"But I still came." Rift responded with a hoarse voice and walked toward Evon, each step echoing heavily.
He was almost entirely made of metal parts now. Although his figure didn't seem bulky or obese, his weight had reached a terrifying five hundred kilograms.
"So, what do you need this time?" Evon didn't show any annoyance at his rudeness. He just smiled casually and continued, "Weapons funding, mechanical maintenance, or user information? Just say it, and I will do my best to satisfy you."
Evon casually listed a few things Rift needed, then he nodded slightly toward Rift, "But this time is different from before. I need you to do something for me."
From the moment he had discovered Rift a month ago, Evon Garcia had been trying to win him over. However, Evon was smart. He didn't propose a deal directly; all initial assistance was free of charge.
