The elevator fell silent.
After a while, Ada laughed softly, her casual tone tinged with irritation, "So what are we doing here now? Waiting to die?"
Natasha frowned, "Wait for the Aliens outside to disperse..."
"And once they scatter, we can break out?" Ada closed her eyes in frustration, punching the floor of the elevator, "We've spent almost ten million points on equipment this time. If we can't clear the level, preparing another batch like this would take at least a month of accumulating points."
The reality before them was cruel.
With their strength, escaping from hundreds of Aliens wasn't impossible, but it would definitely consume a lot of ammunition, which wasn't free but actually bought with points!
If they wanted to exchange for an equivalent amount of weapons and ammunition again, it would take time to earn the points, but time was something they no longer had much of.
Nick's team could clear the remaining parts of the game at any time and grab this year's slots.
