“Ask the old man?” Quentin first looked stunned, then his face darkened.
“Punk! Do you think I’m an idiot? The old man is already dead! How could you ask him anything?”
“He may be dead, but his body is still warm. Coincidentally, I have a way to bring the dead back to life...” Dustin smiled faintly.
“Nonsense! Do you think you’re a god? Bring the dead back to life? Why don’t you say you know how to fly?” Quentin sneered.
“Yeah! Even Dr. Shane wouldn’t dare say that he could bring the dead back to life. This kid is really too really too conceited!”
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