Beep.
After a burst of waiting tones.
"Is that Sri Lanka? Do you have any spare point badges?"
"Sister Ivy, points? My comrades asked me for all of mine to give to their families. Sorry. Are you buying them on someone else's behalf?" Sri Lanka seemed to be in shooting practice, with constant gunfire and laser cannon blasts coming through.
In Sri Lanka's eyes, Ivy was already Shadow Bug level. With her strength, she only needed to work normally for a few years to have more than enough points.
If she was asking him now, she was definitely buying them for someone else.
Ivy fell silent for a moment. She wanted to explain, but ultimately held the words back.
She felt her face heating up and lowered her voice.
"Yes. I'm still short by around eighty points. See if you can think of a way."
At her age, having to beg a youngster who was not even a fraction of her age—after all these years, this was the first time Ivy had felt such unbearable embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, Sister Ivy, but there's nothing I can do here. My comrade saved me twice. Before he died, he asked me to help look after his younger sister and brother. I transferred all my points to them," Sri Lanka said apologetically. "Even then, it wasn't enough. I even spent money to buy some more and make up the numbers."
"Is that so." Ivy's grip around her personal terminal tightened.
"But Sister Ivy, why don't you ask Brother Wei if you want to buy points? He only has Sally to look after. He works at the Security Department and is also a researcher and professor's assistant at the Warsaw University research center. He's published two papers in the past few years, and one of