Max and the Mechanical Army Chapter 100

The early hours of the morning are the hardest time for people to wake up. Lu Bixing was exhausted after a whole day, and he didn't know what time he had been waiting for him. He slept even more soundly than the last time he came to deliver the crystal ball. He was woken up only when the door suddenly opened and pushed him inward a full ten centimeters.

Dylan Lin noticed the large object at the door and quickly pulled the door back a little. Lu Bixing slid down the door panel, struggling to crawl on all fours. It seemed as if his eyelids were covered with glue and he couldn't rub them open. He swayed in place for a long time, and a long crease on his shirt stretched from his shoulder to the other side of his waist. The elegant Principal Lu seemed to be incompatible with Dylan Lin's "wardrobe". Every time he came in, the image of a refined scholar was gone.

Dylan Lin asked: "Why do you sit on the ground every time you come?"

Lu Bixing---the part of his brain that controls language has not yet awakened. He stood there in a daze, squinting at him with a bit of irritability, as if he didn't understand what the man was saying.

When Dylan Lin landed at Morning Star, he had already heard about Hope's accidental escape and Turan's rage. He walked all the way from the transceiver station to the command post with worry at every step. When he saw Lu's behavior, he felt that his worried tone suddenly plummeted.