Fusheng looked down at the gold sycee in his hand, feeling a bit dejected; it seemed this currency wasn't in circulation among the Zerg. He had spent so long learning how to fold them, only to realize his craft was destined for obscurity.
Alvano, noticing Fusheng’s disappointment, stepped forward and took the gold sycee from his hand. He smiled comfortingly and said, "I like this. You can buy things from me with it."
Seeing Fusheng’s lips pursed in sadness, he held the sycee out before him once more, telling him not to be a gloomy little child; he liked it, and it could be used as currency with him. There was no need to worry, either—since he was his Zerg (female/non-dominant morph), he would earn the money to pay him.
Chapter 61