Lucien's morning passed quite normally; he mainly focused his time on completing his drafts. It seemed that everyone working in the design field was the same; the moment they sat down, they would bury themselves in endless tweaking, editing, and drawing.
Lucien was not in a hurry to resolve the data issue, but 000 was. It took advantage of this time to push another side mission to earn energy; if the host continued to be so unconcerned, when would it ever accumulate enough energy? Thus, it flapped its wings frantically, hovering right in front of Lucien.
[Host, are you not going to do anything? The mission is only for three days, and you have already wasted half a day.]
[After assigning the mission, I worked hard all night to search for information, yet my host only knows how to sit here and draw right now. Boo hoo, why do I have such an unmotivated host?]
[Boo hoo.]
