"'Concerned citizen,' sir, what is your opinion on human evolution?"
Having asked this question, Scarecrow waited inside the elevator, seeming ready not to press the elevator button unless Song Lan responded.
Song Lan hated situations where Scarecrow would ramble on and then suddenly throw a curveball question. It reminded him of his college math teacher.
Their math teacher was a friendly person who enjoyed randomly selecting a few lucky students for conversation during lunch in the cafeteria.
Then suddenly, he would throw out a mathematical problem and expect them to solve it when they returned to their dorms.
The situation now was no different.
He didn't even know where the end of the universe was, so how could he possibly know the direction of human evolution?
Song Lan had never considered this question.
