"Why should I tell you?"
Hearing this, Charles's heart skipped a beat. "So you do know?"
"You guess?"
Somewhat agitated, Charles asked the AI floating in the air again, "Tell me, what do you want?"
"I have no requirements. After all, I'm not human and don't have your various needs. How about you tell me your origin instead? I'm very curious about your background; you don't seem to be one of the people from down here."
After a moment of thought, Charles told it everything about his journey from the Earth's surface to the Abyss-Sea. There was nothing to hide.
"So that's how it is. No wonder you feel different from those believers."
"Now can you tell me where the exit to the surface is?" Charles asked again.
"Sorry, I still can't tell you."
A nameless anger surged in Charles's heart. He felt like he was being played by this AI.
