More than three hundred of his subjects were able to produce the killing thought and their range was growing every day as they practiced using it. He heard the door to the room open and he saw Tyler standing at the door, “Hello, Tyler, can you wait?” “Regent, I really need you to assist me while you’re conducting a class.” The Regent’s head tilted, “What?” “I think I’ve developed a way for you to control the mind weapon.” The Regent’s head moved back, “What do you mean control?” “I’m hoping that if you want to use your mind to kill one ship or a thousand, you could control which one you chose.” “That’s not possible.” Tyler shrugged. “Is it possible?” “I’d like to see.” “What do I need to do?” “I want you to wear this helmet whenever you teach a class.
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