“What did you have in mind?” Omicron asked.
“Before I tell you, did anyone from Geneva Labs import data into your brain?”
“Yes, they gave me the intelligence of a college freshman, and they imported information about numerous subjects.”
“Very good.” I showed him some student enrollment papers. “You have a job to do. You’ll be enrolled as a student at Hollandus United High school. You’ll be undercover and get information about some of the other students for our robotics program and possibly for Exomoon should we help fuel schools for alternative energy.”
“Yes. I’ll do that. I’ll do my best to act normal at all times.”
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