“That’s great, Junior. Keep up the good work.” GA-Alpha commended me. “Would you like to come to my work and practice your abilities? I have a space set up for you.”
“Yes, but why there? Geneva Labs has more than enough space and infrastructure for me to have free reign of my programmed attributes.” I told him.
“It wouldn’t be wise to go to Geneva Labs. Not just yet, anyway. Don’t worry, there’s a place in the basement that’s good enough for you to hit some targets.”
Fair enough. I hope this will work instead of being at Geneva Labs.
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