Chapter 23: Loan for a Meal
Chapter 23: Loan for a Meal
“By the way, keep this channel active. From now on, we’ll discuss all mission-related matters here,” Song 6’s voice echoed through Sun Jack’s neural system.
Meanwhile, back at home, Sun Jack was preoccupied with something far more pressing. The moment he returned, he clicked on a no-interest loan ad, offering to collateralize his liver.
Since he’d already committed to this way of life, there was no point holding back. If sacrifices had to be made, there was no room for stinginess.
As the screen flickered, Sun Jack watched the 0.000@ balance in his account jump to 3@. For an unmodified, original liver, this amount was a rip-off. But after deducting the minimum interest and processing fees, that’s all the loan sharks deemed it worth.
With 3@ coins in hand, Sun Jack immediately spent 1.4@ on drone-delivered weapon supplies, fully loading his combat prosthetics with ammo. He prioritized hand-held micro-grenades—small but incredibly powerful. Though effective, their price was steep.
Looking at the 40 grenades and 300 rounds of ammo, Sun Jack felt a newfound sense of security. For life-or-death situations, gear was everything. If he had more funds, he’d have splurged on optical camouflage like the bald assassin had.
After arming himself, Sun Jack turned to his next necessity—food. Starving, he ordered a meal.
A simple bowl of noodles—essentially instant noodles with some synthetic meat—arrived via drone through his window. As Sun Jack slurped down every last bit of soup and noodles, tears welled up in his eyes.