Poverty makes me capable of anything.

But this can cure it.

Is the body sick?

The empire's best doctors were arranged.

Could it be a psychological problem?

If that's the case, Orina can immediately invite the Empire's most famous psychologist over.

In short, none of this matters; nothing can stop her passionate heart.

"None of these."

An Ran shook her head.

She felt like she was in a lesbian drama that had gone astray.

Anran explained, "It's a racial difference!"

Orina scratched her head in confusion: "Racial differences? But I don't see any difference between you and me, Anran. Is it because the parts covered by clothes are different? Why don't you take off your clothes and let me see?"

"..."

"I am the void."

An Ran laid her cards on the table.

After turning into the void, apart from a few of his closest friends, only Tan He could discern An Ran's true race.

"What void?" Orina was taken aback.

“My race is the Void, the Void race that ravaged the border regions of Nagria long ago.”

"what?"

Orina covered her mouth in surprise, pointing a finger at An Ran: "So, An Ran, you're over 900 years old?"

"No, I'm 23! I just meant I'm a Voidling."

Orina shook her head: "Even if An Ran is a Void Clan member, it's fine."

Reproductive isolation couldn't stop Orina's impulses.

She's already gone all out; she doesn't even care about her dignity as the Empress, so what is there to be afraid of?

Anran said, "The problem is that I don't have cells at all. My existence is somewhat similar to that of an energy body, so your idea, Orina, is simply impossible to succeed."

"How could this be?"

Orina was struck dumb.

They kept backing up until they reached the wall before stopping.

An energy body.

Even if she were to become an energy body, there would be nothing she could do, because energy bodies simply cannot have children.

Olina was so shocked that she squatted down in the corner.

She had been fantasizing about it for so long, she had even thought of a name for the child she had with An Ran!

As the heir to the empire, she will definitely take her surname. She has also thought of a given name, and if An Ran is not satisfied, then An Ran can choose it.

After that, we must give her the best education, the most abundant resources, and the most...

The most fucking!

Olena angrily pounded the floor.

Gone, all gone.

Like a fleeting dream, it's heartbreaking.

"You don't necessarily have to have children."

Anran sat down next to Olina, trying to comfort her.

She's quite busy right now and doesn't have time to chat idly with Orina.

"This is proof of the contract!"

"A contract should not be such a superficial thing."

“But if there are no children, who will inherit the empire? I won’t be able to extricate myself from this situation.” Olina drew circles on the ground.

"Why not just pick one of your sisters and groom her as your heir? As long as the throne is still in the hands of the Elimeria family, it doesn't matter who it goes to, since it's a constitutional monarchy now anyway."

"emmm..."

Although there was some truth to that, Orina was still unwilling to give up.

She raised her head and stared intently at An Ran.

"what happened?"

Orina suddenly grabbed Anran's right hand.

"?"

Orina pulled back, and Anran's hand landed on her chest.

A soft expanse.

Orina said fiercely, "Let's stamp this first! We'll sign the contract when we have time!"

After saying that, she suddenly stood up.

After letting go, she ran out with a flushed face.

ah ah ah...

Orina felt like she was about to burst into flames.

An Ran didn't reject her!

She is now eager to examine the information of her younger sisters.

Select qualified candidates as much as possible, and then begin training them.

Of course, Olina cannot leave the Empire until the imperial reforms are completed.

She now enjoys a very high level of recognition within the empire, and there are some things that simply cannot be successfully implemented without her personal involvement.

An Ran was left standing alone in Orina's palace.

She looked at her right hand.

That was close! I almost cheated on my partner!

Ah, women.

If Ella finds out...

An Ran left feeling a little guilty.

For now, let's focus on those cold, hard robots and that ancient god who's been captured.

During the downtime before the 3.0 update, Anran worked on building a second Guardian while assisting Erin in her research on the Ancient Gods.

The activity of ancient god cells is astonishing.

If we can grasp the underlying principles, we might be able to breed even more ancient gods.

This update lasted for more than five months.

It wasn't until March 21, 8110, that the players who had been missing from this world finally returned.

"The plan can begin!"

Players are presented with three choices.

Stay.

Head to a quiet place.

Follow Anran to explore the Dust Territory.

Of course, we should choose the third one.

Some time later, the Hogs Galaxy in the Dust Territory welcomed some strange creatures.

Version 3.0, [The Desolate Red Lotus], is officially launched.

Volume Fourteen: The Withered Red Lotus, Chapter 00: The Beginning of the Red Lotus

"Reborn from the flames!"

"Unleash a burst of flames from the calm!"

"The Crimson King is about to reappear!"

The promotional video for version 3.0 takes one minute to tour most of the famous buildings in Silent Land.

Next appeared the red lotus born from the flames.

It emitted an eerie red light, as if foreshadowing something ominous about to happen.

The NPC named Crimson King appeared as a black silhouette at the last moment.

The Crimson King, with its six wings, unleashed a twisted ball of flame from its right hand, instantly reducing the promotional video footage to a pile of black ash.

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5 month 16 day.

A withered red lotus.

Burning intensely.

Summer is here.

There are 20 days left until the first anniversary celebration.

Yes.

The official release of version 3.0 is indeed a big event, but compared to the anniversary celebration, the new version is slightly less impressive.