In the silent hall, the attendees sat solemnly in their assigned seats, looking up intently at what lay before them.
The people who had rushed here from all around the world were diverse: old or young, fat or thin, ugly or beautiful. Smartly dressed elites, farmers with sun-speckled faces, and workers with calloused hands all sat on the same bench, presenting a rather bizarre sight.
This place should have been a temple, yet instead of towering deities, the massive stone foundation only supported the ceaseless projections of Current Circumstances.
Beneath the projection, the tranquil voice continued.
"How can we ensure the maximum extent of continuity for everything?"
The middle-aged man named Yegor stood beneath the projection, solemnly delivering the report from the Existence Institute: "The symbiosis of groups? The independence of individuals? The inheritance of genes? Or perhaps, the continuation of civilization?"
