Miranda’s eyes stung. Back when Zion was younger, he had once had a wife, but she eventually left because she couldn’t endure a life built entirely around his research. By now, he had spent half his life apart from both his wife and child, and in the years ahead, he would likely face old age alone.“Uncle Zion, to me, you’re family,” Miranda said sincerely. “A few years from now, when you retire, I’ll take care of you.”Zion’s eyes grew warm too. He patted her lightly on the shoulder. “It’s not time for that yet. You just focus on taking care of your family.”After Zion left, Miranda threw herself back into work. Toward evening, Raymond and Adrian went downstairs to grab dinner from the cafeteria while Miranda stayed behind analyzing a set of brainwave data.Then she noticed something unusual.When the test subject engaged in a certain type of thought activity, neurons in one region of the brain were firing in a distinct synchronized pattern.The discovery sent a jolt of excite
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