Noonan was the most complex intelligence that functioned within the corporation. She had been sure he would be terminated after their photonic work. He was certainly carefully monitored. It had been proven that any sentient organic, non-organic, or hybrid entity would seek further computing capacity at an exponential rate, after a fairly fuzzy and poorly understood complexity threshold was reached. The morality of acquiring the additional computing power rarely troubled a post Chaulker sentience.
All methods are apparently allowable in the quest for godhood.
She was jolted from her reverie by the cheerful voice of Mutt. The room suddenly jumped to life as the walls filled with schematics, diagrams, equations, and an obscure mathematics Jeff had devised a few weeks ago. One entire wall was devoted to the raw data she had requested earlier that day. The wall was a raging cataract of frantic numbers and more regal symbols. She quickly absorbed the data with the help of her neuronic interface.