The room was silent, a stillness characteristic of an enclosed space. Lights danced across the marble floor, highlighting the faces of those who seemed to be both family members and council members.
Arthur rose to his feet. He didn't raise his voice or smile.
"Evolon," he said.
Evolon emerged in various shades of blue. Holograms appeared, revealing charts and data.
The screens displayed test results and parameters, showcasing labs and one unmistakable conclusion: the cancer treatment candidate had successfully passed its evaluation. The proof was irrefutable; the methods were solid.
"You're already acquainted with the science," Arthur continued. "This meeting isn't about the medicine; it's about power and organization. Stay focused."
Evolon began to speak, its voice lacking warmth yet rich in clarity.
