Chapter 579 - 525: Real or Fake? (1/2)
”Say, teacher, isn't that woman G'am Tir?”
Saly, who had woken up some time ago, pointed at Losha, who sitting in a quiet corner of the Waiting Room and reading a book in peace.
”She is, why?”
The young student, scratched her head in confusion before pointing at a middle-aged man dozing off not far from the reincarnator.
”His name is also G'am Tir. Aren't they the same person?”
The Joker laughed and patted her shoulder though the force he used caused Saly to fall from the chair and look at him resentfully while pouting.
”My student has become so sharp… I wonder it's thanks to who. Hahahaha”
After laughing for a while, his gaze fell on the man, contemplating whether to answer his student's question or not. In the end, he decided to spill the truth, after all, there was no reason to hide it.
”One is real and the other is a fake… a clone. You have Fenrir's eyes so why don't you try distinguishing who's the genuine one?”
”But teacheeeer! You know I can't use them through a screen like this.”
Her eyes became that of a puppy as she walked up next to him and leaned closer, trying to force it out of him. Seeing this, Wolfram flicked her forehead, yet again causing her to stumble backward.
”Alright, stop with that fake shit.”
”No cursing.”
Leiu, who was sitting next to them, glanced at his brother and warned him before shifting his attention back to the screen.
”Hmpf!” The Magician snorted, displeased but still refrained from using any vulgarities.
”G'am Tir was a genuine scientist who invented many miraculous things. His goal was immortality through science alone though he died before he managed to achieve that. However, he was still able to clone himself and store many fragments of his memories into them. That man you see there is one of the 'non-defective' clones and the last of his kind too but I doubt he'll last long.”
”But, if he's going to die soon, why not enjoy life instead of entering the Red Tower?”-Saly
”Because there are duties and responsibilities to uphold. You can escape the hands of fate but can't fool Time. An artificial thing can live long but not forever.”
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After going through all the items in the Luxury Shop, Arthur turned his focus to this waiting room, which resembled a very big office room of some filthy rich businessman. There were dozens of bookshelves, comfortables leather chairs and sofas, and tables filled with all sorts of delicacies.
He very much wanted to spend more time with Lucy but held himself back even after seeing Max and a pink-haired woman appear at the center of the room. The number limit is soon to be reached and all the contestants who're still on the 3rd floor will be disqualified.
Though, the distinguished individuals all managed to clear the given task and be teleported to the waiting room. There was the nonchalant 'X', whose appearance roused suspicions, the napping and terrifying Void Beast, the quiet Blacksmith, the feisty Maxine, and even the cross-legged Sword God.
Without exception, everyone present in the Waiting Room was a powerhouse and excelled in whatever they do. So, cliché battles that happen between arrogant young masters didn't exist here. Every one present kept their cool and minded their own business. Of course, they would size up anyone they find interesting but they did not openly provoke or cause a fight.
They wanted to reach the top floor so any battle occurring here is totally pointless… this made the atmosphere inside the Waiting Room rather peaceful and easy-going. Most took a corner and either meditated or rested while others tried to create temporary alliance.
Arthur wasn't approached by no one, and it was pretty obvious why. He was a parasite, something universally hated by all races, so no one in their right mind would go talk to him. In fact, many were glaring at him but, apart from those piercing stares, they remained passive.