A god of beauty

Chapter 69 Agatha's Small Moves

Ok.

This time it's not just Coulson who is eating melons, Natasha frowned.

Lake also fell into silence.

Speaking of...

What kind of memories did Agatha transplant into this weak version of Natasha? He said that he wanted to be warm and happy. Could it be that Agatha got it wrong?

"Agatha?"

"exist."

"Explain it."

Lake called out to Agatha in his heart, and the latter's voice responded, "Sir, the virtual memories are all made according to your orders."

Lake glanced at the weak version of Natasha who was being diagnosed by Jeanne Benoit and looked at him, then glanced at Coulson and the original Natasha who were surrounded by him and said directly in his heart: "Give me the memory I project it."

The words fall.

The screen that only Lake could see opened in front of his eyes in an instant, and the memory images transplanted into the weak version of Natasha's mind were instantly replayed at a hundred times faster speed.

soon.

The screen disappears.

Lake was silent for a while, frowning a little: "I'm talking about happy memories."

Agatha replied: "Sir, I don't understand what's wrong. In this memory, Natasha's life is happy."

Lake opened his mouth: "I'm talking about the ballet dancer's memory."

Agatha replied: "Yes, Natasha really came here from Russia to pursue her ballet dream, accompanied by her brother."

The corners of Lake's eyes twitched slightly: "I didn't say I would add any extra brother."

"gentlemen."

Agatha said in a calm tone: "My husband's request is for a beautiful life, and it must be infinitely close to reality. Obviously, this memory is the most suitable, because Natasha will concentrate on it because she has been taken care of by her brother since she was a child The road to ballet, but Natasha's developmental problems prevented her from blooming on the Russian ballet stage, so her brother took her across the ocean to come here, but was unfortunately caught by Dr. Merrick In the past, her brother didn't make it through, just when she was about to be chopped into pieces, it was sir, you showed up in time to save her."

Agatha's tone was neither urgent nor slow. Although her words sounded loud, she also had a memory playback function along with the narration, allowing Lake to clearly see the growth history of a girl who couldn't find ballet opportunities in Russia because of her well-developed development. .

Lake understood.

After all, this is an order he gave, to be as close to reality as possible, to fabricate a memory that only belongs to Natasha herself.

but……

To understand is to understand.

Lake still didn't quite understand and said, "Why is her brother's appearance made of mine?"

By the stars, what is this called.

Agatha said: "Sir, because you said that the only male data stored in my database for a long time can only be you."

Lake: "..."

This reason is great, but who can this reason fool?
"Agatha."

"Here I am."

"...the real reason."

"I discovered something when I was making up illusory memories for her."

"Say."

"She knew she was a clone."

"……how come?"

While talking to Agatha in his mind, Lake responded with a smile to the weak version of Natasha who called out to her brother again on the hospital bed.

Agatha said: "...Because of this, I made such a deal with her."

Lake looked down at the weak version of Natasha on the hospital bed with a smile: "Then you should know that this is not a deal, but a way for her to reach heaven."

"……Yes."

There was a slight change in Agatha's tone: "But Mr. often said that if I want to evolve successfully, I must first realize my humanity, and then I can change from humanity to divinity."

Lake smiled lightly.

Agatha and the weak version of Natasha...

wrong.

To be precise, he made a deal with Natasha before the amnesiac was eliminated. It may be very common for other people, but for the clone Natasha, it is out of reach.

She wants to have her own independent life, a life that belongs only to her. In other words, she wants to have her own soul. If possible, she will give her soul to Agatha when the time comes...

only……

Agatha never needed a soul, if it wasn't for being dissatisfied with Lake's pinching skills, Agatha would have accompanied Lake in human form long ago.

However, Agatha also agreed, so some tricks were used in the process of fabricating memories.

As for why this clone Natasha has a soul?

Who knows.

All in all, one sentence.

Lake is a god, if there is Lake in the memory, once the stars of Lake descend, this false memory cannot be faked, but will become reality. Who let Lake authorize Agatha to enjoy his authority?

Lake sighed: "Agatha, Carter once tried to give me her sister. Fortunately, you found me a sister."

Agatha said, "I'm sorry, sir."

Lake shook his head inwardly: "Just this once, Agatha."

Agatha: "Understood, sir."

After half an hour.

After examining the weak version of Natasha on the hospital bed, Jeanne Benoit took off her stethoscope and beckoned Lake to the outside of the ward.

With a pair of blue eyes, Dr. Benoit, who is said to be inextricably linked with the head of the New York Bureau, hesitated to speak.

Lake said directly: "Jenny, do you want to say that the best situation now is to let her stay with me?"

Jenny glanced at Lake with some surprise: "I've seen her brain CT, and frankly, I don't know whether this decision is good or bad."

"……How to say?"

"Judging from her brain CT, I should notify the mental hospital."

"No way?"

Jenny nodded: "Yes, but judging from the fact that she recognizes Mr. Reese as her brother, the situation may not be as bad as I imagined."

Jenny spread her hands as she spoke: "Of course, this is based on Mr. Reese's willingness to participate in the treatment."

Lake, who had already made up his mind, said: "Of course, I rescued her after all, but she was smuggled from Russia, no..."

"It's all right."

Jenny smiled brightly and said, "Mr. Reese is so kind. I happen to have some relationship with the FBI. If Mr. Reese is willing, I may be able to help a little."

Lake followed Jenny's words and shrugged: "To be honest, I don't have a sister, but I wish I had one. What do you think of Agatha Rushman Reese?"

Jenny smiled and said, "It's a nice name, I'll make a call."

Lake smiled slightly and made a gesture of letting go.

Jenny nodded, turned around and walked towards the emergency passage not far away, and took out the phone from the doctor's pocket.

"Jack, give the phone to..."

When Lake entered the ward, he happened to hear Jenny talking to the operator on the other end of the phone in a rather aggressive tone instead of the soft voice she used to talk to him.

Jack?

Who is this?
……

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