["Hey! Are you still there? Strange, is it a bad signal on my end?"]
The voice coming from the communicator awakened Ning Shisan, who had been lost in thought.
"Ah? What?" He came to his senses.
["So you can hear me! As I was saying, you did well this time, and according to our agreement, the previous 5 million is your reward for this mission.
Congratulations! You've gained the organization's recognition. Just complete one more mission, and you'll get a set of tailor-made black technology prostheses!"]
The voice on the other end was filled with temptation, and Ning Shisan simply couldn't refuse.
If he had harbored any doubts about whether the organization could actually come up with the so-called black technology prostheses before,
the recent mission indirectly showcased its "muscle," and he saw hope for Xiao Yue to stand up again…
"Is this task very dangerous?"
["When compared to its dangers, your current mission was nothing more than a mere trip.
