Noah unscrewed his mechanical fingers, then lubricated them with some oil before screwing them back on.
From this scene, Lu Luo could confirm that his body wasn't just *like* that of an ordinary robot; it *was* an ordinary robot.
"It seems you know who I am, don't you? Let's hear it. Let me see if you're right."
Lu Luo felt a strange sensation, and this strangeness all stemmed from the Noah standing before him.
Because when a robot converses with you in such a human-like manner, it inherently feels exceedingly odd.
And when you know that this robot is an Eighth Order disaster, a monster that nearly eradicated humanity, that feeling becomes even more bizarre.
Easy there with your answers, Lu Luo. I'm not max level yet, and I'd rather not end up six feet under.
Lu Luo wholeheartedly agreed with the Observer's suggestion; he didn't want to be buried either.
"According to my guess, Your Excellency must be the great Intelligent Machine Monarch—Lord Noah."
