Hao Ren's cold sweat wouldn't stop the moment he heard Becky blurt that out. Fortunately, Becky was so carefree that she didn't notice anything wrong with the atmosphere and continued talking to herself: "Let's see, I've been out having fun for almost a month now. I still have two missions back home that I haven't turned in. If I drag this out any longer, they might even list me as a missing person. Mercenaries are like that—if you don't report in for a while, they'll directly count you as dead. It's such a hassle."
Hao Ren cautiously looked at Becky. "Is there anything you're dissatisfied with about staying here?"
"I'm quite satisfied," Becky said casually. "I just feel that I can't keep playing around outside forever. It's time to go back and live my own life. After all, this isn't my home."
As Becky continued speaking, she suddenly grew alert. "Wait... Could something have gone wrong and you're not letting me go back? You can't do that! This was a work error on your organization's part. I was brought here against my will!"
"Don't overthink it, don't overthink it." Hao Ren waved his hands with extreme guilt. "Of course I'll send you home, since I said I would... But it might take a while, because, well..." As he spoke, he discreetly poked the Data Terminal on the armrest beside him and frantically urged it in his mind: Hurry up and make up a more convincing lie!
The Data Terminal immediately sprang up from the armrest and projected a vast array of data charts. "Due to the information asymmetry between alternate planes, the conversion mechanism for bidirectional transmission differs from that of unidirectional transmission, thereby extending the waiting time for each physical crossing. Furthermore, your crossing process involved the destruction of