"Dusk forbids usury," the other person said with an eye roll.
"Then I won't charge you interest. Just give me whatever benefits you can, and repay the Points slowly."
"As for benefits, I still have some Water of Purification, a few Explosion Rings, and five Magic Scrolls."
"Holy shit, that's some amazing stuff!" The captain's eyes immediately lit up. "Hand all of that over to me, and I'll lend you Points to request help from a Level 1 operator. I don't know whether they can save you, and if they can't, then I'll be taking a loss too."
"Really?" The other person's eyes lit up.
"Would a good brother lie to you?" The captain patted his shoulder. "Tell me, how many Points do you have right now?"
"I have 221 Points," the man asking for help said.
"I have 200 too," the girl across from him answered honestly.
"Damn, that much of a difference?"
"Captain, are we lending them Points too? Won't we lose money like this?" The male team members on the captain's side began to feel the pain.
After all, it was someone else's team, and whether they were dead or alive was still unknown. The cost of keeping them alive exceeded 1,500 Points, and nobody knew whether it would end in success or failure. It was simply...
"Human lives are at stake. This isn't the time to hesitate. Do you know what the most valuable thing in this world is? Favors." The captain looked at his teammates and sighed. "I'm not forcing you. Choose freely."
"The least valuable thing in this world is also favors." The other person curled his lip, but still answered obediently, "I have 500 Points."
The ten-year-old little girl standing beside them decisively said, "I have 600."
"You're all putting in that much?"