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-You can address me informally, what's with all the formalities? - Vovchik winked at her - and yes, if you had asked me a little earlier, I would have had time to save them both. Those guys entered the building almost at the same time as me. Well, and I won't refuse to work for you. Which means we're colleagues now. What's your name?

- Well, I was planning... but I didn't have much of a choice.

- Do you already have any information about who might have sent someone to us?

— Siella Shan. These... "Goats," apparently, were from Tant Technologies, do you know about them?

The guy made a serious face for a second, then smiled cheerfully, – you'll be killed when it's all over!

-I managed to eavesdrop on their radio communications, Siella - Vladimir said with a sense of superiority - and from that, I learned that they were definitely from Tant Technologies. I even learned their names. As for the corporation itself, I only know what is written on your holograms floating in the air. A very well-balanced company, right? Without any obvious strengths or weaknesses.

- Pfft... is there anyone in this city who doesn't want to kill me? - Ayren looked intently at her interlocutor. - If I'm going to be killed, then why "save" me?

— This organization is a remnant of the times when Nevermore was a technocracy. Tant Technologies was formed in 1181 from a group of talented scientists and was named after Ivis Tant. For twenty-four years, this corporation thrived and could compete with other forces in the country, but with the death of the founders, they faced major problems and began to slowly fall apart. This continued until 1244, when a man named Tanarius Tant took the position of CEO. His intelligence and inventions lifted Tant Technologies from its slump, and ever since, their performance has only improved. Who knows what will happen next?

— Then, for a while, your life has value to someone. In any case, if you value your life, get off your butt and do what I say.

-That's very interesting. It seems you enjoy history? I do too; maybe we could go to a museum together sometime.

— There’s no point in museums when everything is here. — The girl placed her palm on the computer’s control panel.

— You might be wondering why I'm helping you, but to be honest, your fate doesn't matter to me. However, right now, you're lucky to be in this chamber, and you have a chance to do something that people on the outside can't. In other words, you're helping me, and I'm helping you. Oh, and... — The man paused for a moment, and the chamber door opened. — There, that's better. I've unlocked all the doors on this level and altered the data stream received by the security system, so you shouldn't have any problems. Go down and find the protective field generator, and then I'll contact you. Keep in mind that you might need to use all your computer skills to make this work.

Don't you want to feel something tangible, solid, in your hands?

I'm going down and looking for a generator.

-- Can you show me the stars? -- asked Arnold.

— You have quite interesting preferences, but they are probably quite different from mine.