Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"How's the G140?" An Ran asked.

Jill began to haggle: "G132?"

You're dreaming!

"Then G133?"

"140!"

"135, that's the highest you can go, or you'll lose me!" Jill said angrily.

An Ran sneered: "Heh."

"136?"

"This is trading five years for a lifetime of worry-free living. You should think it through carefully."

Jill nodded resignedly: "140 it is, but I want to sign a contract, otherwise what if you go back on your word? And you can't touch me before the prerequisites are met."

An Ran smiled and said, "No problem, anyway, I didn't intend to touch you."

Enron didn't care how long it took Jill to achieve this goal.

All she needs is for Jill to change her attitude and then level up to 135.

If Jill can really do it, it will probably take about two years.

Two years is not a long time for Anran now.

Ultimately, Jill and Enron signed a strange bank guarantee agreement.

One of my annoyances has been temporarily resolved.

……

"Our destination is just ahead!"

Lyranos took a deep breath.

Their spaceship was twelve minutes away from the planet where he and Warhammer had been thrashed last time.

The opportunity is here.

As long as he eliminates that group of Protoss followers, the scandal he is burdened with will never be revealed.

"Hehehehe..."

Lyranos laughed triumphantly.

Warhammer said, "You don't look well."

"This is the excitement before a major battle."

Hehehe!

"The destruction of the Protoss begins today! And we are destined to be recorded in the annals of the dusty land!"

"Are you running a fever? Have you gone completely mad from reading comics?"

"of course not."

"That's ridiculous," Warhammer muttered.

No, President, you wouldn't understand!

The significance of this operation is immense.

And all of this, only Lyranos could bear.

As the successor to the next chairman, these are all things he must do.

Just you wait and see!

A man burdened with deep hatred, carrying the mission of his time, stormed into a small branch of the Protoss Church!

That day.

Thus began the war between the Protoss and the players.

CCQ (Exit).

These are the pirate crew names chosen by players from ten names.

The followers of the Protoss religion were completely unprepared for anyone to dare to attack them, and were immediately stunned. Just as they were recovering and preparing to pilot their mechs to fight back against the players, the aerial bombardment shattered their last hope.

"Missionary, our branch has been attacked by a pirate group called CCQ!"

The bad news quickly reached the ears of the missionaries in charge of the Hogs Galaxy.

"What?! Pirates actually dare to attack us at a time like this?!"

The surprised missionary immediately sought out the leader of the largest pirate group in the area.

The wrath of the Protoss is not something everyone can bear.

Chapter 03 The Wind Blows Away the Dust

"Aren't the pirates in the Hogs Galaxy all under your control? Why are there still pirates attacking our Protos Cult's strongholds at this time?"

Missionary Faris glared angrily at Hastings, the bearded pirate standing in the virtual space.

Hastings frowned and unconsciously stroked his beard, asking, "Are you sure it was pirates?"

Faris said, "How could it be fake? The markings on the spaceship clearly indicate that."

Faris showed Hastings several photos.

The menacing warship's outer wall was printed with pirate blade markings in white lettering, along with a huge "CCQ".

And it even uses a flashy artistic font.

This is a provocation!

Faris was very angry.

Although the Protoss Church has not been established for long, it has already made a great name for itself in the Dustlands.

"Even if someone is brandishing a pirate's weapon, they might not necessarily be a pirate. They could be someone trying to sow discord between us," Hastings cautioned.

Faris retorted, "But it's also possible that it was one of your men who did it, isn't it?"

Hastings was in a real bind.

He certainly understood what Faris meant.

The first thing is to shirk responsibility.

The attack on the branch was not due to poor supervision by Faris; it was simply because the enemy was too cunning. Regardless of whether they were pirates or not, the fact remains that the ship was marked with pirate blades.

Secondly, they forced him to help the Protoss Church investigate the truth.

"Oh shit."

Hastings cursed under his breath.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Before the Protoss Cult attacked, Hastings was a powerful figure in the Hogs Galaxy, with countless underlings fawning over him every day, living a very comfortable life in his villa.

But ever since Faris arrived with his men, he has become a marginal figure in the Hogs Galaxy.

We are all honest people.

It's obvious who's stronger and who's weaker.

They used to flatter Hastings, and now they flatter Faris in the same way.

If the Protoss Cult hadn't been in the Hogs Galaxy for only a short time, Hastings might have already been killed.

Who wouldn't want the benefits?

What's the point of all this fighting? Isn't it all for the resources within each territory, including supplies and manpower? These are the foundation for the development of a powerful force.

Even the Exiled Empire and the Eternal Star Path never ceased their struggle for these things.

Hastings said stiffly, "I will check the situation on my end as soon as possible, and I will notify you immediately if there are any problems."

Faris nodded and said, "Then I'm relieved. I wish you all the best."

"..."

"Captain, what's wrong?"

When questioned by his deputy, Hastings cursed, "It's all that Protoss mess again. Some unruly people came out of nowhere, posing as pirates, and attacked a branch of the Protoss Church. And that idiot Faris is trying to pin it all on me again. Damn it, this is so frustrating!"

After taking a swig of baijiu, Hastings blushed slightly.

The deputy sighed, "There's nothing we can do about it. After all, the High Priest of the Protos Church is the future ruler favored by the Lord of the Night."

Hastings tapped the table with his glass.

"Ha, acting so arrogantly, one day someone will turn their purification measures back on them!"

Hastings roared.

He has already begun to consider whether or not to move out of the Hogs Galaxy.

Although it might anger local powers elsewhere, it's still better than staying here.

"Notify all pirate captains to check whether they were the ones who did this."

"Yes!"

……

Outside the attacked branch of the Protoss Church, the players who had won the battle gathered together.

This is just the beginning of the faction mission [Hogg Galaxy War]. To gain greater benefits, their primary goal is to drive the Protoss Cult out of the Hogg Galaxy.

The task is arduous and the road ahead is long.

After the impromptu meeting, the players immediately devised a new strategy.

Their biggest advantage right now is their "mystery"!