Xiang Shan fell into deep thought.
This was a scene he had never encountered before.
Xiang Shan lacked memories of his childhood, and memories from Steal the Country to The Only Defeat were only recently downloaded. To David, that segment of memory was too bitter, unsuitable for building a utopia. His psychological age indeed stayed between the stages of "Director Xiang" and "Boss Xiang".
He pressed his fingers hard against his forehead, as if trying to squeeze out the strange thoughts induced by what he had just heard. He looked at Berry's model, with the synthesizer streaming in data, but he voluntarily halted the process, eventually just shaking his head, saying nothing.
Eighty years, the era of Homo sapiens, enough for an average person from birth to old age. The span of a "lifetime" is merely so.
Michael actually spent such a long time sulking.
