"Sometimes I envy the common people," he said, barely containing a whisper. "A little electronic hormone can make them happy for half a day, but I dare not try it... What does it feel like? Perhaps it's a taste that's hard to imagine."
"I advise you not to try it," another retorted. "Electronic hormones are derived from chemical drugs. Once you've tried class A, you'll want class B, and after B, you'll go for C. Isn't life good enough as it is?"
"Can we stop talking about electronic hormones... Wait, I see a darling! She's actually a contestant? It's a sin, really; such a cutie might get eaten by insects."
It's undeniable, the sheer entertainment desires of this entire civilization, had astonishingly become the sole driving force of its development.
