After lying down for another hour, Luke put Osiris and the medical robotic arm back into his inventory and destroyed everything on the bed before he returned to his room to take a shower.
Wearing a loose and comfortable hoodie, he took out a bottle of guaraná from the fridge and took a sip. He sighed in satisfaction. "This feels too great."
Gold Nugget, who was watching HBO on the side, turned its head to give Luke a baffled glance before immediately turning back around.
Sometimes, the fiend liked to sigh. There wasn't anything strange about that; watching dramas was more important.
Looking at the time, it was already six in the evening. For once, Luke went to personally make dinner himself.
He had been too busy recently, and the smart kitchenware was basically responsible for cooking.
However, Luke felt that he needed to use cooking to adjust his mood for now, to prevent him from being too excited.
