"We don't know whether your build and appearance have already entered the Republic Intelligence Department's database, but we have to assume the worst. So you need to become someone else completely."
"Of course, once the mission is over, we'll restore you to normal." As Nova boarded the ship, she set aside the massive sniper rifle slung across her back, then pointed toward the medical bay ahead.
James Bond did not hesitate and walked straight inside. A doctor approached with three hovering medical droids, brought him to the central operating area, and had him lie down on the surgical platform.
"Relax. This procedure won't be particularly painful. I've prepared a complete cosmetic reconstruction plan for you. It will alter your appearance and turn you entirely into someone else, but it won't involve any irreversible measures. Once the mission is complete, one simple operation will restore you fully," the doctor said.
James Bond nodded and began taking off all his clothes.
At that moment, Nova's voice came from outside. "To save time, I'll now play the information for your new identity. This information will be implanted directly into your brain, but you'll still need to use it flexibly. Now follow my train of thought: your new name is Sunil Chetri, a wealthy businessman from Quat Planet..."
"You do realize I'm not wearing any clothes right now, ma'am," James Bond said mildly.
"Do you think I should compliment you a few times?" Nova replied with a hint of mockery.
"I mean, it's a shame we don't know each other very well." James Bond smiled faintly.
"And yet I know quite a lot about you—ever since you first appeared before me," Nova said. "Don't forget, every Ghost Agent is an excellent telepath."
"I'm curious. What does my inner world look like to you?"
"Anyway...