At night, Green Mountain gradually settled into silence. Moonlight filtered through the branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground. The sound of insects roamed within these light and shadows, distinctly near the ears, yet vanished without a trace when one tried to look for them.
Lu Yuan leisurely made himself a cup of tea, starting by cleaning out his personal email inbox.
Five years offline, the inbox was crammed full with various emails — quarterly meetings from the craftsmen hall, the Lücao Government's annual development report, and even the annual reports from the labs he had invested in. All these bits and pieces added up to several hundred.
His reading speed was astonishing, scanning through ten lines at a glance!
