After a few more trips, I can buy the cheapest truck cab. Then, I can drive longer distances and earn more wages. Once I've saved enough money, I'll paint the truck with postal colors—it'll look definitely cool.
He's dreaming beautifully, but in reality...
"The settlement is out, totaling seventy-nine thousand four hundred thirty-two point forty-six euros... Do Europeans have to be so meticulous? Even down to the decimals."
Lin Xu was taken aback.
This isn't right; it's dozens of times higher than the mission amount. He curiously leaned over and saw a minus sign before the number.
[-79432.46]
Upon checking the expense details, there was a long list of fines, vehicle damages, cargo damages, and public compensation bills.
Years of hard work just to go back to… no, exactly back to pre-Stone Age civilization.
With these debts, how many more trips must be run to pay them off?
It turns out you really shouldn't let your girlfriend meddle with your games—no benefits whatsoever.
