This might just be the dying dream of a person.
This might be a story that once happened, just without proof.
Not yet the King of Godspeed, Haya Veight lowered his head, staring at the quantum hard drive in his hand, the most advanced storage device, his mind blank.
Yawgmoth Voigt had just inserted a quantum hard drive into the interface on Hartman's prosthetic body, and then extracted the last three drives from Xiang Shan's head for himself.
"Truly admirable, even if only the biological brain is left... No, perhaps your brain can also be considered an extraordinary case in the history of evolution?" The giant whispered on the public channel, "But now, humanity has already surpassed the history of evolution. Sometimes, I do miss every drink we had in Saint Louis... Farewell, my friend."
As he spoke, the giant twisted off the vertebra connecting the head to the torso and tore the signal line.
— Would that hurt?
Haya couldn't help but wonder.
