Max and the Mechanical Army Chapter 80

There was a deformable "ice pack" in the medical cabin, which was bent into a lazy sofa-like shape. Dylan Lin was trapped in it to cool down physically, trying to make himself more awake: "The general communication channel has the degree of damage to their protective shields. It's a dynamic list. Can you find it?"

Lu Bixing raised his head and glanced at him. Dylan Lin's eyelids were heavy due to a fever, and his eyes were half-open. His gaze seemed more scattered than usual, but strangely he did not look weak at all. He looked like a vampire with a congenital illness in ancient legends, hiding the sense of power brought by the coffin.

When the other party looked over, Lu Bixing's heartbeat went out of order. He lowered his head and quickly downloaded the damage dynamic table of the protective shield. Without looking at it carefully, he casually projected it onto the wall of the mecha.

Dylan Lin was silent for a second after reading it: "...Can it be reversed?"

Lu Bixing: ...