Phoenix Whip

It has been tried throughout the Galaxy for centuries by dozens of species. But mental union with a computer or virtual reality has proven impossible; a person needs the avatar to be a brain of his species with which he can instantly share neural connections."

"So brains are needed. It is one of the great markets of the galaxy. Many as in your case a millennium ago are volunteers who preferred immortality as brains to death."

"And the others? How does the system work?"

Prisoners and runaway slaves are legally handed over to us. we are not as bad as you want to paint us. Our work is legal and we preserve those who cannot by themselves."

"For all the charity in your sweetheart!" Sarcasm distils from each of your words. How can you try to sell yourself as a lifeguard ...

The computer eye flutters slightly in an impersonal, almost insulting way; clearly, none of this moves it:

"Charity is a pipe dream. Everything has a price, nothing is free. Many voluntarily prefer to live in luxury; just in exchange for sharing your life with the players, without being aware of anything."

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