The next morning, Lucien walked into the design room, looking much more unkempt than usual. He had returned home late yesterday, and then spent a long time tinkering with his designs and contemplating his future before finally going to bed. Therefore, dark circles were clearly visible under Lucien's eyes this morning, and his entire body lacked vitality.
The people in the office saw him but only cast an extra glance before moving on. Lucien did not expect them to care about him anyway. At present, he had no energy left to interact with them. Right at this moment, 000's voice rang out in Lucien's mind, brimming with gleeful excitement: [Hey host, I have a new mission for you.]
Lucien let out a long sigh, placed his bag on the desk, and pulled out his chair to sit down: "Can you just leave me in peace for one morning? Yesterday I stayed at the office until ten at night, and when I got home I still had to finish tweaking the color palette. This morning, my eyes are still glued shut."
