Meanwhile, Faxul had been standing at the same spot in the cave for 10 minutes, trying what to do next.
Every time he thought about contacting Daneel, doubts would appear in his head, making him think more and more that that would be a bad idea.
He even felt a sense of…déjà vu. As if…he had been agonizing over this before, but had made a decision.
However, he didn't remember doing it.
Attributing it to the strange atmosphere in the place, Faxul took a deep breath and berated himself for dillydallying so much.
Yes, he could tell Daneel later after finding out more.
The moment he had this thought, the feeling that it was right appeared inside him.
Hmm? I was unsure about this, right? Then why do I feel so sure now?
Rhetorically asking himself this, he walked forward and touched the podium.
Unlike before, when he had heard the arrogant voice, all that was transmitted to him now was a technique.
