Chapter Two: The Rooftop Fabricator

It simply used every atom with almost miserly precision. The finished suit resembled a gray hooded jacket and weighed under three kilograms. Thousands of microscopic cells absorbed heat by changing phase. A battery reconstructed from phone cells powered a brief thermal deflection field. “How long?” [NINETY-SEVEN SECONDS AT 1,200 DEGREES CELSIUS. APPROXIMATELY TWELVE MINUTES IN A CONVENTIONAL FIRE.] “Enough.” Zhou loaded twenty-four palm-sized drones into his repair van. Behind him, Refraction changed color and texture until it looked like an undocumented rooftop water tank. [THE AGENT VESSEL MAY NOT DIRECTLY INTERVENE IN MISSION ONE. LARGE-SCALE RECORD CORRECTION WOULD ALSO REVEAL YOUR LOCATION TO OTHER AGENTS.