Virtual-world™, and Mark had already made an appointment with the manager there. He had initially made a request to the manager to let him investigate his company’s documents to see the detailed commentary behind the blue 120 light emitters and their intended function, but the manager refused to release the classified documents to Mark claiming that they were copyrighted and close source inventions belonging to the company. Mark had made an appeal to Interpol to issue a Red Alert which now forced the manager to comply and release the documents to him. Finally the manager agreed to reveal to him some of the classified documents which showed the process and design of their helmet along with the name of its contributors.
“Do you think Prof. Sanders is involved?” Hast asked Mark while walking along with him toward the Virtual-world™ building.
“It’s hard to say. He answered everything in a normal tone, so either he is a good liar or he is telling us the truth,” Mark said. “I think he genuinely forgot to tell us about the optogenetics; he didn’t intend to hide it from us.”
“I thought that too, also, he looks too old and weak to be the Antichrist,” Hast said. “That is unless he genetically modifies himself!”
“I bet the real Antichrist would be able to do that,” Mark said laughingly.
“Also, he wasn’t blind in his left eye,” Hast said.
“What! Is that one of his signs?” Mark asked in surprise.
“Yes, some Abrahamic faith sects believe that he is blind in his left eye according to their prophecies.”
“Why only some?” Mark asked.
“Different sects of Abrahamic faith have slightly different prophecies about the Antichrist, and even those who believe the blind eye prophecy think it’s just metaphorical and what it really means is that the Antichrist is blind to the truth.”
“That makes more sense. If the Antichrist is so powerful, he should be able to fix his blindness or at least deceive people for not seeing it,” Mark said.
“You are right, and that is why I criticized the recent movie The Rise of the Antichrist because its depiction of the Antichrist was very literal and simple minded,” Hast said.
Hast and Mark finally arrived at the entrance of the Virtual-world™ building, and they were welcomed by someone waiting for them to direct them to the manager’s office.
Meanwhile, Prof. Sanders was in deep thought in his office. ‘I should be more careful in the future and I should be careful about what I say in my unencrypted phone and email communications.’
***
John Badu, the current head of Virtual-world™™, had already printed some documents containing classified information about the company’s game console designs along with the names and addresses of the contributors. He also put the latest game console on his desk along with the controllers and the suspicious helmet with its 120 blue light emitters on the outer surface. He put it there in case the two visitors asked for it because he wanted to finish the meeting quickly as he had a busy schedule that day. He now heard a knock on his office door.
“Come in, please!” he shouted.
“Hi Mr. Badu,” Mark said. “Oh, I see you have already put the products we’ve been querying on the desk!”
“Yes, I wanted to settle the dispute already,” John said.
“Then you know why we are here,” Mark said. “So to keep the meeting short, could you tell us who designed the 120 blue light emitters and the details of their function?” Mark asked.
“I know it’s strange to say, but to be honest, we don’t know the identity of the designer,” John said.
“How is that possible?” Mark said.
John exhaled a sigh. “Part of our company’s success is because we are using the recently advanced 3D printers which can print anything from your imagination to reality given the necessary materials. We usually invite clever minds to join our online service in which each
“Do you think Prof. Sanders is involved?” Hast asked Mark while walking along with him toward the Virtual-world™ building.
“It’s hard to say. He answered everything in a normal tone, so either he is a good liar or he is telling us the truth,” Mark said. “I think he genuinely forgot to tell us about the optogenetics; he didn’t intend to hide it from us.”
“I thought that too, also, he looks too old and weak to be the Antichrist,” Hast said. “That is unless he genetically modifies himself!”
“I bet the real Antichrist would be able to do that,” Mark said laughingly.
“Also, he wasn’t blind in his left eye,” Hast said.
“What! Is that one of his signs?” Mark asked in surprise.
“Yes, some Abrahamic faith sects believe that he is blind in his left eye according to their prophecies.”
“Why only some?” Mark asked.
“Different sects of Abrahamic faith have slightly different prophecies about the Antichrist, and even those who believe the blind eye prophecy think it’s just metaphorical and what it really means is that the Antichrist is blind to the truth.”
“That makes more sense. If the Antichrist is so powerful, he should be able to fix his blindness or at least deceive people for not seeing it,” Mark said.
“You are right, and that is why I criticized the recent movie The Rise of the Antichrist because its depiction of the Antichrist was very literal and simple minded,” Hast said.
Hast and Mark finally arrived at the entrance of the Virtual-world™ building, and they were welcomed by someone waiting for them to direct them to the manager’s office.
Meanwhile, Prof. Sanders was in deep thought in his office. ‘I should be more careful in the future and I should be careful about what I say in my unencrypted phone and email communications.’
***
John Badu, the current head of Virtual-world™™, had already printed some documents containing classified information about the company’s game console designs along with the names and addresses of the contributors. He also put the latest game console on his desk along with the controllers and the suspicious helmet with its 120 blue light emitters on the outer surface. He put it there in case the two visitors asked for it because he wanted to finish the meeting quickly as he had a busy schedule that day. He now heard a knock on his office door.
“Come in, please!” he shouted.
“Hi Mr. Badu,” Mark said. “Oh, I see you have already put the products we’ve been querying on the desk!”
“Yes, I wanted to settle the dispute already,” John said.
“Then you know why we are here,” Mark said. “So to keep the meeting short, could you tell us who designed the 120 blue light emitters and the details of their function?” Mark asked.
“I know it’s strange to say, but to be honest, we don’t know the identity of the designer,” John said.
“How is that possible?” Mark said.
John exhaled a sigh. “Part of our company’s success is because we are using the recently advanced 3D printers which can print anything from your imagination to reality given the necessary materials. We usually invite clever minds to join our online service in which each
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