“Oh really,” she said. “Tell me about them.”
“Not yet. It is still too early and I have only done the math, not any real testing yet,” Evan said, “but if I’m right, it could make Aldric’s energy innovations a footnote in the history books.” He leaned back in his chair and spun about. “It seems that Aldric is not the only genius in this place.”
“I’ll have to take your word for it, genius,” Margaret said. “Until you have created something from your ideas, you’re little more than a dreamer.” She held up her hand to stave off his rebuttal. “You are a very intelligent dreamer, but still only a dreamer until then.”
“Fine,” he said before he tilted his head from one shoulder to the other, generating an uncomfortable cracking sound. “I was planning on conducting a physical experiment next month when Aldric goes to earth for a week.” Evan grimaced and looked at the precision-made puncture wound in his wrist. “He took a DNA sample so he could code the Void Reactor to me while he’s gone. One week, nothing more.” Evan frowned for a moment before sighing. “I really hope his flight home is not delayed.” As much as Evan liked the idea of his DNA being coded into the machine, he did not like the idea of being the person solely responsible for the moon’s flow of free energy.
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