Donald Moffitt - Genesis 02

job.”
    “What ever happened to Jao’s Bubble?” his opponent asked maliciously.
    Jao was totally bland. “Oh, yah, the idea of enclosing a star inside some kind of a continuous shell. It wouldn’t work.”
    “I can’t stand it!” Smeth groaned. “Now he’s going to disown the whole idea.”
    “He has no shame.” Bram laughed. “Jao throws off ideas, but he isn’t attached to them.”
    Jao was lecturing the young man earnestly. “In the first place, there’s no way to keep it from drifting off center,” he said. “You might start with the star perfectly centered, but once the slightest drift started, it would keep getting worse, because the attraction from all other directions would keep decreasing…”
    “That’s exactly what I told him,” Smeth complained to Bram.
    “… and can you imagine the centrifugal force at the equator if the thing rotated at all? Your sphere would suffer from slump. Everything would tend to collect at the equatorial plane. No, my friend, your sphere’s a picturesque idea, but you can’t have it.”
    “How does he do it?” Smeth grumbled.
    “And who needs it, anyway?” Jao said before his young antagonist could open his mouth to protest. “Let’s figure out how much energy Original Man had at his disposal for his intergalactic beacon.”
    He reached for his pendant touch pad again and began tapping at it one-handed without looking.
    “Look at him showing off,” Smeth said in disgust. “He hits wrong numbers all the time that way, but that doesn’t stop him.”
    “Each one of those big disks has a surface area of… hmm … call it six point three six quadrillion square miles. A six followed by fifteen digits. On each side. If you’re trying to make sense of a number like that, it means that—” He punched numbers again. “—one side of a disk has thirty-two million times the surface area of an ordinary planetary body like the Father World.”
    “Why one side?” his admirer queried.
    “We’re only concerned with the side that’s soaking up energy.”
    “Oh.”
    Jao continued. “We’ve already got a value for the solar constant at the distance of the cometary halo, a light-year out. Now let’s crank it back according to the inverse-square law, and we’ve got—” His fingers busied themselves again. “At ninety million miles, it works out to … hmm … one point four kilowatts per square meter … times sixteen times ten to the nineteen square meters—”
    “Oh, for pity’s sake!” Smeth burst out. “All that rigamarole! He wants to say that each of the three large diskworlds receives twenty-three times ten to the twenty-first kilowatts of energy!”
    “Thank you, Smeth,” Jao said equably. “Twenty-three sextillion kilowatts. And we’re not through yet. We multiply by six, and—”
    “Multiply by three something, you mean,” interrupted his rival for the young woman’s attention.
    “No. Don’t forget the three disks of the inner equatorial shell may be a lot smaller, but they’re closer to the star, and they intercept exactly as much solar radiation as if they were big disks in the outer orbit.”
    “But—”
    Jao sailed on serenely. “Which means that in the equatorial fence alone, Original Man had one hundred and thirty-eight sextillion kilowatts at his disposal to turn into radio waves.” He paused for effect. “That is ten trillion times as much power as Nar civilization produced on the Father World.”
    Bram caught his breath. The figure was staggering. He had never bothered to work it out himself, though he had known it must be very high.
    “They thought big, those people,” he said to Smeth. “By now the human genetic code will have reached the Virgo cluster. I always assumed that was the target. But with that kind of power, I wonder if they were aiming beyond.”
    Smeth snorted. “Huh, don’t let Jao’s raving impress you too much. We don’t know how efficient those … constructions were at converting energy into the longer radio wavelengths and modulating them.”
    “It hardly matters, does it?” Bram responded. “The waves will keep spreading through the universe. If they were meant to reach Virgo, the limit of their detectability must lie many times beyond it.”
    Over by the view wall, Jao was unleashing one of his terrifying smiles on the girl. Though he was utterly faithful to Ang, he didn’t mind going through the motions.
    Jao’s young competitor glowered and made another try at