Chapitre 372: A MECH DESIGNER.

As soon as he got the message, Clark immediately went into pondering mode as he tried to guess why the Professor messaged him at this exact moment and why the message was about mechs.

After the first time that he casually asked about it, he no longer mentioned anything about mechs.

“Wait, is Monkey Hands spying on me?” His expression became strange, before darkening.

An imagination suddenly flashed in his head; he saw himself taking his bath in the bathroom but a pair of old lewd eyes were secretly watching him from the shadows without him knowing.

He wanted to feel anger, but he only shuddered at the thought.

“Turn immediately”. He blurted out.

“Huh?” Albert turned to face his master.

Clark calmed down on seeing Albert’s strange gaze. “I mean you should slow down, look left and right, cross the road, and turn back. We’re going to the Spartan army headquarters”.

“Huh?”

Smack!

“…Ok”. Albert felt secret tears flowing down his face like waterfalls.