Robot behavior algorithm engineer income +1 dollars!
"Dear, your drink is free, the best things are free. Watching some ads doesn't cost anything, right?"
The bartender was still busy touting Bruce's potential, but this young Chinese man had already lost interest.
The guest he was waiting for had arrived.
It was a black old lady with green wig, sitting in a military-tech flying wheelchair, hovering at the entrance of the bar.
A sweet voice came through the information receiver implanted in the back of Bruce's head during his service, nauseating him to the point of goosebumps.
"Bruce, I told you long ago, as a young guy from the Seal Assault Team, as long as you're willing to take some risks, you can make tons of money.
I have a job, you have a life, complete one job and your situation will improve immediately, complete two and you can pay off half your debts, complete three, kid, and you can afford a ticket to settle by the Missouri Lakeside Reserve!"
