Forever Yours
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Chapter 69: Opal
THE HIGHWAY DEPARTMENT chose a stretch of I-80 that was in particularly rough condition between exit 35 and exit 42 for the paving test. This stretch had a reasonable side road to divert traffic onto without having to reduce to one-lane travel in each direction. They could close the westbound lanes between the two exits and then switch to close the eastbound lanes when the west had been repaved.
It was only a seven-mile stretch, but it would be the first true test of a highway that could show the value of the machine. The machine itself would cost over $1.2 million. But the estimated cost savings on paving one seven-mile stretch of highway would pay for the machine in a month.
They had to give a thirty-day notice on the highway regarding the future closing, so the test did not begin until mid-April. The team moved in to begin paving at 12:00 a.m. on Saturday April 17. They had used the time to assess and plot the route to feed into the AI. The intent was to pave both lanes and both shoulders of the highway westbound and then switch to pave both lanes and both shoulders of the highway eastbound.
One feature of this stretch was that it was paved in a concrete composite, so the deconstructed pavement would be used as the raw material for the new surface. This would significantly reduce the number of supply trips trucks would need to make. No asphalt needed to be removed, and no gravel needed to be imported. Only water and binder would be delivered.
Highway officials were nervous about starting the test in the dark, but AIM assured them the device could tell where the edges of the highway were and did not need daylight to function. Once the machine started, it was mostly self-sufficient.
While the reduction in supply trips helped smooth the process, it also slowed slightly. The deconstructed material had to be ground to a consistent size and the substrate had to be packed and evened out before the new pavement could be laid. The sound of the grinding echoed from beneath the overpass where the test began. In an hour, the obvious sight of new pavement began to stretch out behind the machine.
The test patch was approximately 1.75 million square feet. It took the device thirty days to completely resurface the road like new, including lane stripes. There was no pavement bump when moving from lane to lane. It blended seamlessly. The highway department was all too happy to close the eastbound lanes and move the equipment for another thirty-day closure.
A project of this scale would have kept crews busy for the better part of a year with traffic disruptions and lane closures if done traditionally. The cost would have been between $2- and $4-million per mile. The total cost of materials and labor for the four-lane highway completed in sixty days was $10 million. The order was firm. AIM would gear up for production of the monster machines and deliver by summer of 2033.
A surprising customer for the paving machine was a contractor who specialized in airport runways. The company ordered three of the machines with specific modifications that brought the price up to $1.8 million per machine. They specified their standard runway installation as being 10,000 feet long, 200 feet wide, and 12 inches deep. Divided highways were typically under fifty feet in width on each side of the divider and were laid at a depth of just eight inches. Even with the new material, though, the contractor insisted on traditional depths for international runways.
The manufacturing facility, which had found producing the sidewalk-size paver to be a very profitable endeavor, immediately began tooling up for the full-scale model. The facility would need to expand in order to produce the machine and required several new robotics for assembly. ARDC was happy to take the order for assembly line robots. These required considerably less intelligence than the finished machine.
A surprise customer was the Pentagon. With their experience of the military attempting to control and dominate their products at Open Cloak, they were initially cautious about entertaining orders from the Pentagon. The military had its own needs for paving and road-building. Working where there was no existing road to tear up and repave involved additional features and re-engineering. It was determined that the device would be more usable for the military if it was cut into at least two parts—one for surface preparation and one for paving. It made sense and the engineers were only too happy to start work on a new version of the machine that met the Pentagon’s specifications at a significant increase in delivery price.
All of this would take months to complete and cost several millions of dollars in development costs. It was time to spin off AIM and take it public to fund the expansion.
“It looks just like you,” Luke said. He wasn’t refe rring to the paver. Instead, he was invited to Henry’s office to view the holographic projection of his Forever Yours singularity. The team had managed to project the hologram in a glass cylinder.
“Well, it was compiled based on videos of me. In addition to all the live recordings we did, I spent a week in the studio being recorded, plotted, and deconstructed into data points. It’s the same process we use for the spatial holograph,” Henry said. “Speaking of which, we’re ready to install Opal in the lobby. The resolution has really improved.”
“Is this image of you hot?” Luke asked.
“No. It’s light projection. Opal is not as hot as previous versions, either. It’s still too hot for commercial use, but the team is working on some tech that will significantly reduce the thermal output,” Henry said.
“You mean temperature, right?”
The two men looked at each other and laughed.
“Seems I get caught up in more tech talk all the time, doesn’t it? Might be time for another vacation,” Henry said. “Nothing simplifies your vocabulary like spending time with three kids under the age of three.”
“They are quite the trio,” Luke chuckled. “Seriously, Henry, you and Lisa and Chastity are as much parents to little Paul as Izzy and I are. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate it. I’m afraid I’m more of a parent to Izzy than to Paul. Isobel wants to point at him and brag about how he’s hers, but she doesn’t want to deal with raising him. Grace has been his mother.”
“Hey, Isobel is a great woman. She has a mental health problem, but the two of you are doing a great job of keeping it under control,” Henry said.
“Oh, believe me, I wouldn’t trade her for the world. I don’t know what hooked me on her, but once I was hooked it was for life.”
“Hey, I didn’t haul you in here just to see the hologram. Watch this,” Henry turned to his face, floating in a glass cylinder about a foot in diameter and eighteen inches tall, sitting on a wooden box. “Hey, H2. I want to introduce you to my friend Luke.”
“I know Luke, Henry. Oh. He’s never seen this rendition of me, has he? Hi, Luke.” The voice came from a speaker in the box beneath the talking head. It felt like it came straight from the hologram.
“Hi. It’s uh ... H2, right?” Luke said, following Henry’s lead.
“That’s right. You know, you and I have had some great conversations over the years. I’m really glad you’re leading our company. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you,” H2 said.
“Right. Um ... Remember when we were in junior high and that dirtbag decided he should have your lunch money?” Luke said, giving the singularity a test.
“Jack Orson. Man, we hated him. If it hadn’t been for you, I wouldn’t have had lunch for a week,” H2 said. “Thanks for that. You know he got straight and quit bullying people? He works over at the steel plant and is doing well. Got married this summer.”
“Were you invited?”
“I don’t think he even remembers who we are.”
Luke paused, caught up in the reminiscence and then realizing he wasn’t talking to Henry, but to an avatar.
“So, what’s the escape velocity in order to launch a Mars colony ship from Earth orbit?” he asked. There was a moment of silence as the hologram looked at Luke and shook his head.
“I’m not a search engine, Luke. Look it up.”
Luke and Henry burst out laughing.
“That’s great!” Luke said. “He even has the same tonal inflection. It was like talking to you.”
“In a way, it is. I’ve uploaded everything I could think of. I’ve been through all the questions LifeStory asks. I took every personality test I could find and fed the answers into Forever Yours. I think we can check in the filter codes for the next version. I don’t suppose anyone will want a blue talking head to attach to their singularity, but it was fun to create. We could offer that in the future.”
“Are you going to show this when you speak at CES?” Luke asked.
“I can’t believe they asked me to keynote the opening,” Henry said. “Shit, man. What am I going to say? Are you sure you won’t do it instead?”
“No way. I’m addressing the Global Forum in Mumbai in October. Featured as a representative of the twenty-five under twenty-five selection. I guess it’s twenty-five and under since we’ll turn twenty-five next year. Your wife’s already there,” Luke said.
“Yeah. It was a fun celebration this weekend with her parents and grandparents here. Beau will be in for our board meeting Wednesday. I thought I’d bring him in to show him this,” Henry said.
“Are you bringing the hologram to the meeting?”
“No. I think it’s better to keep H2 in here for a while. I’ll bring anyone who’s interested in, but I won’t take him out.”
“Henry, is it conscious?”
They looked at the hologram, observing them.
“H2?” Henry said.
“I am a data construct,” the hologram stated. “The term ‘conscious’ is irrelevant. The point is that I mimic Henry as perfectly as I can.”
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