After cursing the heavens for a while, Zhang Ming took another deep breath, picked up the letters delivered by the Drifting Bottle, and began to read.
The first few letters were all written by Old Wang, concerning recent developments in human society. There was not really much worth reading. Zhang Ming already knew about them through the broadcasts, and he had made everything he needed to say clear to Old Wang through the Gaia Consciousness link.
But one of the later letters was actually from Younger Sister. This was quite rare, since she was usually too lazy to write.
In Zhang Ming's memory, Younger Sister... was still a teenage girl?
Forget it. Better not think about that.
Who did not like a girl in her teenage years? A face full of collagen, glossy black hair, and occasionally a trace of silly innocence.
Back on Turtle Island, Old Zhang had occasionally reminisced about his youth, too-his young girlfriend, his Female Deskmate, his math teacher, and so on...
He remembered taking Younger Sister to the movies once, only for her homeroom teacher to spot them. Mistaking them for a teenage couple, the teacher had immediately glared and launched into a torrent of criticism, spittle flying everywhere.
That feeling... had been pretty damn satisfying!!
Do not ask why. The constipated look on the teacher's face after learning the truth had simply been satisfying!
As for the middle-aged version of Younger Sister, even Old Zhang himself did not miss her all that much.
He was more interested in Little Niece instead...
Of course, he was not very interested even in his niece now. Once children passed kindergarten age and developed minds of their own, they really did become less and less interesting.
And as they grew older, there was even less of a sense