"SIR, THE ENERGY DETECTORS ARE FLARING UP!!"
"WHAT IS HAPPENING? WHAT IS THE SOURCE OF THE DISTURBANCE?"
"I DON'T– IT IS NEW CITY– SIR– THE DETECTORS ARE LOSING CONTROL!!"
"DAMN IT, CONTROL THE SITUATION!!"
"LEVEL 4… LEVEL 5 AND IT IS GROWING SIR–"
*BOOM*
"ARGHHH!!!"
If there was one thing living beings were good at, it was imitating. It might be called learning, but whatever the word, the meaning remained as raw as it could be. From infancy, where words and actions were mimicked, to adulthood where anything profitable was dismantled, understood, and imitated, more so with humans than with other less intelligent animals.
From the Path to the countries around the world, the energy detector of New City had gone through as many hands as it should, and copies of it had been created, many ideas added to make it evolve from its base form.
