Just at that moment, the system's voice echoed in Cheng Xiaoxiao's mind.
"Host, Host, there's news from headquarters."
Really?
"Headquarters has granted us temporary high-level authority; we can rent a short-distance space transmitter," the system explained.
What, rent?
Just hearing that word feels ominous.
"Yes, Host. Because of the energy cost for space transmission, they said... said..."
Say what?
"Renting the transmitter to us is already a privilege. The energy needed for transmission is huge; to ask for anything else... would be overreaching."
Cheng Xiaoxiao was furious!
Why should she undertake their mission, expend effort, and still have to pay?
How much?
"What..."
The system suddenly realized.
"Five thousand System Coins."
Dang! Why don't they just rob?
She had earned those System Coins laboriously, couldn't even bear to use them, and now half had to be donated.
How frustrating!
It was so hard to hold back those feelings.
Can't I return it?
System:"..."
