"Wait... Sir, I can't feel your body temperature..." Rashid quickly withdrew Clare's strong arm almost instantly, and his voice became smaller and smaller until it was almost inaudible.
It seemed like he had made a huge mistake. "Oh? Really?"
The man's almost perfect facial features revealed a trace of amusement.
Shock and panic spread to his limbs, and Rashid froze in place. Yes, he should have thought of it earlier. Clare, whose body and appearance were too perfect to look like a real person, said she was leading him to escape but kept heading to weirder places with a pleasant smile and eyes that seemed to be appraising...
"Welcome to the new era."
"Number, D120520"
Purpose: Sir, mankind will succumb to reality, right?