Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Skill connection optimizations have been implemented.

There are combat habit reminders.

There are also suggestions to strengthen communication.

Player meme has insufficient lower limb strength; a 10% increase could theoretically boost strength by 16%.

Recommendation 1: Self-training (inefficient)

Recommendation 2: Use amplification magic (inefficient)

Recommendation 3: Purchase XII Mechanical Legs (click for alternative equipment) (Price: 69 Energy Coins) Note: There is a discount event at the base recently. Purchase two pairs of XII Mechanical Legs at once and receive a 95% discount.

Recommendation 4: Purchase an OP6 level mechanical armor (Price: 622 million energy coins)

The database contains insufficient information to provide more detailed suggestions.

Recommendation 1: Record your own combat footage and send it to the combat instructor.

Recommendation 2: Participate in the Mechanical Puppet Arena Challenge (high efficiency, but requires spending some money)

[Player meme lacks combat experience. It is recommended to purchase the Spirit Network Tactical Training Pack for targeted training. One-time purchase, lifetime access.]

"Amazing!"

Meme was so surprised she couldn't close her mouth.

This robot is amazing!

He strongly agrees with some of the things written here, and he has also noticed them himself, but he doesn't know how to solve them.

But with this robot, the problem becomes much easier to solve.

"The one that improves lower limb strength, if you only rely on leveling up, you need to level up at least 10 times to be effective, which is really too slow. The XII Mechanical Footwear costs 69 energy coins, and you can save some by buying enough."

Meme gritted her teeth and decided to buy it.

He also posted a group-buying ad on the faction forum, and to his surprise, several fellow "fellow Daoists" immediately responded.

It can also save more than 3 energy coins, which is great.

"What is this tactical training kit?" Meme continued to ask.

The combat instructor replied, "The tactical training pack can help you optimize your combat style. It's reusable, and during combat, the pack will automatically score your performance and provide detailed post-battle analysis to help you improve. The price of the training pack varies depending on the training content, usually ranging from 1 to 100 energy coins."

The lowest tier of 1 energy coins is quite a good deal.

meme nodded repeatedly.

However, he did not buy the training kit immediately. He decided to try out the mechanical leg armor first to see how effective it was before making a judgment.

Meme wasn't worried that the combat instructor would lie to her; after all, this was Anran's territory, and Anran had never lied to them about such things.

This is just a small microcosm.

The combat instructor immediately became the most popular NPC among players upon its release.

He is never short of people.

As a result, the sales volume of mechanical roads in the base has increased dozens of times in the past two days, and the number of players going to challenge the mechanical puppet arena has increased hundreds of times.

"This is just the beginning!"

An Ran smiled happily, knowing that the number of players entering the Lingzi Network would increase significantly soon.

Most importantly, this is not a one-off deal.

As players level up, their attributes increase, and they learn more skills. This means that if players want to improve their strength, they need to purchase a guidance service every once in a while.

“Let’s bring over the professional players from the team too. I think this coaching feature will be useful for them as well,” said the team manager from Warhammer and Guild.

He originally just wanted to give it a try, but he never expected that after the trial, the team members who trained hard all became stronger, and they climbed from a lower-ranked team to a mid-ranked one.

Holy crap!

After the advertisement was released, Anran had no choice but to add more combat instructors.

In no time, Anran's pockets were full!

"It's time to teach Norco a lesson."

After ambushing Protoss reinforcements again, Anran turned his attention to Noko.

Chapter 07: Skilled at Communicating with Body Language

"The reinforcements were ambushed on the way, and every single one of them was ambushed?"

Upon hearing this news, Norko stood there stunned for a full two minutes.

"There's a mole! Stop providing support!"

Norco turned around and shouted.

"Yes!"

Norco suddenly launched a rectification campaign.

He directly mobilized the Protoss's doctrinal enforcement forces, and almost everyone was investigated.

Norko also personally met with Faris, who had already been completely dismissed, and connected with Hastings, who had recently become very close to Faris.

Do you know why I called you here?

Faris nodded with difficulty. How could he not know that Noko's actions had caused such a commotion?

If he didn't even have this much insight, he wouldn't have been able to become the head of the Protoss Cult in the Hogs Galaxy.

Hastings became even more worried.

Faris has a clear conscience, but he's not good enough.

He was the real mole.

Although he didn't contribute to the attack on the support troops, he played a significant role in wiping out all the pirate groups affiliated with the Protoss cult.

What if it gets found out?

Hastings was extremely nervous.

If Faris hadn't been worried about being framed and wasn't in much better shape himself, Hastings would have really been caught this time.

Thank goodness.

It has to be said that people with good luck are truly enviable.

Norko, with a cold expression, questioned Faris and Hastings extensively, his roars carrying outside.

Hastings hesitated for a long time, but ultimately did not turn himself in.

Little did they know that Norko had no suspicions about the two of them at all.

Norco is just putting on a show.

He was doing this for the benefit of any potential mole within the organization.

See? I'm currently busy rooting out the mole, and I simply don't have time to do anything else.

But in reality, Norco was no longer here on the third day after the operation to find the mole began.

He boarded an inconspicuous spaceship and quietly left the Protoss cult's territory.

"Ha ha……"

The spaceship's Rinoko sneered.

"Didn't expect that, did you? I was feigning one move while secretly making another. On the surface, I was busy hunting down the traitor, but in reality, I'd already boarded a spaceship to rescue the attacked outer outposts. Pirate crew, huh? You better wash your necks clean and wait!"

Noko's deception succeeded.

Even among his own people, no one knew where he had gone.

It had only been half a day since they last met, and most people assumed that Norko was organizing the intelligence gathered by the theological enforcement forces on his own.

Although no trace of the mole was found at this time, it was discovered that many people were involved in corruption. As an evil organization, the Protoss Cult would never allow such a situation to occur.

It is foreseeable that Faris, who was already in a terrible state, will face even more severe punishment after being escorted back to headquarters.

"Oh no, I'm doomed!"

Faris gazed silently at the heavens.

"Brother, think positively. You've done something for the High Pope, he'll definitely make an exception for you then." Hastings patted Faris on the shoulder, whose face was flushed from drinking.

"Do not."

Faris shook his head.

If the Pope himself were to preside over the trial, then he would truly have no chance of survival.

But Faris couldn't bring himself to say it.

When Norko wasn't around for a while, he was bragging to Hastings about how highly regarded he was and how much the Pope thought of him.

So why can't you just speak properly? Why do you have to brag and show off?

Faris wanted to cry.

As a traitor and a villain, Hastings felt bad seeing his target, Faris, suddenly fall into a trough.

Hey.

Brother.

If you just die like this.

I can't live alone!

Of course, Hastings had no feelings for Faris beyond friendship; he simply wanted to express that, given the Protostic tradition, if Faris were to die, those who seemed to have a good relationship with him would likely also be gone.

"Should we report Faris now?"

Hastings was caught in a dilemma.

He felt that it would be difficult for An Ran to rescue him under these circumstances, and besides, it was questionable whether An Ran even wanted to rescue him.

Unbeknownst to him, Hastings had developed a talent for being a treacherous minister.