Old Ghost only started sizing me up from head to toe after hearing the Doctor say he was joining me.
He asked, "Is he in research too?"
The Doctor said, "No, he isn't, but he can give me a lot of innovative inspiration."
"Oh? Really?"
I gave a wry smile. "I only know how to use things."
"Anyway, I don't care. After I leave, I'll follow you. I don't ask for much, just something to do. I don't want to sit idle. That would ruin a person."
The Doctor patted his shoulder. "If you follow us, I guarantee you won't be idle."
Then the Doctor introduced him to me and introduced me to him.
When he heard about everything I had done, his eyes widened, as though he found it unbelievable.
But he did not ask any further questions. In the Doctor's words, he was a shut-in, a tech nerd.
He had devoted his entire life to technology and had almost no desire for material or spiritual pursuits.
As the Doctor put it, this guy had been born for technology.
I asked the Doctor how Old Ghost's abilities compared to his own. After thinking for a moment, the Doctor said Old Ghost was slightly inferior to him.
The Doctor had never been modest, so receiving such an evaluation from him was already impressive.
Old Ghost did not stay nearby to listen to us chat. Instead, he sat on the sofa with a book in his hands, acting as though no one else existed.
"Don't underestimate Old Ghost. If I'm not around someday, you can have him make whatever you need."
"You won't be around? What do you mean?" I asked, puzzled.
The Doctor rolled his strange eyes. "I can't stay by your side forever, can I? Sometimes I have my