Divergence, Ambition

After saying that, he shut his mouth again.

The other three versions of me all turned their eyes on me.

I narrowed my eyes. I knew that even if I responded now, I had to be extremely careful. One wrong move and I could offend all of them.

It would not be wise to offend these people now.

I looked at the other three. "What do you think?"

The version of me who always wore a smile said, "What thoughts could we have? Didn't I just say it? There's an order to everything. You were the first to arrive here, and besides, by the timeline, you really are a little older than us. I have no objection to you being the boss. Whatever the boss wants to do, we'll support it. Isn't that right?"

The other two nodded repeatedly.

Older, my ass. I had only arrived a few hours before the first batch. And the way he said it made it sound as though we were not the same person, but a set of twin brothers.

The guy who had been silent earlier suddenly had plenty to say. He glanced at the other three versions of me, then said flatly, "Looking at them, don't you see the cowardly side of your own personality?"

I had not expected him to say that, much less say it so bluntly.

I really did not like the version of me with that ingratiating smile. I could not help wondering whether I truly had such a side buried deep inside me. I had always thought my temperament was indifferent. I could not possibly flatter or cater to others, nor could I say such blatant bootlicking words.

Yet he was me, one of the versions of me on the timeline.

I said nothing. Any answer I