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Chips worked because the Inner City’s power backed them. And a few snot-nosed kids thought they could issue their own chips?
What were they doing? Playing house?
Sid honestly didn’t mind. Playing house was better than murder and arson. It was better to keep those damn brats busy than have them run wild out there.
But Kumiter’s next sentence nearly made him choke on his own spit. "… The 100,000 S coins I’m holding are already worth 5 million chips!"
HURRGH?
A violent fit of coughing shook Sid as he sat upright, glaring at his son.
"Five million?! You little bastard! Explain to me right now, where the hell did you get five million from?!"
He remembered clearly, he had only given the boy two million last time!
He hated stealing,...



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