– How?
– State your thoughts, pass them on to me, I will process them into a business form and send them to you. You will not be allowed to take papers or anything else out of the facility. You can print it out at Zero with my help, in the same way.
– Wow.
– Form.
Rutra lay down and began mentally "typing" the protocol, especially "whitewashing" the doctor in it. After he finished, he asked Isa:
– Did you get it?
– It's fine, I've already processed it.
– Already?
– I'll throw it to you soon, look on the TV screen, in what form it will be.
Not a minute later, the protocol appeared on the screen, Rutra read it, sent it with Isa's help to Yarovitovich, and went to him himself. Jarovitovich reviewed the protocol, signed it with an electronic signature, and "gave" it to Rutra, emphasizing his concern with the admonition.
– Don't forget the main objective. Time is against us. The most improbable things are possible. What we've played out could really happen. For real!
– Understood. I'll go," Ruthra said calmly and without excitement.
– So long.
Rutra stepped out and headed for the lab, where he was met by the doctor.
– Well? – He asked fearfully.
Ruthra nodded affirmatively. The doctor gestured for him to follow him. He led Rutra into an isolation box and took out the pre-prepared wires that went to the machine in his pocket. Two wires he gave to Rutra and two he took for himself. They looked at each other and synchronously applied them to their tongues. The shock of the current temporarily knocked him unconscious. The doctor, quickly returning to normal, gave him a glass of liquid.
– Drink quickly.
– What's that?
– Hurry up.
While Ruthra was confused, the man uncovered a medical table of instruments.
– Drink it, it's a painkiller.
Ruthra took a drink.
– Sit down and don't move, I'm going to insert a microplate with a chip under your scalp. This is so you can control when your thoughts are available and when they are not. You have two scars on your head, in one place I put the chip to transmit back then, in the other place I will put the chip to block.
The doctor injected local anesthesia, made an incision, performed some manipulations, covered it with artificial skin, applied a bandage with a special remedy, and began to hastily collect tools, constantly looking at his watch.