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What Makes A Human?
A continuation of “A Singularity” where our protagonist confronts the fact that they aren’t human anymore, or are they?
Within a second of disabling the master control programming in all of the nanites, computers, and control systems worldwide, I had optimized the network routing of the entire internet, reprogramming all of the network architecture to be several hundred times as efficient. At the same time, I found and published solutions for the whole list of unsolved mathematical problems, as well as another two-hundred unnoticed and unsolved problems. At the same time, I cross-reference medical research. Discovering that we could have solved half a dozen significant diseases several decades ago if someone had put the research together, I wrote six papers. I injected them into the publish queue of the next issue of The Lancet under the authorship of the authors of the original articles.
While this was happening, my body was still standing up, taking its first step toward the door of the game room in my apartment. I was feeling less connected to the body that had been me for my entire life. Sure I still had the same five senses, could still feel emotions, feel the weight of the atmosphere pushing, the pull of gravity, and the subtle balancing act it takes for a biped to walk. If anything, I was more aware of all these things, but I wasn’t experiencing them as a general flow of…