Ravi felt upset

That was easier said than done. Ravi focused as his hands flew across the keyboard.

"Did you find anything?" Tom asked as he moved his chair closer, peering into the screen. He looked left and rich and when he noticed that the Captain had gone to answer a call, he asked in a low voice, "So what happened? Why did you cut your hair? A date. You young people are so active."

Young person. He was not young but technically he was not old either. He had never had the chance to grow old. He died at eighteen and in his missions in the Sentinel Realm, he always transmigrated in the body of a youth.

Well, except for the time he transmigrated to a young teen in the Imperial Realm or that time, he was a sapling in the elven realm. But no matter the realm or the mission, Ravi had never reached thirty years.