At this moment, Dean Zhang had already regained his composure.
He was still wearing the neural connection sensor on his head, with one end of a synapse flickering occasionally, indicating that Dean Zhang's neural signals were still active.
"I've gotten older, unlike you young people who recover quickly."
Dean Zhang paused for a moment.
"Just share the experience that impressed you the most."
Zheng Lin prompted.
"The most unforgettable experience, huh~"
Dean Zhang's voice elongated, as if colliding with his inner self:
"I felt quite happy. Such happiness is rare in reality."
Dean Zhang lifted his head, a trace of very satisfied joy on his face.
"I feel much younger. No, actually happiness should have nothing to do with age. But, at my age, hormones and the capabilities of body organs are all declining, it's beyond my control!"
Dean Zhang lamented.
