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Resolving the Mechanalog Ambiguity

          A  few  seconds  later  three  other  Mechanalogs  rolled  into  place
        beside  the  king.  “Colonel  Krif  and  Captain  Kaga,  may  I  present
        Tormot,  Minister  of  the  Interior;  Halzurni,  Minister  of  Applied
        Technology; and Loppa, my new Minister of Foreign Affairs.”
          “Pleased to meet you,” said Krif.
          “Uh,  yes,  pleased  to  meet  you,”  said  Kaga,  a  bit  uneasy  in  the
        presence of these strange entities. Krif, he noticed, showed no signs
        of discomfort. I guess that’s what comes of experience, he thought
        enviously. His attention shifted back to the king, who was speaking
        again.
          “Fine. Now that introductions are over, let’s get down to business.
        According to the leader of the first group, he was not authorized to
        make  a  formal  agreement  regarding  trade  between  our  planet  and
        your organization. That was acceptable to us, for we needed time to
        formulate our ideas on the subject. We are now prepared to open the
        negotiations. Does this suit you?”
          “Yes, it does,” replied Colonel Krif. “I have been advised that your
        need  for  certain  chemicals  can  be  met  by  suppliers  within  our
        commercial network. I have with me a list of those compounds and
        their  specific  properties.”  He  took  out  a  sheaf  of  hardcopy  and
        handed it to the king. “You’ll find that the information has already
        been translated into your language.”
          “Thank you,” said King Flobonda. “I’ll leave this to my Minister of
        Applied Technology to decipher. I’m not really as up on these things
        as I should be, you know.” He handed the documents to Halzurni,
        who tucked them into a compartment in his side. “Now, what can we
        offer you in exchange? Mazinoza has a wide variety of minerals, many
        of which we are already mining ourselves. Which would you like to
        have?”
          Krif, without hesitation, said, “Bintillium.”
          The king swiveled his head to the right. “I suppose that’s all right,”
        he  said.  “But  the  Minister  of  the  Interior  knows  the  state  of  our
        resources better than I do. What about it, Tormot?”
          “Your  majesty,”  said  the  Mechanalog  minister,  “I’m  afraid
        bintillium  is  one  thing  we  cannot  spare.  Small  quantities  of  it  are
        consumed each time we use our backup transference generators, so
        we  can’t  afford  to  jeopardize  our  supply.  We  do,  however,  have
        abundant quantities of grizlon, owatanite, and other minerals.”
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