It's been a little while since we met; he insists on not having a name and since his followers call him black god, he prefers to keep the name like that, I didn't choose a name; I am hidden from the other members of the tribe, Mali (that's what my partner calls him) doesn't seem to care that there are more of us, he goes up every day and bows; He receives a six-liter jug of water and goes down with his companions.
I have eaten and rested, but I know that I still have to prove my worth in this place, the main problems to be solved are supplies, not those concerning food, at least not for now, they are weak and eat little; They will soon be really hungry and there are over four tons of canned goods in this warehouse, I'm sure there is more, but the power supplies are the problem, the battery of the portable ray emitter (when I saw how it eliminated the toxin I almost wet myself fright), without a battery we would soon need a water source, the hospital has a rack with the most important connections of the internal networks and its gateway (off), I take advantage of the universal ports to connect my laptop, I hope to find something and for the domain from the main switch I find the electrical maintenance department.
The place smells of abandonment, but the lights are on, at the bottom of a pile of switches and voltage regulation boxes are the main switches, their main cables (backbone) look in good condition, but a red light (never are a good thing) keeps the switches on standby; I know from empirical knowledge that that means they work. The computer terminal is turned off, its no-break no longer had a reserve charge, so I connect my equipment using the reading cable directly connected to the computer's storage device, the system does not recognize the data contained in the formats, but at the same time apparently the faq files (frequently asked questions) were in txt, a universal document system, using the search function I located what happened, apparently the solar terminal stopped sending power to its emergency batteries because they were not used, thus preventing them from suffering wear... wow, we are lucky!
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Two moves to the master switch and the solar light generator comes back online. When I explain this to my ally (despite being "the great black god", one day he told me to call him Chuy) he appears very excited, that night we slept with the peace of mind that (according to the manual) the next morning there would be enough energy in the batteries to be able to start the computer that controls the power output to the rest of the hospital.
The computer has an intuitive operating system and a touch screen, the battery reserves are at 20%, but the system indicates that electricity can now be sent to the various departments, enabling the warehouse, the communications department and the of dermatology, which only consumes 800 watts per hour and the batteries can continue storing energy without strain, but indicates that it will take several days for them to be at 100% of their capacity and that at night the energy should not be used in excess, under penalty to force the auxiliary generator.
And there was light, all the areas that we use at the moment were illuminated; It was very likely that a new belief would emerge from the natives, but for us it mattered little, we finally had the gun battery to charge, that gave us more time to find another way to clean the water without depending on something that was used to clean the water. Skin treatment.
Three days later I connected my wireless port, but out of distraction, while Chuy investigated the slides of our blood again and again, I was surprised to see that there was a network available in the hospital, but I remembered that there were a series of departments, and that to save on wiring, many of them received wireless network services. I tried to connect; I thought it would be protected by some security protocol, but a sign indicated that it was online, a big deal, at the shelter we had an online to research only digital material and consultations with the teachers that were useful but it was very limited; suddenly, something I had never seen in my life appeared in the lower corner of the screen, in very clear letters: "you have 2800 updates."
Recording 00010001:
"Today I discovered something, it is so enormous that I don't think anyone should know about it within the school, I don't know the category, I don't know the means or the way, but from here I could see my pupil... now I can see the world... What a mess you bastards made! But now I can ask whatever questions I want; I will finally know who we are going to dominate."
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