Simon Plennon of Crestopolis lived a life. A life he lived. His apartment complex, cheap, overlooked a shopping complex mezzanine. That wasnâ€™t so bad, but the noise of the overlaying sonic jets popped his eardrums on occasion. I suppose you could say that at least the rent was rock bottom in todayâ€™s economically driven society. Actually it was next to free; all he needed to do was provided a point of sale every month. Naturally that was all too easy.
Thus Simon, a half augmented cybernetic unit slipped into his favorite pajamas, hoping that only the low key Sonics would pass by. In the same ritual he performs every once in a while, Simon pops into the fragment defragmentiser, a most efficient way of showering, without any water pressing upon his skin. Sometimes he misses the delicate corrosive essence water brings, but such luxury is expensive, thus it is better to just zap all unfriendly dust molecules away from his body, it does the job, if not better.
Itâ€™s actually even better with clothes on. It even takes out all stains, invisible ones, making the fabric like new, so the adds proclaim, and to be truthful itâ€™s a wonder the designs donâ€™t peel off. In the next instant he swallows a nanocullar pill, since the last one, a month ago flushed out of his system. Basically this kind of pill is good for hygiene purposes; it suppresses all sweat glands and pheromones. Now you would think it to be a bad and unhealthy thing to do, but it has been proven on the contrary. Still these little critters are amazing. They are the perfect trash equalizers. For they eat all ear wax, mucus and clean all stains that are irregular on the teethâ€™s surface, flushing it all into the bowls, where its all greeted by the permanent recycling nannods.
Itâ€™s actually quite amazing what technology in this day and age has created. But Simon has other concerns, for all of this is regular like clockwork, except, clocks have finally become obsolete thanks to nanosprocks. A personâ€™s internal diagnostic tool, it basically controls ones body clock, and other organs. Itâ€™s not an easy thing to obtain, but once you have it, it is a very nifty piece of ware. Simon is not a freeloader by any means, but he gets a kick out of his internal factories. Not everyone has them, as always the rich get preference to the finest grade materials, but then he has a kooky way of being in the wrong place at the right time.
Nanosprocks, manufacture special intelligent nannods that connect the nerves to various parts of the body, tricking the brain in many functions normally deemed inefficient. One such inefficiency is sleep. Although sleep depravation, a common occurrence, it is important to rest in eight hour shifts once a week, so that is exactly what heâ€™s doing now. Much needed rest. Obviously sleep is one facet by which these intelligent nannods trick the body; other examples are the food intake. By maximizing the nutrients, for example Simon no longer needs to exercise, in fact, all the populace of Crestopolis stopped physical exertion a long time ago. Well not quite but close to it, for the nannods convert any excess fat into muscular mass, regulating the bodyâ€™s energy flow at the same time. Heck, even a personâ€™s defecated materials are recycled, now that is efficiency, obviously this can happen for only so long. The third time once all nutrients are completely degraded to their basic levels the nannods feed off of this refuse, thus it is not absurd for a person to only excrete once a year. For not enough waste exits the body.
Youâ€™d think, no urination for over a year would kill a man. Well, yes, it would have a hundred or so years ago. But today, such impurities are actually switched of and channeled to more sophisticated means to the ends. After all, you canâ€™t have the bladder producing that rickety yellow stuff; it would eat right through, not before the bladder would burst. But no, today, water is constantly recycled, always retaining all perspiration, only in extreme conditions would it be released, when necessary. In much the same way as camels store and can go without water, humans have devised a method that will actually allow a person to go without food and water, the building blocks of all interstellar life. Obviously once in a while a person needs to restock on vital energies, but not in the same capacity earlier persons needed to.
In fact, you could call Simon and people of his ilk the next evolution, whatever that may mean. But food is consumed, not as often, a few times a week, he would draw out satchels of intensively rich nutrients the body requires and pops it into his mouth, that is all that is required. Of course Simon is the exception, for the infrastructure of Crestopolis is much different.
You still get regular humans, partially nannoculated individuals, intensively nannoculated individuals, and then there are the artificialâ€™s, not to mention the otherworldly humans. Plus the super rich who are in a class of their own, having entire worlds to their own disposals as one would have a garden. But then nothing is ever the same in Simonâ€™s life. While its all very well to indulge in nannoculates. It still doesnâ€™t bring in the credits. For money, unfortunately still drives society. Youâ€™d think that once nannoculates became part of the human environment, everything would follow, but things havenâ€™t become any easier, by no means.
Donâ€™t mistake his nannoculates for an easy lifestyle. Itâ€™s just not true, the only reason he has some state of the art nonnods is because of the rather promiscuous lawsuit he won, twenty years ago. Although life in the future might have been mistaken for a bright and happy one, and all would think so. After all some of the aggocculates he possesses extend his life progressively with the aid of all nannods attached, thus he is far older than most human beings. Actually just a few months back he turned a lazy three hundred and seven.
No nannoculates can ever repair a persons experience and mental health however, that is why, for him to reach such an age is most incredible. Even with superman nannoculates making him far stronger and agile than is possibly normal, that were he to go back in time, youâ€™d think he was superman. That is how powerful they are, for a bullet would be hard pressed to even make a dent in his skin, the highly regenerative powers he has is incredible. Maximizing natureâ€™s techniques if accidentally a body part became severed, and it can still happen for todayâ€™s weapon are far more interesting that the archaic machine gun. A while new limb would re-grow, it would only be a matter of time, much like a lizards tail popping off and re-growing.
Still, even with all of this, nannoculates canâ€™t prevent disease. Actually one of the major problems in todayâ€™s society a year 5112 to be exact, many rouge supper bugs can cause catastrophic disasters. Its not that they arenâ€™t easily dispensed with, its just that mutations have greatly evolved them, incorporating real gene code and nannoculates into their own systems, makes them impervious to most know preventative measures.
But such things are rare, generally as bedtime stories used to haunt children while they sleep. But it isnâ€™t far from the truth, the conglomerate governments, pawns really to the one Corporation that uses government as a sense of release, or slow freedom for human populations, but a far greater menace were the true facts known, siphoning humanity for their own nefarious gain. Selling humanities soul to interstellar entities.
Not so much rare as suppressed to the masses, any outbreaks quickly eliminated. Simon knows all this, for he is a government agent, well retired to be exact. But branded as such never the less. But one canâ€™t blame Simon for his resentments towards humanity, after all heâ€™s lived through ten different world wars, and none of them were pleasant, while most of his friends dead or dying, somewhere, for sometimes-even death isnâ€™t a luxury anymore.
Nannoculates are sometimes too efficient for their own good, especially in war. Fortunately out of all the major wars, his system has never been infected, for he has been careful, very careful. For todayâ€™s wars arenâ€™t fought through nuclear capacity, although still effective to a degree. But the really enhanced nannoculates can actually absorb the deadly radiation from nuclear processed weapons, after all, some of his own nannods are nuclear based, if truth be known. But nuclear powered nannods are an archaic and rare thing to possess, that is why Simon is so unique.
Instead sonic, plasma and genetically adaptable nannods are used, often called silent killers. In war they can be a most malignant and potent weapon. For sonic nannods disrupted, displacing regular nannods, thus it is easy to penetrate nannoculates. Plasma nannodes are the state of the are. If youâ€™re ever unlucky to have them within, youâ€™ve got no hope in hell. But some say its nothing compared to genetically enhanced nannods, for some of these are carriers of alien technology crafted with flesh eating viruses. Now these are the most shocking of all. Once imbedded, it wonâ€™t kill you, not for a while at least. That is why nannoculates can be a cruse as well as a godsend. For they fight with the flesh nannods, but itâ€™s a losing battle, eventually ones whole body disintegrated, giving a whole new meaning to being eaten alive. For this process is like a common cold at first, but can last depending on a persons sophisticated adapters days to years.
In all respects though nannoculates have improved humanities longevity, with some of the more basic functions scratched to nothing more than rashes. Even so there are many dangers, some nannods can capitulate, if that happens, lets just say, ones entire system might go bust, but that only happens to older versions. Newer ones have strict security, besides now that they can always replicate, unless something happens to the mother nannoculate.
Never the less, Simon has a busy day tomorrow, so sleep takes him for the first time since, months actually. That isnâ€™t normal either, it is recommended a good eight to ten hours be spent on sleep every week, otherwise some of the mortal cells may start to melt. Of course when you have nannoculare replicates, they will always regenerate the failed cells, but one shouldnâ€™t play with chance or fate, or you could die. Not even all the technology you have can stop a meltdown of the body, once that happens internal bleeding, the brain turns to mush, and you remain a vegetable forever. Unless you were switched off by a mercy kill, even that may not work sometimes, for nannoculates are so intelligent, youâ€™d swear they had a mind of their own.