“Yes and no. We assume you are using Rock’s estimate. 1027 bits of information needed to teleport a person and achieve a perfect teleportation run. With a 1-exaflop processing rate it would take quadrillions of years to process that much information.”
“Close enough to make my point.”
“The quantum realm, as you know, is different from the macro world on which we tend to focus our attention. It’s all one inseparable system, of course. Still, without a complete unified field theory, it helps to consider quantum dynamics separately.
“For this topic, perhaps we can use an analogy. You use lossless compression, such as .zip or .rar, for large files. There could be a similar methodology for teleportation processing. What if we could ‘compress’ the necessary teleportation information by, let’s say, a little over 50%? Then, by analogy, the size of a teleportation information packet could be reduced to something on the order of only 1013 or 1014 bits of information. That is much more manageable, would you agree? A cellular device like your s-loop could easily handle that. The quantum realm is nothing, if not efficient and helpful; even mysterious.”
“Very interesting. Thank you Communal.”
“You’re welcome Mr. T. Anytime.”
END TIMELINE DROP. +
COUNTERSTRIKE.
Chapter Three.
August 30th – September 5th. Our little band of “gifted” warriors doesn’t have an official name yet. But we have been working hard on tactics and an overarching strategy to do our part to end the invasion. We have been working on team cohesion. At my insistence, thank you very much.
Our force multiplying capabilities are functional, the application consistent. We could use more practice, but time is running out. There is still a need to gather more information about our enemy before we go ballistic on them. What are their specific objectives? What are their weaknesses? How might we exploit those weaknesses?
To find the answers we need to get on board one of their ships and do some interrogating. While we’re at it, we might as well appropriate a ship. The term appropriate sounds so much better than steal, don’t you think? It just so happens all that would fit well with our SIGINT gig. Well, other than the ship stealing part. But that’s okay. We don’t mind stretching our boundaries. Right Para?
Could we quantum teleport onto a ship? Rock and Roll each had the same exact contemplative look.
Rock stood up and held his arms out wide. “The thing about teleporting is, you really want to do it in wide open spaces. Or, at least you need to have a good grasp of the layout. Take a bug ship for example.
“What are you laughing at? Oh, yeah, we really do want to take a bug ship.
“Anyway, we need to know where we will materialize. You ... do ... not ... want to materialize inside a solid steel bulkhead.
“We need a better term, other than materialize. Ending up with half of you in a bulkhead would definitely ruin your day. Being entwined with a bug would be nasty too. Solid material does seem to push back a little. That’s what it, ‘feels’ like. It might help as we gain experience with this. Roll agrees, it’s like that. It feels like a push back. But I’m not ready to trust the feel, not yet.”
Roll smiled. “Yup, that’s what it ... feels like. Matter that is dense can be felt when porting. But I’m not ready to port blind to an unknown area. Not sure I ever will be ready. We should call it untangle rather than materialize.”
“I like the term untangle. Right now, it would be stupid to port into a confined area.”
“It is a little like the Space Journey app or even like Mr. T’s old Google Earth. If you’ve been somewhere, or have other location information, you can fly in from orbit and zoom down to the spot where you want to untangle. But you need to see it, or know where you’re going.”
“Porting is just information going through a processor of some sort.”
“Like a giant quantum computer, you think? What happens to the original matter at point A?”
“It gets recycled. At the Planck level. Or smaller.”
“Like it’s scanned, and then the information is forwarded to the destination.”
“Yeah, an information loop so the process can be halted before it hits point B.”
“If the porting is halted, the original form information returns to untangle at the start location?”
“Or, the scanned copy is just not sent and untangles at the origin, point A.”
“The process might not allow us to untangle within a solid object.”
“There’s no such thing as a solid object.”
“Well, an object that is too dense.”
“So, it would spit us out into a less dense environment.”
“Maybe.”
“You go first. How about we find a nice lead cube for you to try?”
“Real funny. String theory or Loop quantum gravity?”
“Or some other quantum field theory operating. We don’t know enough.”
“You don’t have the math!”
“I don’t have the math? No one has the math.”
“Like I said.”
They’re pulling out some white-boards to start with the math equations. I am going to loop quantum theory someone upside the head in about two more seconds.
This can go on for hours. “Guys, we’re all still here and you’re definitely giving me a headache.” And there’s Mr. T just sitting there smiling at the twins. I think he’s enjoying himself.
If we had blueprints of one of their ships, we might manage to teleport into a cargo hold. But we don’t. I messed up when I broke the cloak at the National Mall ship, before we got the complete tour. The bugs don’t generally leave the hatch open, so getting in again may not be easy. We do have Para though. We were sitting at the round table in our command center, planning our strategy, when she stated the obvious. Well, it was the lunch table in Mr. T’s lab, our makeshift command center.
Para isn’t the kind
