Xiang Shan stood up, shook the dust-proof cloth on his body, and said, "Yog, you useless fool, you really disappoint me. Is this the greatest biologist in history?"
At this moment, "Fervor," holding a guitar, appeared behind him again, strumming the strings with a complex rhythm to perform an impromptu: "With a scientific attitude, I'd like to propose a hypothesis here. Could it be that the problem lies in this Biological Brain? This Biological Brain absorbed what could be considered the great biological thinking mode of three hundred years ago, yet can only utilize a bit of its surface. This possibility exists, doesn't it?"
After speaking, he also strummed the guitar, adding a small flashy ending.
"Crime" appeared again, with a face full of helplessness: "Don't lose your position because Yog is your information source! Xiang Shan, you must know shame!"
"Yes, know shame, know shame." "Fervor" nodded, "But that's just the reality."
