Old Li immediately felt rather embarrassed. If "seeing" required a supernatural ability that consumed lifespan, then caution really was necessary.
A person's lifespan was insignificant to civilization, but to the person himself, it was everything.
He did not know how long Zhang Ming could live. In any case, Old Zhang could not reincarnate the way he did.
But that information really was extraordinarily precious. It might save all humanity hundreds of years of trial and error-if it were him, he would certainly spend his lifespan in exchange for knowledge.
And so his young face flushed despite himself. He seemed not to have felt so conflicted in a very, very long time, and sat there rather awkwardly, unsure what to say.
"Eat first. This meal might give you a few extra years of life!" Old Wang hurriedly smoothed things over.
Zhang Ming laughed too. "I'll definitely give it to you. Don't worry. It's only a year or two of lifespan. I can afford to lose that much."
Well, he had the Memory Library, as well as free labor he could exploit. It really was no big deal.
Li Xianfeng nodded earnestly and sighed. "I was born into a good family this time around. I can't rush through this life anymore. I should live a few more years and see more of this world!"
"Have you ever thought about venturing into the Demon God's Sea?"
"I have, but I couldn't be as carefree as you. Often, the life you look forward to exists only in your expectations. Once you actually start living that unsettled, wandering life, you find it dull and boring instead."
"Ah, that's true."
Over drinks, they talked freely about politics, science, ideals-being able to discuss anything really was immensely satisfying.
Most importantly, they were not afraid of Old Zhang.