Settled

The middle-aged woman in charge was only nagging—she didn't really care if there were more people or fewer people.

She turned the LCD screen on the table to Bai Chen and pushed out a mouse. "Pick one yourself; let me know when you're done filling up the application form. Among them are biological prosthetics. Those without labels can be transplanted for free, while the yellow ones require additional contribution points. The exact amount is written at the back. Although the red ones are free, the risk is high. You have to sign a waiver.

"Genetic modification is a reward for you—it's free. The different colors represent different risks; you can read through them yourself."

Bai Chen nodded politely. "Thank you."

Shang Jianyao immediately pointed at the chair opposite the display screen. "Have a seat."