"How's the situation?"
Chen Yang sat in a chair in the basement, his eyes fixed on the Keystone Core.
"Pretty smooth, after all, humans are intelligent creatures, and they have a certain synchronous effect on the Keystone Core."
Right Hand had been manipulating the Keystone Core, then suddenly aimed its mouthpiece at his eyes.
"What about you, watching your own kind die, don't you feel any sympathy?"
Hearing this sarcasm, Chen Yang's left hand unconsciously clenched, then he smiled lightly, "Officer Ross, you're interesting. When did you learn the meaning of human sympathy?"
"Not learned, but understood."
Right Hand said, "Let's go to the library tomorrow morning."
"What for?"
Chen Yang was perplexed.
"I need to find some books."
"Now I understand even less."
Chen Yang stood up, walked to the fridge, and took out a can of beer, "Is there any book you can't find on today's Internet?"
