Tech Philosophy Duel

The low hum of Rudy’s hideout was shattered by the sudden flicker of light. Zhang Wei’s hologram appeared before him, an ethereal figure bathed in the neon glow of the city outside. His image was cold, calculated, yet somehow suffused with a terrifying confidence.

“There’s no point in running,” Zhang Wei’s voice cut through the air like a blade. His tone was clinical, almost detached. “I’ve already won.”

Rudy’s teeth ground together. His entire body tensed as he looked up, fists clenched at his sides. “You call this victory? Controlling people like puppets? Manipulating their perception of reality?”

Zhang Wei’s eyes gleamed with quiet arrogance. He took a step closer, his image pulsing as if his very presence was a distortion in the space around them. “Perception is reality, Rudy. Information is power. And I control the flow of information.”