ICCI didn't have a code for something else .
"Tell the foreman it passes," she said, powering down her scanner. ICCI didn't have a code for something else
Her job: inspect it. Not with her eyes, but with the – the ICCI. Every flaw, every micro-void, every grain boundary had a code. A18 for surface porosity. F7 for stress fractures. L11 for "latent heterogenous inclusion." " she said
"We know it's not a defect," she replied, slipping the data chip into her pocket. "And the ICCI only cares about defects. The rest? That's just a story. Free to read. Harder to live." " she replied
"What does it say?" Kael asked.