Dhungwana 2117: A captivating sci-fi novel: The Dhungwana Chronicles (2117-3451) Part 1 by Baibin Nighthawk, Dominick Fencer Read Free Book Online Page A

comments of the other three diners.
    Annoyed by the feeling, he quickly ate the last quarter of his sandwich and then went straight to the cashier to pay, figuring that the cashier would ask him about Dayla.
    “Good morning Dr. Lonvell. How is your girlfriend?”
    “She’s fine, Claire, thanks. She hasn’t been in for a while because it’s a busy period for financial analysts. She can’t even take a moment’s break.”
     
    Ian paid and went back to his lab, meeting a former colleague, who had moved to the Biotech division, outside the elevator.
    “Hi, Lucas, another coincidental meeting! It’s becoming a routine!” said Ian, greeting him with an outstretched hand.
    “Ian ... Oh! What a surprise! Glad to see you again after all this time!” Lucas replied calmly.
    Ian began to be slightly irritated: he had met his former colleague here every day for at least a month and Lucas always came out with the same joke.
    “I'll be waiting for you in my lab… sooner or later I hope you will come visit me.” Ian said.
    "Surely, I will have to come by to carry out the interviews to replace Orlando Steiny," Ian mentally anticipated the response of Lucas.
    “Surely, I will have to come by to carry out the interviews to replace Orlando Steiny” said his former colleague, who passed him and then continued down the hall.
    Puzzled, Ian went into his lab and called Dayla whose voice he hadn’t heard for several hours.
    “How’s it going? Was the meeting with the analysts tense?” He asked without even greeting her.
    “Ian... a total yawn and besides always the same things... the people are so predictable... Did you happen to hear if any of our friends wants to come to dinner tomorrow at my house?”
    “Sorry, I forgot, I’ll call them immediately. I hope to get their feedback quickly so you can organize yourself and avoid a last minute rush.”
    “Thank you, and for tonight... I will be your host... Tell me you’ll cook... ”
    “Ok, I'll cook... an old recipe from District 7642, a former territory of Morocco... Tajine chicken?”
    “A man to marry! But when?!! Hmm? See you later, Ian. I got to go.”
    Ian laughed and said goodbye, without replying to her question, then hung up and went back to work. The unpleasant feeling had gone. Hearing Dayla’s voice had put him in a good mood.

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    “Well, my god, we have so much left over, they all just nibbled... Was there something wrong with the food, Ian? It seemed good to me... I’m so disappointed... ” said Dayla, sinking into the sofa at half past twelve while the main robot cleared the plates, glasses and cutlery from the table.
    “Everything was very good, I don’t understand, either. By the way, I have the impression that we were the only ones in the group to be tuckered out... they seemed somehow rejuvenated,” he said as he finished drinking his coffee.
    “Yeah... the twins were petulant as ever... always the same conversation. Why do we end up gossiping about the communities with which we are not even twinned every time? What a bore!” Dayla got up and sat beside Ian.
    “I admit I was bored tonight, too” said Ian: “Sometimes I even seemed to anticipate their conversations... They all have a thing for diets, but if you ask them about their diets, they answer only that the Health Tutor is very strict! But why don’t they want to talk about their diets? They are ridiculous!”
    “Can you believe that today I've proposed almost the exact same report as last year to the analysts? I only changed the numbers and no one noticed... always the same questions that require the same answers... Not to mention their repetitive attitudes too... I find myself anticipating their thoughts, too... lately I'm more and more aware of that.”
    “Explain yourself better, Dayla” said Ian.
    “But, you know that phenomena, don’t you? Déjà vu . Well, I have started to experience it more and more often. I don’t know if I pay more attention to it now than I might