The shock in the hangar reached a new level, if that was even possible.
Six neural helmets meant a direct investment of one hundred eighty thousand credits, a sum no one in that sector would ever see in a lifetime of slave labor.
"You're going to give us… six helmets?" Zach asked, his voice coming out hoarse and disbelieving.
"It's not a free handout, Zach. Astralis values effort," Isabella explained, keeping her composure. "This will be a hardware loan arrangement. The guild provides the tools, and you'll pay back the cost gradually through a small extra percentage of the loot you earn in Elysium. That way, all Silver Lotus members will be able to log in and participate in the guild at the same time, accelerating your leveling exponentially and allowing you to operate as a real tactical unit under Halon's command, rather than just a single position that would rotate among members since only one could be present at any given time."
