When Zoners get nasty...

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Some of the most creative minds of Gran Canaria and the rest of Sirius have been working here, in Nichols' R&D section. They had access to incredible technologies, which in the end allowed even the Omicron Supply Industries to produce high-tech equipment like cloaking devices and their counterparts, and even jump drives. It was sort of ironic that it required Kyu to come up with the idea of turning NIchols into a self-sustaining space station by adding old but working things: Hydroponics, Oxygen Recyclers and Water Purifiers. His team was making a good progress on the development. They were currently making tests with all the ressources that have been delivered to the different OSI facilities on Lanzarote, the Vista and Canaria. He knew his team and their traits. And for what he had in mind, he had to know who he can trust.

And he knew there weren't many people checking this section of the station very often. Ideal conditions to work on some ambitious projects. Entering the R&D section of Nichols, he found an empty place, and that would stay this way for at least four hours. And that was good. That was exactly what he needed right now. Access to the OSI technological database without anyone looking over his shoulders to question it. Or why he was only wearing a simple shirt and sweatpants. Taking a seat at one of the neural net consoles, a little sigh left his mouth. And so he started browing Nichols' database for everything that could help him with the construction of a NEMP bomb. And then, the neural net in general.

It was something he had to do multiple times. There was a surpringly big amount of information about NEMPs in the public neural net. Not only theory, but also blueprints. Of course Kyu questioned that. One download, another download, gigabytes of texts, manuals, pictures, 3D models, formulae. Knowing how to leave only minimal traces, he made sure nobody would become aware of what neural net pages he accessed. No history, no temporary data. No traces. All what was left was one PDA filled with ambitious plans.

While Kyu was not dumb, he himself was no scientist. Someone with more expertise would be required to check the data. He could provide the ressources and space to produce what he had in mind, and he knew some people of his team were trustworthy enough to support this. But this was something he needed external help. Help from someone who was bored enough to work their way through the data...