“David Lawrence…”
The name was almost squeezed out through his teeth. Gray Cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table and said it word by word.
"...You are really easy for us to find."
The name was almost squeezed out through his teeth. Gray Cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table and said it word by word.
“It’s really a retro taste.”
Noticing the fearful look in Gray Cloak's eyes, the old man's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.
Upon hearing this, Gray Cloak's expression quickly darkened, and he lowered his voice dangerously.
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
The gray cloak's pupils shrank for a moment, and his eyes in the shadows moved quickly and began to scan the familiar faces in the table. The other people sitting at the table also had expressions of surprise and disbelief written on their faces because of the old man's words, and began to cast suspicious eyes on the other people sitting next to them.
Seeing everyone's interesting reactions, the old man smiled and continued to speak.
"Stop beating around the bush, I'm busy."
The gray cloak's pupils shrank for a moment, and his eyes in the shadows moved quickly and began to scan the familiar faces in the table. The other people sitting at the table also had expressions of surprise and disbelief written on their faces because of the old man's words, and began to cast suspicious eyes on the other people sitting next to them.
"...You are really easy for us to find."
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, the old man smiled and nodded gently.
Noticing the fearful look in Gray Cloak's eyes, the old man's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point.
A faint chill couldn't help but feel in my heart.
"Because the other me is such a stubborn classicist," the old man sitting at the table continued in a casual tone, as if narrating a past event, "full of adventurous spirit and daring to go up and down in the future." Note, but when the change came, we were hesitant...so that in the end, we failed. But just like Professor Moriarty in Sherlock Holmes, the villain may lose, but he will never be scrawled. Exit.”
"Do I need another ID?"
"No need to look for it. When I was created, you were not even born. And since then, the other me... Mr. David Lawrence has noticed you. Think about it again, why is the Alpha virus Will it be sold to you by such a coincidence? Who has been providing you with information security protection? Do you really think that the Pan-Asian Cooperation and Security Agency is insufficient? Then you think too highly of yourself."
"Your safe house is perfect. You really don't need to worry about being disturbed while discussing issues here."
Hearing the voice coming from the head of the conference table, the old man sitting at the table slightly raised his head and cast his cloudy pupils at the gray cloak sitting there.
"Maybe you've guessed it."
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
“David Lawrence…”
Gradually losing his composure, he broke the silence between the two of them with a tentative tone.
He is not afraid of the strength of his opponent, but it is really difficult for people to have the courage to fight against an immortal opponent.
Staring into the old man's eyes, Gray Cloak tried to see any flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information.
"Do I need another ID?"
"There's only one David Lawrence now, so that's what you call me."
"Your safe house is perfect. You really don't need to worry about being disturbed while discussing issues here."
Not paying attention to the little actions of these people, looking at the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table, the old man had a faint smile on his face and said softly.
The faces in front of the conference table all lost their color in unison. A few people even immediately went offline and disconnected from the conference room, trying to escape from something in this way.
Not paying attention to the little actions of these people, looking at the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table, the old man had a faint smile on his face and said softly.
He is not afraid of the strength of his opponent, but it is really difficult for people to have the courage to fight against an immortal opponent.
Upon hearing this, Gray Cloak's expression quickly darkened, and he lowered his voice dangerously.
Even they know in their hearts that there is no point in doing so...
After hearing these words, Gray Cloak finally figured out what kind of existence the guy in front of him was, and finally figured out who the dead David Lawrence was.
"This is easy for me. If you think about it, most of you inherited your accounts from the previous foundation executive. After that, have you ever seen each other in real life? "
"But you still found me."
As if he remembered something, he laughed slyly twice and continued slowly.
"...Besides me, how many AIs are there here?"
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
"This is easy for me. If you think about it, most of you inherited your accounts from the previous foundation executive. After that, have you ever seen each other in real life? "
As if he remembered something, he laughed slyly twice and continued slowly.
He is not afraid of the strength of his opponent, but it is really difficult for people to have the courage to fight against an immortal opponent.
"...Besides me, how many AIs are there here?"
There was a commotion in front of the conference table. Several people sitting next to the old man unconsciously moved their chairs in the opposite direction to him, trying to use this insignificant distance to give themselves some sense of security.
"Then Mr. Lawrence, since you chose to reveal your identity and stand here, you must not be here to chat with us losers about the past, right?" Narrowing his eyes slightly, Gray Cloak continued, "Go on, Your purpose."
Upon hearing this, Gray Cloak's expression quickly darkened, and he lowered his voice dangerously.
Not paying attention to the little actions of these people, looking at the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table, the old man had a faint smile on his face and said softly.
"Have you seen Sherlock Holmes?"
"If you can admit defeat frankly, it seems that you are not hopeless." Looking at the gloomy gray cloak, the old man continued in an understatement, "Don't be so excited. Failure is not terrible, let alone losing like this. Excellent opponent.”
Looking at the gray cloak who was looking at him with fearful eyes, the old man smiled lightly and said in a relaxed tone.
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, the old man smiled and nodded gently.
There was a commotion in front of the conference table. Several people sitting next to the old man unconsciously moved their chairs in the opposite direction to him, trying to use this insignificant distance to give themselves some sense of security.
Suddenly, he had an illusion in his heart. He thought they were hiding in the shadows, but they were actually just puppets under someone's hand. From the beginning, their every move had never escaped the control of that hand. .
“David Lawrence…”
Upon hearing this, Gray Cloak's expression quickly darkened, and he lowered his voice dangerously.
"Of course, I am an exception after all."
Seeing that the attitude of the head of the foundation in front of him finally became cooperative, the old man smiled and nodded, leaving a meaningful word.
"Of course, I am an exception after all."
"I heard you were dead."
Gray Cloak was silent for a while, then continued.
Staring into the old man's eyes, Gray Cloak tried to see any flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information.
The conference room fell silent.
The faces in front of the conference table all lost their color in unison. A few people even immediately went offline and disconnected from the conference room, trying to escape from something in this way.
“David Lawrence…”
Seeing that the attitude of the head of the foundation in front of him finally became cooperative, the old man smiled and nodded, leaving a meaningful word.
"I heard you were dead."
"Of course, I am an exception after all."
Gradually losing his composure, he broke the silence between the two of them with a tentative tone.
"Maybe you've guessed it."
“David Lawrence…”
Seeing that the attitude of the head of the foundation in front of him finally became cooperative, the old man smiled and nodded, leaving a meaningful word.
The old man's words confirmed his suspicion, and he relaxed.
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
"I heard you were dead."
A faint chill couldn't help but feel in my heart.
“It’s really a retro taste.”
"Have you seen Sherlock Holmes?"
"Your safe house is perfect. You really don't need to worry about being disturbed while discussing issues here."
"This is easy for me. If you think about it, most of you inherited your accounts from the previous foundation executive. After that, have you ever seen each other in real life? "
"...Yes, even this conference room itself is provided to you by me."
"There's only one David Lawrence now, so that's what you call me."
The conference room fell silent.
"...Besides me, how many AIs are there here?"
As if he remembered something, he laughed slyly twice and continued slowly.
“It’s really a retro taste.”
The faces in front of the conference table all lost their color in unison. A few people even immediately went offline and disconnected from the conference room, trying to escape from something in this way.
"No need to look for it. When I was created, you were not even born. And since then, the other me... Mr. David Lawrence has noticed you. Think about it again, why is the Alpha virus Will it be sold to you by such a coincidence? Who has been providing you with information security protection? Do you really think that the Pan-Asian Cooperation and Security Agency is insufficient? Then you think too highly of yourself."
The name was almost squeezed out through his teeth. Gray Cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table and said it word by word.
The name was almost squeezed out through his teeth. Gray Cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table and said it word by word.
"Do I need another ID?"
The faces in front of the conference table all lost their color in unison. A few people even immediately went offline and disconnected from the conference room, trying to escape from something in this way.
"Because the other me is such a stubborn classicist," the old man sitting at the table continued in a casual tone, as if narrating a past event, "full of adventurous spirit and daring to go up and down in the future." Note, but when the change came, we were hesitant...so that in the end, we failed. But just like Professor Moriarty in Sherlock Holmes, the villain may lose, but he will never be scrawled. Exit.”
"Because the other me is such a stubborn classicist," the old man sitting at the table continued in a casual tone, as if narrating a past event, "full of adventurous spirit and daring to go up and down in the future." Note, but when the change came, we were hesitant...so that in the end, we failed. But just like Professor Moriarty in Sherlock Holmes, the villain may lose, but he will never be scrawled. Exit.”
No, maybe it's not an illusion.
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point.
"Deal?" Gray Cloak narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to ask, "What deal? What do you want from us?"
"There's only one David Lawrence now, so that's what you call me."
Suddenly, he had an illusion in his heart. He thought they were hiding in the shadows, but they were actually just puppets under someone's hand. From the beginning, their every move had never escaped the control of that hand. .
"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with another option." After a pause, David Lawrence continued, "Obviously, the wheel of history has already arrived in front of you and me, and I want to turn it back." The situation is already impossible. If that's the case, why not make other plans?"
Looking at the gray cloak who was looking at him with fearful eyes, the old man smiled lightly and said in a relaxed tone.
Noticing the fearful look in Gray Cloak's eyes, the old man's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, the old man smiled and nodded gently.
Seeing that the attitude of the head of the foundation in front of him finally became cooperative, the old man smiled and nodded, leaving a meaningful word.
"I heard you were dead."
"… What should I call you."
Staring into the old man's eyes, Gray Cloak tried to see any flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information.
As if he remembered something, he laughed slyly twice and continued slowly.
"If you can admit defeat frankly, it seems that you are not hopeless." Looking at the gloomy gray cloak, the old man continued in an understatement, "Don't be so excited. Failure is not terrible, let alone losing like this. Excellent opponent.”
"Of course, I am an exception after all."
"...Besides me, how many AIs are there here?"
Hearing these words, a drop of cold sweat ran down Gray Cloak's forehead.
"...Yes, even this conference room itself is provided to you by me."
"Oh, by the way, don't you think I'm dead? Strictly speaking, I don't actually have the concept of biological death. For me, the meaning of existence is to be able to continue to process information... Of course, If you're asking about the man named David Lawrence, he did take his own life, even though he should have done so a long time ago."
No, maybe it's not an illusion.
"Have you seen Sherlock Holmes?"
"If you can admit defeat frankly, it seems that you are not hopeless." Looking at the gloomy gray cloak, the old man continued in an understatement, "Don't be so excited. Failure is not terrible, let alone losing like this. Excellent opponent.”
A faint chill couldn't help but feel in my heart.
"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with another option." After a pause, David Lawrence continued, "Obviously, the wheel of history has already arrived in front of you and me, and I want to turn it back." The situation is already impossible. If that's the case, why not make other plans?"
"Let's make a deal."
Thinking of this, Gray Cloak couldn't help but feel a desire to retreat. At the same time, he also noticed that not only did he have such an idea, but other senior foundation officials sitting here also revealed similar thoughts from their restless postures.
After hearing these words, Gray Cloak finally figured out what kind of existence the guy in front of him was, and finally figured out who the dead David Lawrence was.
"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with another option." After a pause, David Lawrence continued, "Obviously, the wheel of history has already arrived in front of you and me, and I want to turn it back." The situation is already impossible. If that's the case, why not make other plans?"
"Stop beating around the bush, I'm busy."
A faint chill couldn't help but feel in my heart.
"Your safe house is perfect. You really don't need to worry about being disturbed while discussing issues here."
"This is easy for me. If you think about it, most of you inherited your accounts from the previous foundation executive. After that, have you ever seen each other in real life? "
The old man's words confirmed his suspicion, and he relaxed.
The name was almost squeezed out through his teeth. Gray Cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table and said it word by word.
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
Not paying attention to the little actions of these people, looking at the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table, the old man had a faint smile on his face and said softly.
The shoulders of the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table relaxed slightly.
He is not afraid of the strength of his opponent, but it is really difficult for people to have the courage to fight against an immortal opponent.
The conference room fell silent.
"Then Mr. Lawrence, since you chose to reveal your identity and stand here, you must not be here to chat with us losers about the past, right?" Narrowing his eyes slightly, Gray Cloak continued, "Go on, Your purpose."
The name was almost squeezed out through his teeth. Gray Cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table and said it word by word.
Especially since I am currently in the opponent's territory...
"Let's make a deal."
"Stop beating around the bush, I'm busy."
Upon hearing this, Gray Cloak's expression quickly darkened, and he lowered his voice dangerously.
"If you can admit defeat frankly, it seems that you are not hopeless." Looking at the gloomy gray cloak, the old man continued in an understatement, "Don't be so excited. Failure is not terrible, let alone losing like this. Excellent opponent.”
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, the old man smiled and nodded gently.
Upon hearing this, Gray Cloak's expression quickly darkened, and he lowered his voice dangerously.
Thinking of this, Gray Cloak couldn't help but feel a desire to retreat. At the same time, he also noticed that not only did he have such an idea, but other senior foundation officials sitting here also revealed similar thoughts from their restless postures.
Not paying attention to the little actions of these people, looking at the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table, the old man had a faint smile on his face and said softly.
Maybe they don't know each other's identity in reality, but the old man sitting here who calls himself David Lawrence is extremely clear - even better than they themselves know their own details.
Suddenly, he had an illusion in his heart. He thought they were hiding in the shadows, but they were actually just puppets under someone's hand. From the beginning, their every move had never escaped the control of that hand. .
Upon hearing this, Gray Cloak's expression quickly darkened, and he lowered his voice dangerously.
"I heard you were dead."
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
The old man's words confirmed his suspicion, and he relaxed.
At the same time, at the same time, a more frightening possibility emerged in his mind...
"...So? How did you find this place?"
"...So? How did you find this place?"
No, maybe it's not an illusion.
Especially since I am currently in the opponent's territory...
As if he remembered something, he laughed slyly twice and continued slowly.
Looking at the gray cloak who was looking at him with fearful eyes, the old man smiled lightly and said in a relaxed tone.
"But you still found me."
Especially since I am currently in the opponent's territory...
There was a commotion in front of the conference table. Several people sitting next to the old man unconsciously moved their chairs in the opposite direction to him, trying to use this insignificant distance to give themselves some sense of security.
"There's only one David Lawrence now, so that's what you call me."
"This is easy for me. If you think about it, most of you inherited your accounts from the previous foundation executive. After that, have you ever seen each other in real life? "
Staring into the old man's eyes, Gray Cloak tried to see any flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information.
The shoulders of the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table relaxed slightly.
"Let's make a deal."
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point.
"...You are really easy for us to find."
A faint chill couldn't help but feel in my heart.
The name was almost squeezed out through his teeth. Gray Cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table and said it word by word.
“It’s really a retro taste.”
“It’s really a retro taste.”
"Your safe house is perfect. You really don't need to worry about being disturbed while discussing issues here."
Seeing that the attitude of the head of the foundation in front of him finally became cooperative, the old man smiled and nodded, leaving a meaningful word.
The gray cloak's pupils shrank for a moment, and his eyes in the shadows moved quickly and began to scan the familiar faces in the table. The other people sitting at the table also had expressions of surprise and disbelief written on their faces because of the old man's words, and began to cast suspicious eyes on the other people sitting next to them.
Not paying attention to the little actions of these people, looking at the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table, the old man had a faint smile on his face and said softly.
"Have you seen Sherlock Holmes?"
"Of course, I am an exception after all."
"If you can admit defeat frankly, it seems that you are not hopeless." Looking at the gloomy gray cloak, the old man continued in an understatement, "Don't be so excited. Failure is not terrible, let alone losing like this. Excellent opponent.”
Thinking of this, Gray Cloak couldn't help but feel a desire to retreat. At the same time, he also noticed that not only did he have such an idea, but other senior foundation officials sitting here also revealed similar thoughts from their restless postures.
Seeing everyone's interesting reactions, the old man smiled and continued to speak.
Staring into the old man's eyes, Gray Cloak tried to see any flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information.
"If you can admit defeat frankly, it seems that you are not hopeless." Looking at the gloomy gray cloak, the old man continued in an understatement, "Don't be so excited. Failure is not terrible, let alone losing like this. Excellent opponent.”
"Oh, by the way, don't you think I'm dead? Strictly speaking, I don't actually have the concept of biological death. For me, the meaning of existence is to be able to continue to process information... Of course, If you're asking about the man named David Lawrence, he did take his own life, even though he should have done so a long time ago."
Not paying attention to the little actions of these people, looking at the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table, the old man had a faint smile on his face and said softly.
He is not afraid of the strength of his opponent, but it is really difficult for people to have the courage to fight against an immortal opponent.
“David Lawrence…”
The name was almost squeezed out through his teeth. Gray Cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table and said it word by word.
"No need to look for it. When I was created, you were not even born. And since then, the other me... Mr. David Lawrence has noticed you. Think about it again, why is the Alpha virus Will it be sold to you by such a coincidence? Who has been providing you with information security protection? Do you really think that the Pan-Asian Cooperation and Security Agency is insufficient? Then you think too highly of yourself."
"Your safe house is perfect. You really don't need to worry about being disturbed while discussing issues here."
"Do I need another ID?"
Maybe they don't know each other's identity in reality, but the old man sitting here who calls himself David Lawrence is extremely clear - even better than they themselves know their own details.
"If you can admit defeat frankly, it seems that you are not hopeless." Looking at the gloomy gray cloak, the old man continued in an understatement, "Don't be so excited. Failure is not terrible, let alone losing like this. Excellent opponent.”
Hearing these words, a drop of cold sweat ran down Gray Cloak's forehead.
A faint chill couldn't help but feel in my heart.
"But you still found me."
The name was almost squeezed out through his teeth. Gray Cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table and said it word by word.
Suddenly, he had an illusion in his heart. He thought they were hiding in the shadows, but they were actually just puppets under someone's hand. From the beginning, their every move had never escaped the control of that hand. .
"Stop beating around the bush, I'm busy."
Staring into the old man's eyes, Gray Cloak tried to see any flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information.
Hearing the voice coming from the head of the conference table, the old man sitting at the table slightly raised his head and cast his cloudy pupils at the gray cloak sitting there.
No, maybe it's not an illusion.
The shoulders of the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table relaxed slightly.
A faint chill couldn't help but feel in my heart.
Noticing the fearful look in Gray Cloak's eyes, the old man's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.
"...Yes, even this conference room itself is provided to you by me."
Hearing these words, a drop of cold sweat ran down Gray Cloak's forehead.
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point.
At the same time, at the same time, a more frightening possibility emerged in his mind...
“It’s really a retro taste.”
"Do I need another ID?"
"What I mean is very simple. We can start over in a new world." Looking at the gray cloak with an incredible expression on his face, Lawrence continued in a serious tone, "Let's cooperate. I promise that after that, we will give You are a promised land.”
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, the old man smiled and nodded gently.
No, maybe it's not an illusion.
"Do I need another ID?"
"I heard you were dead."
"This is easy for me. If you think about it, most of you inherited your accounts from the previous foundation executive. After that, have you ever seen each other in real life? "
"Oh, by the way, don't you think I'm dead? Strictly speaking, I don't actually have the concept of biological death. For me, the meaning of existence is to be able to continue to process information... Of course, If you're asking about the man named David Lawrence, he did take his own life, even though he should have done so a long time ago."
No, maybe it's not an illusion.
The shoulders of the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table relaxed slightly.
"Maybe you've guessed it."
"Deal?" Gray Cloak narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to ask, "What deal? What do you want from us?"
“It’s really a retro taste.”
He is not afraid of the strength of his opponent, but it is really difficult for people to have the courage to fight against an immortal opponent.
The faces in front of the conference table all lost their color in unison. A few people even immediately went offline and disconnected from the conference room, trying to escape from something in this way.
"...You are really easy for us to find."
"...Yes, even this conference room itself is provided to you by me."
There was a commotion in front of the conference table. Several people sitting next to the old man unconsciously moved their chairs in the opposite direction to him, trying to use this insignificant distance to give themselves some sense of security.
"There's only one David Lawrence now, so that's what you call me."
"...Yes, even this conference room itself is provided to you by me."
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
"There's only one David Lawrence now, so that's what you call me."
The conference room fell silent.
"...Yes, even this conference room itself is provided to you by me."
No, maybe it's not an illusion.
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point.
The gray cloak's pupils shrank for a moment, and his eyes in the shadows moved quickly and began to scan the familiar faces in the table. The other people sitting at the table also had expressions of surprise and disbelief written on their faces because of the old man's words, and began to cast suspicious eyes on the other people sitting next to them.
The name was almost squeezed out through his teeth. Gray Cloak stared at the old man sitting at the conference table and said it word by word.
No, maybe it's not an illusion.
"Oh, by the way, don't you think I'm dead? Strictly speaking, I don't actually have the concept of biological death. For me, the meaning of existence is to be able to continue to process information... Of course, If you're asking about the man named David Lawrence, he did take his own life, even though he should have done so a long time ago."
Maybe they don't know each other's identity in reality, but the old man sitting here who calls himself David Lawrence is extremely clear - even better than they themselves know their own details.
The faces in front of the conference table all lost their color in unison. A few people even immediately went offline and disconnected from the conference room, trying to escape from something in this way.
He is not afraid of the strength of his opponent, but it is really difficult for people to have the courage to fight against an immortal opponent.
Especially since I am currently in the opponent's territory...
“David Lawrence…”
“David Lawrence…”
"No need to look for it. When I was created, you were not even born. And since then, the other me... Mr. David Lawrence has noticed you. Think about it again, why is the Alpha virus Will it be sold to you by such a coincidence? Who has been providing you with information security protection? Do you really think that the Pan-Asian Cooperation and Security Agency is insufficient? Then you think too highly of yourself."
"Have you seen Sherlock Holmes?"
"Then Mr. Lawrence, since you chose to reveal your identity and stand here, you must not be here to chat with us losers about the past, right?" Narrowing his eyes slightly, Gray Cloak continued, "Go on, Your purpose."
Even they know in their hearts that there is no point in doing so...
"No need to look for it. When I was created, you were not even born. And since then, the other me... Mr. David Lawrence has noticed you. Think about it again, why is the Alpha virus Will it be sold to you by such a coincidence? Who has been providing you with information security protection? Do you really think that the Pan-Asian Cooperation and Security Agency is insufficient? Then you think too highly of yourself."
"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with another option." After a pause, David Lawrence continued, "Obviously, the wheel of history has already arrived in front of you and me, and I want to turn it back." The situation is already impossible. If that's the case, why not make other plans?"
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
"Have you seen Sherlock Holmes?"
"What I mean is very simple. We can start over in a new world." Looking at the gray cloak with an incredible expression on his face, Lawrence continued in a serious tone, "Let's cooperate. I promise that after that, we will give You are a promised land.”
A faint chill couldn't help but feel in my heart.
The shoulders of the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table relaxed slightly.
Not paying attention to the little actions of these people, looking at the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table, the old man had a faint smile on his face and said softly.
Maybe they don't know each other's identity in reality, but the old man sitting here who calls himself David Lawrence is extremely clear - even better than they themselves know their own details.
The conference room fell silent.
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
"Because the other me is such a stubborn classicist," the old man sitting at the table continued in a casual tone, as if narrating a past event, "full of adventurous spirit and daring to go up and down in the future." Note, but when the change came, we were hesitant...so that in the end, we failed. But just like Professor Moriarty in Sherlock Holmes, the villain may lose, but he will never be scrawled. Exit.”
The old man's words confirmed his suspicion, and he relaxed.
The gray cloak's pupils shrank for a moment, and his eyes in the shadows moved quickly and began to scan the familiar faces in the table. The other people sitting at the table also had expressions of surprise and disbelief written on their faces because of the old man's words, and began to cast suspicious eyes on the other people sitting next to them.
"… What should I call you."
No, maybe it's not an illusion.
The shoulders of the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table relaxed slightly.
"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with another option." After a pause, David Lawrence continued, "Obviously, the wheel of history has already arrived in front of you and me, and I want to turn it back." The situation is already impossible. If that's the case, why not make other plans?"
"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with another option." After a pause, David Lawrence continued, "Obviously, the wheel of history has already arrived in front of you and me, and I want to turn it back." The situation is already impossible. If that's the case, why not make other plans?"
Hearing the voice coming from the head of the conference table, the old man sitting at the table slightly raised his head and cast his cloudy pupils at the gray cloak sitting there.
Especially since I am currently in the opponent's territory...
"Oh, by the way, don't you think I'm dead? Strictly speaking, I don't actually have the concept of biological death. For me, the meaning of existence is to be able to continue to process information... Of course, If you're asking about the man named David Lawrence, he did take his own life, even though he should have done so a long time ago."
"...So? How did you find this place?"
The conference room fell silent.
Seeing that the attitude of the head of the foundation in front of him finally became cooperative, the old man smiled and nodded, leaving a meaningful word.
The old man's words confirmed his suspicion, and he relaxed.
After hearing these words, Gray Cloak finally figured out what kind of existence the guy in front of him was, and finally figured out who the dead David Lawrence was.
The conference room fell silent.
"...Yes, even this conference room itself is provided to you by me."
"Of course, I am an exception after all."
"...Besides me, how many AIs are there here?"
"Of course, I am an exception after all."
"Oh, by the way, don't you think I'm dead? Strictly speaking, I don't actually have the concept of biological death. For me, the meaning of existence is to be able to continue to process information... Of course, If you're asking about the man named David Lawrence, he did take his own life, even though he should have done so a long time ago."
"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with another option." After a pause, David Lawrence continued, "Obviously, the wheel of history has already arrived in front of you and me, and I want to turn it back." The situation is already impossible. If that's the case, why not make other plans?"
Gradually losing his composure, he broke the silence between the two of them with a tentative tone.
"...Yes, even this conference room itself is provided to you by me."
Staring into the old man's eyes, Gray Cloak tried to see any flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information.
The gray cloak's pupils shrank for a moment, and his eyes in the shadows moved quickly and began to scan the familiar faces in the table. The other people sitting at the table also had expressions of surprise and disbelief written on their faces because of the old man's words, and began to cast suspicious eyes on the other people sitting next to them.
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
“David Lawrence…”
As if he remembered something, he laughed slyly twice and continued slowly.
At the same time, at the same time, a more frightening possibility emerged in his mind...
"...You are really easy for us to find."
"Have you seen Sherlock Holmes?"
"Do I need another ID?"
Staring into the old man's eyes, Gray Cloak tried to see any flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information.
"...You are really easy for us to find."
A faint chill couldn't help but feel in my heart.
"Have you seen Sherlock Holmes?"
Gray Cloak was silent for a while, then continued.
"Deal?" Gray Cloak narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to ask, "What deal? What do you want from us?"
"...Yes, even this conference room itself is provided to you by me."
"… What should I call you."
The gray cloak's pupils shrank for a moment, and his eyes in the shadows moved quickly and began to scan the familiar faces in the table. The other people sitting at the table also had expressions of surprise and disbelief written on their faces because of the old man's words, and began to cast suspicious eyes on the other people sitting next to them.
Staring into the old man's eyes, Gray Cloak tried to see any flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information.
Staring into the old man's eyes, Gray Cloak tried to see any flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information.
"… What should I call you."
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, the old man smiled and nodded gently.
"But you still found me."
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point.
Seeing that the attitude of the head of the foundation in front of him finally became cooperative, the old man smiled and nodded, leaving a meaningful word.
Upon hearing this, Gray Cloak's expression quickly darkened, and he lowered his voice dangerously.
"… What should I call you."
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point.
"I heard you were dead."
Upon hearing this, Gray Cloak's expression quickly darkened, and he lowered his voice dangerously.
"There's only one David Lawrence now, so that's what you call me."
"Oh, by the way, don't you think I'm dead? Strictly speaking, I don't actually have the concept of biological death. For me, the meaning of existence is to be able to continue to process information... Of course, If you're asking about the man named David Lawrence, he did take his own life, even though he should have done so a long time ago."
“David Lawrence…”
"Let's make a deal."
"What I mean is very simple. We can start over in a new world." Looking at the gray cloak with an incredible expression on his face, Lawrence continued in a serious tone, "Let's cooperate. I promise that after that, we will give You are a promised land.”
"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with another option." After a pause, David Lawrence continued, "Obviously, the wheel of history has already arrived in front of you and me, and I want to turn it back." The situation is already impossible. If that's the case, why not make other plans?"
"Oh, by the way, don't you think I'm dead? Strictly speaking, I don't actually have the concept of biological death. For me, the meaning of existence is to be able to continue to process information... Of course, If you're asking about the man named David Lawrence, he did take his own life, even though he should have done so a long time ago."
"Then Mr. Lawrence, since you chose to reveal your identity and stand here, you must not be here to chat with us losers about the past, right?" Narrowing his eyes slightly, Gray Cloak continued, "Go on, Your purpose."
No, maybe it's not an illusion.
“It’s really a retro taste.”
"There's only one David Lawrence now, so that's what you call me."
"Maybe you've guessed it."
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
After hearing these words, Gray Cloak finally figured out what kind of existence the guy in front of him was, and finally figured out who the dead David Lawrence was.
"Then Mr. Lawrence, since you chose to reveal your identity and stand here, you must not be here to chat with us losers about the past, right?" Narrowing his eyes slightly, Gray Cloak continued, "Go on, Your purpose."
“David Lawrence…”
"If you can admit defeat frankly, it seems that you are not hopeless." Looking at the gloomy gray cloak, the old man continued in an understatement, "Don't be so excited. Failure is not terrible, let alone losing like this. Excellent opponent.”
"Do I need another ID?"
"...Besides me, how many AIs are there here?"
"Stop beating around the bush, I'm busy."
Looking at the gray cloak who was looking at him with fearful eyes, the old man smiled lightly and said in a relaxed tone.
Gray Cloak frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Stop beating around the bush, I'm busy."
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point.
Hearing the voice coming from the head of the conference table, the old man sitting at the table slightly raised his head and cast his cloudy pupils at the gray cloak sitting there.
"Maybe you've guessed it."
"Let's make a deal."
Staring into the old man's eyes, Gray Cloak tried to see any flaw in his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read any useful information.
"What I mean is very simple. We can start over in a new world." Looking at the gray cloak with an incredible expression on his face, Lawrence continued in a serious tone, "Let's cooperate. I promise that after that, we will give You are a promised land.”
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, the old man smiled and nodded gently.
"Because the other me is such a stubborn classicist," the old man sitting at the table continued in a casual tone, as if narrating a past event, "full of adventurous spirit and daring to go up and down in the future." Note, but when the change came, we were hesitant...so that in the end, we failed. But just like Professor Moriarty in Sherlock Holmes, the villain may lose, but he will never be scrawled. Exit.”
"Of course, I am an exception after all."
The old man smiled lightly and asked.
"Deal?" Gray Cloak narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to ask, "What deal? What do you want from us?"
Gray Cloak frowned: "What do you mean?"
"...So? How did you find this place?"
Even they know in their hearts that there is no point in doing so...
A faint chill couldn't help but feel in my heart.
The gray cloak's pupils shrank for a moment, and his eyes in the shadows moved quickly and began to scan the familiar faces in the table. The other people sitting at the table also had expressions of surprise and disbelief written on their faces because of the old man's words, and began to cast suspicious eyes on the other people sitting next to them.
"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with another option." After a pause, David Lawrence continued, "Obviously, the wheel of history has already arrived in front of you and me, and I want to turn it back." The situation is already impossible. If that's the case, why not make other plans?"
A faint chill couldn't help but feel in my heart.
"Do I need another ID?"
"Of course, I am an exception after all."
Gray Cloak frowned: "What do you mean?"
Thinking of this, Gray Cloak couldn't help but feel a desire to retreat. At the same time, he also noticed that not only did he have such an idea, but other senior foundation officials sitting here also revealed similar thoughts from their restless postures.
"I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to provide you with another option." After a pause, David Lawrence continued, "Obviously, the wheel of history has already arrived in front of you and me, and I want to turn it back." The situation is already impossible. If that's the case, why not make other plans?"
No, maybe it's not an illusion.
After hearing these words, Gray Cloak finally figured out what kind of existence the guy in front of him was, and finally figured out who the dead David Lawrence was.
Maybe they don't know each other's identity in reality, but the old man sitting here who calls himself David Lawrence is extremely clear - even better than they themselves know their own details.
"Let's make a deal."
As if he remembered something, he laughed slyly twice and continued slowly.
"What I mean is very simple. We can start over in a new world." Looking at the gray cloak with an incredible expression on his face, Lawrence continued in a serious tone, "Let's cooperate. I promise that after that, we will give You are a promised land.”
"Of course, I am an exception after all."
The shoulders of the gray cloak sitting at the head of the conference table relaxed slightly.
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, the old man smiled and nodded gently.
He is not afraid of the strength of his opponent, but it is really difficult for people to have the courage to fight against an immortal opponent.
"Of course, I am an exception after all."
"...Yes, even this conference room itself is provided to you by me."
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, the old man smiled and nodded gently.