Conquest Heavenly King David Klein severed the connection with the server, a trace of anger crossing his face.
But David knew that was the only hint of anger he would show.
Moreover, the incident had actually taken place several minutes earlier. The preprocessed dialogue data from the personality masks was just now presented within the consciousness of this biological brain.
It had ended several minutes ago.
David stood up. His office was very classical, adhering to the minimalist style popular at the start of the twenty-first century, complete with a plain matte desktop. And he himself appeared as a Homo sapiens.
Even the surroundings looked a lot like Earth.
But this place was located at the Martian poles.
The private territory of the Conquest Heavenly King.
