thousand views, it was unlikely to propagate very far before the authorities showed up to confiscate every user’s personal computer and tablet. Including the ones in Brian and Garret’s apartment.
However, if they uploaded it to YouTube, U-Vid, VidCasa, and the dozens of other video sharing networks, along with seeding it on N-Torrent networks, the FireFly sharing networks that were all the rage with teenagers, and even the old Usenet newsgroups for the geriatric crowd, there was a ninety-nine percent chance that it would hit critical saturation stage within twenty-four hours. All they needed was one hour of seeding before it would be too late for authorities, or anyone else on the planet, to stop its proliferation.
The broken cog in the machine was the Receiver drug. It would take but a few taps of a tablet or keystrokes on a computer to send the induction modules on their way to devices all over the planet. Delivering a drug that was unknown to everyone but the three of them, manufactured with tightly-restricted chemicals, was the insurmountable problem. Brian left that to Derry to figure out. When she asked him how many doses he could produce in a typical month, she wasn’t impressed with the answer of “about five hundred…maybe.”
“There has to be a way to make more than that,” she complained.
“If I could get unlimited access to Lyborsol, Hydrathanol, and some disulfomine without, you know, alerting authorities, I could probably make hundreds of thousands per month,” Brian sighed.
“Is there no way to substitute components from something cheaper or more easily available?” she asked.
“I doubt there is a sub for Lyborsol, but the other stuff I could extract from commercially available substances that contain it. The Hydrathanol might be a bit of an issue, as it is sort of new, and fairly toxic. In a real lab, I could make it without too much trouble. But my own little ‘lab’ at the house isn’t set up for manufacturing raw chemicals or creating complex, large-scale reactions.” He shrugged. “It will be a bit of work to get it, but nothing impossible. The problem though is the difference between pocket meth and pure meth.”
“Pocket meth?” she asked, unfamiliar with the term as well as most of the non-hallucinogenic street drugs.
Cocaine, meth, Crash, none of that appealed to Derry. She liked her acid trips and bean rolls…and real mushrooms whenever she could actually find that rarity. Texas ranchers didn’t look too kindly on high school and college kids picking through their pastures for ‘dope,’ and it wasn’t worth the hassle or the expense of trying to grow them, even if an earthen basement and all of the right equipment were available.
“Yeah, pocket meth is this crap you can make in your own bathroom or kitchen. You take some really nasty ingredients that you can buy at the drug store and cleaning supply places, a few pill packs of pseudoephedrine from Canada or Mexico, and ‘cook’ it all up in about fifteen minutes with a thick-walled glass container. Except you don’t really cook it, since it doesn’t require heat. The chemical reaction from the mix does all the cooking. If you do it wrong, you’ll die when you smoke or shoot it, if you aren’t already dead from the fumes or chemical burns when it explodes in your face while mixing it.
“My shit, on the other hand, is purified, extremely potent, and pharmaceutical-grade. Except the drug companies don’t make the stuff I make. And even if they did for legit medical reasons, because of the constant practice and refinement I’ve had, I doubt they’d make it as pure or as strong as mine. I’m sure they eventually would, with their thousands of R&D engineers and unlimited funds for lab time, chemicals, whatever.
“The point is, I can’t reproduce Lyborsol, and it’s the main factor in how Receiver unlocks the memory areas of the hippocampus and temporal lobe. I’ve tried making batches without the
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