We're all so familiar with each other now, I definitely have to help out Xiao Mudan a bit.
Fu Jian opened the application, used his highest authority to erase the words "approved" and added a sentence stating, "Due to the urgent need for raw materials in production," changing the maintenance date to "thirteen days later."
"Heh heh heh, I, the Commander, am not petty. It's just the necessary autonomous mechanical personality test."
Soon, complaints from Mudan came from outside the supply station:
"The stock of materials I need is gone, we have to produce them urgently, oh my God! My hand is going to look ugly for two weeks! Mudan's sorrow is simply too sad."
Wang Jixuan laughed and said, "Aren't your hand joints still quite flexible? It's fine as long as it doesn't interfere with sweeping and other chores."
"Whine, the officer is bullying people. Appearance is also a part of fighting strength!"
"Why does the Mechanical Body behave like a young girl?"