LABORATORY OF DYNAMICS

Richie humanoid alien who began working on a brand new type of uranium weaponize super jacket. The process kicked off with aerospace design, where they crafted the uranium jacket with turbine engines. These engines were regulated by a fuel-air valve, and about half of the prototypes were supported by high nanorobot monitoring arms. Because of safety concerns, nuclear power plants have stopped operating.

"Armoured humanoid systematic cobots definitely need to be switched on, regardless of whether they are scrutinized or not. Safety and functionality are crucial for their operation. It's important to ensure that they are ready to perform their tasks efficiently and effectively.." Richie scowled expressing his concern.

"Nah, I don't agree with you... on that one, Richie. The first system surpassed the limited development of rare uranium due to its intense power.."

"Then, let's put our quantum mechanics and physics knowledge into action!" he suggested, but his  outburst didn't unsettle James.

Black, curly hair is pulled back to reveal a full, time-worn face. Dead brown eyes, set sunken within their sockets, dark stubble alluringly compliments his eyes and leaves a pleasant memory of his fortunate survival.

This is the face of James Villardi, a true robotics engineer among race of enhanced humans. He stand awkwardly among wide range of non working swarm of robots.

There's something charming about him, perhaps it's his goodwill or perhaps it's simply his tenderness. The ability to perform bot-herder attacks.

There was a pilot fish swimming around in the dynamics aquarium behind the desk, making sure the water was all nice and detoxified. Quite busy little fish.

Why don't you initiate the drone into the sky and have it search under a service tunneling signal from aid in space, maybe even in the higher atmosphere... we may get help from the stationary orbits."

"Richie, you know we can't create an uranium metal without a nuclear power source." James warned Seth ahead using drones signal.

"But the process shut down due to the safety measures if by using nuclear energy."

James tilts his head not knowing what to do by using Richie ideology won't support the development. "By the way Richie if we used the drone signals it won't help, it can't go higher into stellar debris cloud, this strategy will be a mess." James grumbles a static feed cracks on a nearby monitor then stored.

"James, why can't you understand this creation of the super jacket gonna help us save the people that are suffering from hallucinations and ADHD why? The nanobot just shut down."

"So, what do you think?"

"By using the drones signals!" Richie manically exclaimed on James shattering the sound absence of lab.

"Do you know that solar ultraviolet radiation will burn the drones: when it increase in its altitude." James reply dryly, furiously back at Seth which startled him.

Both departed to their ways- the light of the science lab switch off,

12:00PM;
The following consecutive days they were working on new type of voice-controlled predictive AI software which they believe gonna be a game changer to them. "Richie, I'm sorry for what happened yesterday I went too awry on you."

It's nothing James just forget we need to think about how to start the stimulators generated to the uranium jacket." He put on his black shades draw a book from his bag to record a data on.

"Richie?!"

"Um!" He replies mumbling under his breath.

"I have an idea." James bolted from his chair aiming straight at Richie with amazement.

"What is it?"

"Why can't we use Geocentric Coordinate Time."

"Huh? That calculation method."

"Yep, Richie!" He sneered as a smile spread across his face.

"But how?"

"An enquiry will be send to MORBIT they will generate as with a nuclear energy direct from the 5 stationary signals."

"What is MORBIT?" Richie asked been too assertive.

"Okay..." He paused. "MORBIT; defense mechanism medium-sized planet of alien race. These aliens are a type of reptile. They have six arms, but no legs, like a snake with arms, with a short, weak tail."

"Alien race like me? How will they contribute in our cut off power source?" Richie inquire quizzically.

"Transmitted indecipherable signal will be send across multiple channel supply energy that will make contact to our nuclear plant."

"I don't think this time any power will annihilate."

"Yeah let me finish with an enquiry."

James trudge along his route to his computer; the monitor begin to whirr as an enquiry was sent to MORBIT the enquiry lasted for two hours for MORBIT to reply.

Richie wears a classical utility jumpsuit and carries a tablet computer-with white matted hair and green eyes Richie is instinctive and polite.

"James what do MORBIT reply with?"

"Everything successful Richie."

James readjust with control panel controls within second a device involuntary powered up the robotic monitoring arms and the nanobots including the smaller nanobots: cobots begin working.

"Gotcha!" Richie celebrates, he pace to wrap James in a tight hug across the lobby ground of the lab.

Earth Uranium-titanium metal jacket development cryo-processed inside a green toxified soggy acidic water cryo-chamber

"It's working!" Richie point out to the chamber suddenly, he pause. "My greatest trepidation is the power process will shut down again."

James beckon him onto his shoulder. "Never worry yourself, because cells within cells has interlinked." James wrinkle sounding in sadistic voice. "So your tongue-tie?"

Richie sneer in surprise secluding a space aside. "Do you think I have an ankyloglossia?!"

Both chuckles, storm away to the stethoscope. "I will determines the sound produces which exerted out."

"Alright it's okay. Everything is under your control."

The development of the super uranium jacket continues their efficacy on the development process was very vigil...

17th July, 2059: 12:00am
"Why is it that we usually only meet on 12 noon?"

"Richie, I don't know I think the super jacket will resonate maybe we'll re-codec the approximately the matrixing data's."

He types on the keyboard the monitor whirrs. "Colonial medical should stifle the development. It's my expectations."

"Using colonial medical use must activated shape shifter were alligator."

"Oh, wow you mean the jacket can shape shift into different form?"

"It seems eerie sound is coming out from the chamber."

''What are you doing on the computer?" Richie see James in the internet forum: Average priced.

"I'm making an auction for the jacket I'm just kidding! The auctioneers is giving me a low standard deal."

"Hahahaha! My super jacket will be high price standard deal."

The day ends as Richie reached his apartment to shower:

COMPUTERIZED VOICE: 100% detoxified.

The water then flows on Richie body as he shower, Frustrated by the day he decide to go through the latest technology gadgets and their new specs. He feel slightly nostalgic about that era, which feel relaxed than his previous life. Indeed, those day he could spend a massive part of his life learning about uranium metals.

Now his alter-go have show that he has more time to acquire a new skills.

Meanwhile in Los Angeles... a notorious drug lord with alleged links to a powerful crime syndicate, was acquitted with several charges when the key witness failed to show up in court. Details was murky, the verdict was released in remand his client advise his lawyer to fill a lawsuit as it won't take a lot of time and enough money to resolve.

"Court rise!" The judge compelled as they all rise to their feet and shuffle away the decision of the judge was malleable against Professor Neuron the lawyer advocate.

"C'mon there's no way I will let this case rest I will prepare my lawsuit against the old fool! Drug lord." He remarks his assistant Peterson.

"Sir, let the case rest, you know you can't fight against that drug Lords he has a high links deals."

"Nope, Peter! I'm gonna bring that drug lord down. If I will go contralateral against the law I will do!"

"Sir--" Neuron walks off leaving his assistant behind.