Investigating the Iron Curtain couldn't be done openly. Lin Qi couldn't put himself in danger for King Arthur's sake.
He looped back to the Prosthetic Clinic. After careful selection, Lin Qi spent 120,000 Credit Points to purchase over ten used Prosthetic Bodies.
Five of them contained micro-nuclear reactors.
Looking at his Credit Points account balance, Lin Qi's heart bled.
The salary of an L-level Researcher wasn't as high as one might think. Besides, Lin Qi had to pay a hefty insurance premium to the Intercontinental Stability Trauma Emergency Company every year.
'Credit Points are getting tight. I have less than 500,000 left. Thankfully, I listened to Guang Ling's advice back then and didn't quit the Highest-Level Mercenary Corps.'
'If the Mercenary Corps has a mission, I'll have to take it. You can't get by without money in the Cyber World.'
For five Credit Points, Lin Qi boarded an orbital vehicle back to the employee apartments.
