"Li and Feng, very special. Maybe I am ignorant, this is the first time I have heard of such a special way of addressing names. You know, we are the [Warriors] of the Sugra Guard. We don't have much time to read, and we have to spend a lot of time fighting the Careless People and the Lost Ones." Wright said, shrugging.
"You can think of it as a code name, or a title. Just like the 'Singer' Lotha II, the 'Fool' Carter I, and the 'Berserker' Frederick V of the Perseus Empire. Of course, Feng and I are not emperors, but just ordinary people living in the wasteland world. No," Li shook his head and sighed.
Then, he stretched out his rough right hand covered with age spots and scars, stroked Feng's head lovingly, and said:
"We are not even human, but Lost Ones who are despised by humans. Mr. Wright, as a soldier, you should have studied some sociology and history courses. I remember when I was 20 years old, I had the opportunity to sneak into a university in Bribris and studied for almost a year, but was eventually kicked out by the tutor. He accidentally discovered my identity as a Lost One."
"Well, this should be normal. But your mentor should have protected you. I admire those academics who can abandon race and position just to pursue the true truth and explore the scientific truth." Wright said with emotion.
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