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Annihilation: T2

The alien machines, otherwise known as T2s arrived earth to destroy the human technology. They were sent by the professed progenitors who claimed that the human technology was interfering with their conducts. The government went huff and puff to blow down the machines and restore orders, but lost everything to the fiery balls, T2s. Amongst these citizens was a professor who claimed to have a solution to the problem and could stop human beings from being annihilated. Like you would guess, the government wouldn't take his words. He left the urban areas with followers his movement had earned him. The Professor and his followers kept traveling as far as possible from the urban areas. In their search, they met the Curtish people, uncivilized folks, who were having problems with Manganis, evil apes. The professor professed to have a solution to their problems too but demanded a favor. Can the humankind survive without technology? How far can the Curtish people go pleasing the urban folks? Will the apes really take a bargain? Will the two species of humankind live together in peace or prey on each other's weaknesses?

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"I've laid my hands on the right means of communicating with them."

The adviser said to his queen. Which the queen took her turn in telling the other lots what had just been said.

The Professor felt that quite irrelevant. The other women of course weren't deaf and could hear him say that to the queen, why then did the queen keep elongating the discourse.

"If it pleases you now, let's get to it."

He concluded. The queen didn't say that to the women that time. The adviser was tempted to almost scorn her into doing that, but he remembered that to the women of Curt he was no Professor but an adviser.

Only the set of women, the queen and the adviser were present. Even Igen seemed to had left the royal business to those who would take it seriously.

And of course the chittering creatures were getting nauseous and they didn't hide it. Their sequence of the deep sound from their throttle kept an awkward rhythm coming on and on.