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[ecoeconomicepochs]

Delegated Byzantine Fault Tolerance Consensus / USPTO 13/573,002 Heart Beacon Cycle Time - Space Meter #blockchain #consensus #network

[blockchainwelt]

Delegated Byzantine Fault Tolerance (dBFT) erklärt | Blockchainwelt

Die delegierte byzantinische Fehlertoleranz, dBFT, funktioniert wie ein gewähltes Parlament ➞ Jeder stimmt für einen Vertreter.

[roblockchain-blog]

Tehnologia blockchain - Platforme blockchain si caracteristici (part. 1).

Cele mai recente noutati din lumea criptovalutara!..

Agitatia pe scara larga in jurul cryptocurrency si ICO, a stabilit un ritm deosebit pentru dezvoltarea blockchain-ului, care, practic in toate cazurile, reprezinta piatra de temelie a oricarei lansari in acest domeniu.

[excelvisibility-blog]

Anthony Lusardi: Proof of Work (PoW) is Superior to PoS, dBFT, DPoS and different consensus Protocols: ETC (ETC) Value Technical Evaluation (June 2, 2018)

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Anthony Lusardi: Proof of Work (PoW) is Superior to PoS, dBFT, DPoS and different consensus Protocols: ETC (ETC) Value Technical Evaluation (June 2, 2018)

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[river-hadley-blog]

Dreams Built From Tears || Sydri

River had spent all week waiting for this moment. The door clicked closed on the last patient of her friday clinic, and she sat there for a second numbly - it was finally time. It had been three days since she'd met Sydney Klein, three days since her fingers had dipped into the pits and ridges of her ruined tendon, since she'd watched with skeptical eyes as pale fingers had picked up the pen and signed the paperwork; today, it would all begin. She had what she needed already in her bag, three vials weren't hard to take from the lab, it was after all a project of her own, the only person monitoring it being herself, and needles and syringes weren't in short supply given that she worked in a hospital. She'd pulled in a favor with one of the girls in psych, and her fifteen minutes in the supply closet had been well spent; restraints seemed a little presumptuous  but she'd decided better to be safe than sorry. She made the walk across the site to her office, her head up the whole way, impervious now to the way some of the doctors paused to stare at her, the way conversations seemed to roar into new life as she stepped out of earshot - none of it mattered, she was going to prove them all wrong. None of this was for them, it wasn't even for her, she told herself it was for the difference it would make to people's lives, people like Sydney, good people, though a small unacknowledged part of her wondered what she would hide behind once this project was through, what impossible question would shield her from the grief of her mother's loss.

She shook the thoughts off, already running over the things she would say in her head, the things she would do, as she turned the key in the lock and let herself in. This hadn't been far from her mind all week, and strangely, neither had Sydney. River wasn't sure if it was the odd combination of real beauty and total modesty, or the fact that she was crazy enough to be letting her do this, but either way, she knew she had something of a fascination with the other girl. She'd caught herself wondering a few times what she might have looked like up on a stage somewhere, spinning and leaping under a spotlight, supple and graceful and perfect. She was brought back to a very different reality, as reaching into the bag, she pulled out the soft leather restraints. With her lips pulled into a tight line, she began to buckle them to the bed, telling herself they probably wouldn't come into use, she just couldn't afford to have the girl moving around when she was trying to get a needle into a half inch thick band of tendon behind three large muscles. With those in place, she pulled out a clean gown and laid it on the bed, retrieving the drug from her bag and setting it on the small trolley in the corner, before she went and sat herself down at her desk. Her body hummed with anticipation, something inside her quivering with excitement, adrenaline, fear at what she was about to do, yet she killed it quickly, unwilling to allow anything even remotely unsteady to transmit to her hands. Switching on her computer and opening Sydney's file, she poured over the words absent-mindedly until there was a knock at the door. Jumping out of her seat, she almost yanked it open right away, before she forced herself to wait a few beats, taking one last steadying breath, before the mask came down, and she turned the handle. "Syd... Come in, right on time."