police Department –” << ß >>

p. 317 second paragraph:

Haruto opened his backpack and took out a water bottle. He turned to face Mara.

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building-by-building search for weapons. A dozen Betas equipped with mega-electron-volt packs paired up with Alphas for X-ray to detect the X-rays, helped out with the search of locked containers and fortified buildings.

Menachem’s radio rang.

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“I’ll patch you to Menachem.”

There was momentary static.

“Menachem, this is the Captain of Eilon.”

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The C-130 Hercules turboprop kicked up a cloud of sand and dust from the nearby beach as it landed on the paved strip in front of a display stand. The triangular island was tiny. There wasn’t a square meter to spare – every bit was covered with equipment of some sort.

Japanese military music blared. Bright white and colored spotlights lit the display stand. Japanese military music was playing. A ten-meter Rising Sun flag – red disc and sun rays on a white background – stood behind it. To the left a walkway went from the display stand to a large drilling rig, some hundred meters away. To the right another walkway went about a kilometer to the tip of the island where a Mitsubishi H-IIA rocket towered fifty meters above the ground.

The reporters and cameramen poured from the airplane and went to seats in front of the display stand. An army of cameras were out, recording recorded the sights and sounds. Reporters typed were typing away on their laptops, their screens a tapestry of illuminated pastels.

p. 356 - halfway down text:

The Beta had reached the top of the rocket. The bright spotlights now shone on it

p. 356 bottom:

The sky filled with fire and a sudden brightness as the rocket lunged lurched upward toward the heavens.

p. 362 – 2/3^rd down: <<typeset this line by hand for better spacing??>>

“This is a lie-down-and-destroy-the-bunker-from-the-back maneuver.”

p. 363 top:

The men watched three spiders pop up behind the concrete bunkers and deposit unload their loads. The robots then dashed away.

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A wide stone staircase divided the western-facing wall and rose up to the plaza above it.

p. 382: (and needs to be moved over to the k’s)

kuso mattsu – Japanese – shit

p. 386 – yagi-uda -- change ‘until’ to ‘after’

Yagi-Uda antenna – A directional radio or radar antenna. Although it was invented in Japan in the 1920s the Japanese military ironically only learned about this antenna after until capturing a British radar technician during World War II.

p. 386 : <<please insert in glossary>> <<word is bold, not italics here>>

yalla – Arabic – hurry up, let’s get going

p. 391 2^nd paragraph: <<the ‘I’ in ‘I,robot’ needs to be in italics>>

In 1950 his publisher used the I,Robot title

p. 403 bottom of page Moravec reference:

IBM Blue Gene (2007) -- roughly 300 million MIPS (human brain?)

IBM Roadrunner (2008) – roughly 1000 million MIPS (several human brains?)

Although Blue Gene meets the MIPS estimate required to create the cognitive abilities

p. 409 Disclaimers : 2^nd paragraph from the bottom

Corporation, Holland East, IT Chips Silicon, Kiiro Tower Hotel, Mikiyasu Industries, New

p. 410:

be derogatory. Any trademarks mentioned are property of their respective owners.

The lyrics “Shake…shake…shake” are a completely random choice of a single word used repeatedly to indicate some sort of fast-beat rock and roll song. “Shake” is a common word used in many songs. These three words are not related in any way to any actual songs.