"???."
"What do you mean by 'can't do it'?"
The manager was stunned by Su Yu's straightforward response.
It took a while for his brain to process it, and his eyes looked at Su Yu with unconcealed astonishment and confusion.
In his view, after Su Yu learned about his situation, even if he couldn't do it, he should at least explain it to him gently. This response was as direct as a doctor giving a death sentence to a patient, which was a bit too... cruel, wasn't it?
Looking at the old manager, there was even a hint of grievance in his small eyes.
Su Yu also realized that his answer just now was indeed a bit hurtful.
But he had no choice.
He wished he could be more tactful.
But when Su Yu realized the true condition of the manager's body, he tried using spiritual energy to discern the state of the mechanical parts on the manager's body.
And the answer he got was.
These mechanical parts, though not as exaggerated in grade as his Electric Sniper Rifle.
