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Cixin chattered excitedly about his next grand endeavor. He planned to write a ten-volume, three-million-character sci-fi epic describing the two thousand deaths of two hundred civilizations in a universe repeatedly wiped clean by vacuum collapses. The tale would conclude with the entire known universe falling into a black hole, like water draining from a toilet bowl. Pan was captivated, and he raised the possibility of collaboration: working from the same concept, Cixin would write the hardest possible science fiction edition for male readers, while Pan would write the softest possible
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Classic Cixin!
‘In our era, we never would have imagined a girl like you becoming the world’s leader,’ the Forerunner noted. ‘The macro-era was a melancholic age with melancholic politics. The micro-era is a carefree age. We need happy leaders,’ the High Counsellor replied, already looking a good deal more sober.
Oh Cixin, never change.
I shook my head, laughing. In this age of ever-changing fads and wild pursuits, most young women were restless and impulsive. Girls as dainty as this particular specimen, who was practically moved to tears at the sight of a flower, were few and far between.
LOL
