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Andrew said, "Rat Controller, I won't waste words with you. Help us lure the rats away, and I'll teach you a legal way to make big money. I guarantee no one will hold you accountable.
"Well, except the IRS. If you aren't afraid of them charging into your house with Chicago typewriters to collect taxes, I suggest you pay your taxes honestly every year."
Rat Controller was a little tempted. Andrew looked rich at a glance, and rich people definitely knew how to make big money, right?
Only money could make someone cool. Rat Controller understood that very well. Before she awakened her Ability, she and three other troubled youths had ridden their bikes to buy ice cream. After pooling their money for ages, the four of them could only afford one ice cream.
In the end, they had no choice but to share a single ice cream. It sounded heartwarming, but in reality, it was incredibly embarrassing—and very unhygienic.
That was why Rat Controller had used rats to steal things after awakening her Ability. She had truly been terrified of poverty.
"I'm very afraid of being poor, but I'm even more afraid of dying."
Rat Controller said to Andrew, "I tried using my Ability on Mutant Rats before, but they went crazy and attacked me. If there hadn't been other people around, I might really have been killed.
"Now you want to lure away the Mutant Rats from an entire district. There have to be at least tens of thousands of them, right? If anything goes wrong and tens of thousands of rats swarm me, not even my bones will be left."
As she spoke, Rat Controller could not help trembling. Although she looked very