Eight People Combined

Robert nodded. "Got it, Miss Jules." Lucille patted Robert's shoulder and smiled. "Thank you for your hard work." "Not at all." Robert smiled. There was no such thing as fatigue or hard work in his settings. As long as he had enough energy and was charged in time, he could continue operating without any sleep. He could do as much work as eight people combined. He was a machine, one that surpassed modern science and technology. No matter how heavy the burden was, his systems wouldn't fail. Robert looked into Lucille's eyes and stated, "You didn't sleep well last night, Miss Jules." The mention of the night before reminded Lucille of her strange dream. In her dream, she seemed to have gotten a nosebleed after seeing Joseph... Ugh! Lucille had her hands behind her back. She looked calm, but in fact, she was changing the subject. "Uh, I'm going to go take a look at the sports field. I wonder who's going to win between Hugo and the others..." Robert stood rooted to the spot and did not move