When it came down to serious matters, Zach''sid-back vibe quickly turned more focused. He waved his assistant away, shrugged, and said, "If I don''t work, who''s gonna foot this hospital bill?"


    Mirabe shot him a sidelong nce, wondering if verbally tearing into her brother would be overkill.


    Suddenly, Zach sensed some intense vibesing his way: "..."


    Mirabe casually kicked the floor, the skull graffiti on her white sneakers adding a dash of ir. She tilted her head, "Zach, I think you''re not in the best shape. Why not tag along with Uncle As for a workout sometime?"


    Zach''s face immediately changed. As was Grady''s top guy, and Zach had once witnessed his incredible fighting skills. "Ha, are you kidding? I''m in perfect shape."


    Working out? Not happening.


    Seeing his reaction, Mirabe softly added, "But I''ve already set it up with him."


    Zach: "???"


    Then why even ask me!


    Ignoring his sulky look, Mirabe pulled herptop from her bag, powered it up, and clicked on a semi-transparent waterdrop-shaped app on the desktop.


    A login box popped up right away. She entered her username and password and hit confirm.


    The screen shifted,nding her on The Mirror website''s homepage.


    Mirabe''s fingertips glided over the touchpad, finding nothing interesting, so she switched to another special section: the premium missions page.


    This page was for posting and picking up all sorts of tasks, as long as the reward was high enough.


    With a slight flick of her finger, Mirabe clicked on the task posting column.


    In no time, a billion-dor bounty was sitting at the top of the mission board.


    As this task went up, the post''s clicks soared. Mirabe watched theputer screen, her eyes darkening, her gaze icy.


    Just then, the private message icon on the webpage started blinking.


    Mirabe nced at it and opened the chat.


    CoolAutumnBreeze: "You''ve lost it, putting out a task targeting Phantom?"


    CoolAutumnBreeze: "That''s the ce with the world''s top tech. Who''d dare take it


    on?"


    CoolAutumnBreeze: "Why the sudden task post??"


    Mirabe stared at the screen for a while before replying: "Oh, I''ve got money." CoolAutumnBreeze: ". : "..."


    "1


    Well, isn''t having money just grand!


    Mirabe then noticed a message from ''HRTL'', pondered a bit, and asked: "How do you know there''s advanced tech there? You been there?"


    On the other end, Hartlee nced at the virtual camera above him, sighed slightly, "It''s not a nice ce, anyway."


    Mirabe''s lips curled up slightly, her thoughts drifting before she replied: "Oh, indeed."


    A ce full of filth and disgust.


    CoolAutumnBreeze: "Did someone there tick you off?"


    Mirabe, cradling herptop, leaned backzily in her chair, tapping the keys, "Annoyed."


    Hartlee''s cheek twitched. Since knowing her, he''d seen her unpredictable nature, but also knew she had strong principles.


    So, what exactly had the base''s medical team been up totely?


    Mirabe had already closed the chat, eyeing the bounty task again, andzily


    lifted her gaze, shooting a look at the guy on the hospital bed.


    Zach, suddenly feeling a chill, wondered: "???"