Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"Ding! Blueprint synthesis successful. You have obtained the new blueprint [Flat-type Self-destructing Robot (Fake Sweeping Robot)]."

Benefits of the new blueprint:

This flat-shaped self-destructing robot can move according to a set program. It looks like a robot vacuum cleaner. It can explode in two stages, making the splash range wider. The penetration power of the high-energy bomb is also significantly improved, and the attack range is 12*12.

"My luck is average, not bad at all."

Compared to a simple high-energy bomb, this thing is much more deceptive, and its attack range has also increased from 10*10 to 12*12.

The key is that second-stage explosion, which makes fuel splashing even more difficult to avoid.

"It should be very effective for assault and demolition, causing widespread damage."

An Ran thought of Little Gold Tooth and his group.

She made no attempt to hide her murderous intent towards Little Gold Tooth.

This is a person who is completely unworthy of pity.

Even disregarding how many times Little Gold Tooth and Morning Star's collaboration had harmed him, in the Old Town, due to his clandestine collusion with the authorities, Little Gold Tooth committed numerous crimes yet remained at large.

"Perhaps we can give it a try."

Anran couldn't wait to start making the finished product.

Metal, explosive fuel—Anran had prepared plenty of materials in the workshop, but the only thing missing was a microcontroller.

The R&D center doesn't lack these low-end microcontrollers, but they're not something An'an can just take away casually.

She had no choice but to ask Gray for help.

"What do you need a microcontroller for?"

Gray asked in surprise.

Anran said, "Let's try doing something new."

“Speaking of microcontrollers and microelectronics, I’m an expert in that field. Young lady, how about becoming my student? I can teach you a lot of interesting things!” Gray didn’t forget to persuade An Ran.

An Ran decisively refused: "No, I have no interest in staying in the lab and studying these things."

"What a pity!" Gray sighed, but he still granted Anran's request.

There are a total of ten microcontrollers.

Anran plans to make two self-destructing robots first.

The term "flat-chested" does not refer to a flat-chested body.

It's a disc-shaped, low-profile robotic vacuum cleaner.

Of course, there are also flat-chested robot vacuums. When Ella picks up a broom, isn't that a flat-chested robot vacuum?

A small protrusion rises from the edge of the robot, where an infrared ranging device is installed, enabling the robot to effectively avoid various obstacles.

As for the robot's shell and explosive fuel, that's super easy for Enron right now.

The only troublesome part is writing and burning the microcontroller program.

Having just become a female programmer, she was clearly not used to this role. It took her a long time to finally write the program, and Anran gained 2000 experience points at that time.

This perfectly illustrates that programming is a demanding profession, but also highly rewarding!

The process of finding bugs does not exist.

Finding bugs is already painful enough for programmers in real life, and even with AI assistance, it's still a huge undertaking.

If you have to look for bugs in a game, the game designer's head will soon be hanging upside down.

Then proceed directly to the burning process.

Seeing the progress bar on the computer screen turn completely green, indicating 100%, Anran received a series of game notifications.

"Ding! You have successfully created a [flat self-destructing robot] and gained 1000 experience points."

"Ding! You succeeded..."

Great success!

Next, we obtained the equipment [Improved X9-Tactical Visor] from Morton. Anran also made two, gaining 1000 experience points.

Anran, fully prepared, pushed open the door and went out.

……

"This is what you made, a robot vacuum cleaner?" Gray's eyes widened.

The disc-shaped self-destructing robot couldn't be put into a backpack, nor could it be disassembled like a gun, so it was seen by Gray when it walked out of the workshop.

Gray was surprised because, to his recollection, Anran had never worked on civilian machinery before.

Do you have any objections?

“No, no.” Gray shook his head.

"Then I'll be going now," An Ran said.

Watching An Ran's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Gray suddenly felt that An Ran now possessed an extraordinary confidence.

It was completely different from his previous eagerness.

An Ran walked out of the research and development center.

Looking at the world bathed in sunlight.

Yes.

She became arrogant.

Its strength has expanded rationally.

Self-confidence has also inflated rationally.

Chapter 50 Let's Stealth! An Ran

[Located in the Dolanlu Star Ring, a war with the Zerg has suddenly broken out. The incident was caused by the border garrison of the Novalu Republic accidentally bombing a Zerg bio-pool.]

[A concert was held in Tzizilai yesterday, and I finally realized what a virtual idol really is!]

I've heard that the war between the Elimerian Empire and the Star River Freedom Alliance has lasted for over five thousand years.

The rain is pouring down, so heavy it's making me feel terrible; and my mood is just as awful!

The city hall of Wutong City has been captured. Although Shuangyue City was spared, Morning Star was clearly better prepared there.

Only here can I pursue the pinnacle of the culinary world!

An Ran frequently browsed the forum, filtering out some meaningless posts. The forum of 【Night of Stars】 truly broadened her horizons.

Although she couldn't speak, Anran, who could freely move between various sections, reaped far more benefits than the players.

She's like an outlaw, disguised as an NPC, but actually at the intersection of NPCs and players.

The size of Xinghai was beyond expectations.

The place names that appeared in the forum were so far away that even when measured in light-years, they were incredibly distant, which surprised An Ran.

In this vast world, stories of joy and sorrow are happening all the time.

Such a stage seems destined to breed legends.

Legends that are so ancient they have vanished, legends that are still being passed down, even living legends, and the next legend that is being born.

It is precisely because of this world full of infinite possibilities that Night of the Stars, despite its excessive realism, has become the most successful game of all time.

Anran decided she was unwilling to be confined to a place like No. 1886, which was not even a drop in the ocean.

Even in the face of death, I must throw myself into the sea of ​​stars!

Wandering everywhere!

After closing the forum and getting a general understanding of Morningstar's recent large-scale operations, Anran prepared to set off.

It was already evening.

After feeding Ella, I instructed her to learn more common sense through books and television.

Anran begins using neon magic.

Neon magic is a skill in itself.

But even a beginner like Anran can easily make a complete transformation.

Evil arts don't need to be sophisticated; as long as you can change your face, it's effective.

In the end, I also wore a mask to protect against wind and sand, which provided double protection.

Judging by her face alone, An Ran is no longer An Ran.

But if you look at the outline of her body, Anran is still Anran.

Therefore, An Ran wrapped her chest with a strip of cloth, which flattened her already not very high breasts.

Dressed in unfashionable clothes and wearing a hat to hide her hair, An Ran now looks like a short, underdeveloped young man.

It seems that Anran is no longer Anran!

Disguise is necessary.

Not pretending is just courting death.

If I recklessly rush over and kill Little Gold Tooth, my identity and whereabouts will be exposed.

First, it would attract Morning Star's attention, and fighting those rule-breaking lunatics would be too dangerous if he put himself in the open.

Even if Little Gold Tooth is utterly wicked, Twin Moon City is still a place where the law prevails. If I suddenly kill him, I might not be eating peanuts (a Chinese idiom for being punished), but I'll at least be spending time in jail.

Once you're in jail, that's a real problem.

Jiuge's identity is not a protective charm.

Its status was detached, but it could not completely supersede the government of 1886.

Moreover, I am just a tiny shrimp among them.

Even a small shrimp should have the awareness of a small shrimp.