I Just Want to Burn Money (Continued)

Rita had yet to figure out how Zhao Bai had become her boss. The moment he took office, he sent her to Antarctica—was it simply because Moon Soul Armor came with resistance to ice and snow?

No, this was obviously his revenge.

The launch device was currently 10% complete. Its body was made of aerospace alloy, and inside was an expensive Honkai energy furnace. One look told her it was meant for exploring outer space, yet its shape was a romantic crescent moon, completely ignoring aerodynamics.

There was not even a cockpit in the design blueprints.

Anyone planning to explore space with this thing clearly had water in their brain. Rita would be the first to bring a scythe and knock some sense into them.

But it was the boss's order...

By the time she came back to herself, she had already boarded a ship bound for Antarctica. She had been sweet-talked into coming to this freezing wasteland to put her remaining warmth as a maid to use. This damn place did not even allow her to wear stockings, and even with her cold resistance, she had to shiver several times.

Rita grumbled inwardly, but her expression remained as calm as the surface of water. She was the picture of a perfect maid.

She raised her head.

A roar sounded from the horizon. An azure comet descended from the sky, streaking across her entire field of vision from left to right in an instant before crashing into the ground with a thunderous boom. The ice sheet trembled, exposing hard blackish-yellow rock beneath it, while snow and ice fragments melted in the heat.

It was Lady Durandal.

She wore battlefield gear, vastly different from her usual casual clothes. Normally, Durandal wore a black fitted tank top beneath an unbranded white hoodie,