Yang Ping leaned against the wall of the corridor, looking at the fire extinguisher cabinet opposite. "The only thing we can do now is to produce the correct data. As soon as possible. Get it out before they do, and publish a complete map of the safety boundaries. That way, even if someone wants to act recklessly, at least they'll know where the boundaries are."
"What if they refuse to acknowledge those boundaries?"
"Then there's even less we can do. Science can only provide facts. How those facts are used is not something Science can control. But this is just our worst-case thinking. In reality, to actually touch that boundary, to unlock this key, it won't happen that fast. What I'm worried about is ten years from now, fifty years from now, a hundred years from now…"
