"
"Her refusal to answer that question is why I knew we could trust her," Summer says, and we all look at her. "What? I knew what that look on her face meant, and knew that we could use her."
"Yes, but I didn’t have these tiny robots helping me," Leslie says pointedly, looking me hard in the eyes, and I can tell she is trying hard not to look down.
"What was it?" Gina prompts, at least as curious as I am.
‘It was an equation that would have unlocked the entire human genome,’ Lela tells us.
"But that could be used to cure genetic maladies, like Alzheimer’s syndrome, or MS!" Shanna shouts, unexpectedly. "That could help the human race advance in so many ways!" Then her eyes grow large, and we all see the problem.
Yes, that knowledge could indeed cure the human race of any genetic diseases, and even help make us stronger, smarter, and so much more than we currently are. But it could also be used to destroy what makes each person different, or make some kind of genetic attack that could be used to wipe out an entire civilizations as well as specific diseases. If one government had it, they could make an army of super soldiers that mature within a year, completely brainwashed, and then die within four. They could take over the world, and rule with an iron fist, with impunity.
In short, the human race truly isn’t ready for that knowledge.
"Since you didn’t answer, are we safe?" Summer is the first to break the silence.
Harana swaps out two more kids with Lela, after the yellow light swells her breasts again. I notice Leslie’s eyes glued to the angel during the whole transfer, and then she looks away, her cheeks flushing again.
‘As long as no others with Leslie’s intellect can find the answer, it should take a couple more decades to solve it.’
We all sigh in relief, but I have to ask, "Will we as a race be ready then?"
‘I cannot predict the future. It may be that your race will surprise us all, but it could also be that you wipe yourselves out. Until your leaders can learn to work together, however, I wouldn’t hope for much.’ Lela’s words are daunting, but not apocryphal.
We spend a few more hours into the night trying to come up with some sort of strategy, or way to stop the demons from destroying the Earth and humanity. Summer pulls out the Rocket Twin’s necklaces, and goes over what little she’s learned from them. Summer can use the abilities she’s discovered, and after some testing, so can Leslie and I, but for the rest of the women in the room, the necklace is simply made of large diamonds. When Shanna puts one on, with her dyed-red hair, I can’t help but think of Wilma Flintstone.
‘More like Pebbles, and you’re my Bam-Bam,’ she sends to me, after I make the comment to her.
Even with Leslie’s immense, overbearing, overdone, and domineering intelligence (yes, I’m a little jealous), we don’t succeed at coming up with any good ideas.
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