["Ah, Mr. Severine, we don't intend on any further pain to be inflicted on these creatures. On the contrary, our plan is to develop a solution to avoid pain altogether." Dongrang doesn't seem to be perturbed, at all despite the visible concern in his audience.
"Mr. Samjo, shall we take them up to the next level? I think we ought to review our research with them."
Faust assesses them all coolly. "Yes. Your...methodology is lacking. You seem to be unaware on how to best utilise your resources."
There's a smile, unflinching.
"Ms. Faust. Your research into alternate universes and possibilities has been phenomenal. The work your company has been building towards allowing humanity to surpass its limits--I'm sure you understand where our research is going."
They're taken up again, away from the conveyor belt and Sinclair has to ask because all of it was so unnecessarily...sadistic]
What was the point of the conveyor belt?
["Oh, that was our CEO's wish. Her oddities, you can imagine."]
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"Mr. Samjo, shall we take them up to the next level? I think we ought to review our research with them."
Faust assesses them all coolly. "Yes. Your...methodology is lacking. You seem to be unaware on how to best utilise your resources."
There's a smile, unflinching.
"Ms. Faust. Your research into alternate universes and possibilities has been phenomenal. The work your company has been building towards allowing humanity to surpass its limits--I'm sure you understand where our research is going."
They're taken up again, away from the conveyor belt and Sinclair has to ask because all of it was so unnecessarily...sadistic]
What was the point of the conveyor belt?
["Oh, that was our CEO's wish. Her oddities, you can imagine."]