Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Ciqiya waved her hand.

"Forget it, forget it. I, Lady Tsukiya, am known far and wide for my generosity. I won't argue with you over such petty gains. I'll pay for it."

An Ran sighed, "Actually, I had a long-term plan for doing this. Material rewards shouldn't be too monotonous. Our product line in the Transcendental Dimension is too limited. But Silent City is different. You can just throw out any puppet and those outsiders will fight tooth and nail for it."

Ciqiya tentatively agreed with Anran's statement, although she felt that Anran was mainly trying to take advantage of the situation.

"Let's start planning this as soon as the Thousand Wheel Bay War is over."

An Ran smiled and said, "That's what I think too."

After finishing their discussion, An Ran turned her attention back to the arena.

At this moment, a beast-shaped mech appeared, along with a member of the Mech Spirit race who looked like a wall.

Originally, this was just an ordinary match, but after An Ran looked at the wall's attribute panel, the meaning of the battle changed.

An Ran wanted to see what the effect of the talent skill called [Legendary Automatic Block] on that wall was.

The battle quickly broke out, and the wall lived up to its name, no matter what the mech did, it couldn't cause any damage to it.

Damage below a certain threshold is completely negated by that talent skill.

Therefore, even though the wall didn't have any high-burst damage skills, it still managed to wear down the mech to death.

The wall stood proudly on the body of the beast mech, arms raised high!

Various shouts immediately rang out from all around.

"Well done, you really are amazing!"

"I was right, the wall is indeed very strong!"

"Sigh, another boring battle."

"Exactly, they got beaten the whole time and still won. How boring! Let's start the next round already."

"It's incredibly tanky, but its damage is also terrifyingly low. It actually took more than twenty minutes to fight. I'm impressed."

Most of the audience was very dissatisfied with the course of the game, except for those who had placed bets and won money, who were laughing heartily.

Of course, they were laughing for the money, not because they thought the game was exciting.

Ciqiya said to Anran, "This member of the Mechanical Spirit Clan really did evolve from a wall."

An Ran nodded repeatedly.

But no one knew that she had secretly taken out a card.

That was a [Skill Copy Card] obtained from Jill's quest.

An Ran originally intended to copy the Red Lotus King's resurrection skill, but unfortunately it was a limited skill that could not be copied, so An Ran never used the card again after that.

Today, Anran has finally found her true goal.

As a mechanic, she sees herself as a tank!

As long as she isn't killed by the enemy, she can use her mechanical army to wear them down.

"This skill is destined for me!"

A notification popped up in front of An Ran.

[Copy skill [Legendary Auto-Guard]?]

【whether】

An Ran was initially worried that she would encounter the same thing as before, but she felt relieved after seeing the notification box.

"Yes!"

With a notification from the game system, An Ran gained a new talent skill.

Whether it was her imagination or not, Ciqiya noticed that Anran's eyes had lit up a little earlier.

[Legendary Automatic Parry]: A life blessed by the gods has been granted a legendary talent. When the damage from a single attack is less than (Stamina * 10 + Level * 100), the attack can be completely parried.

An Ran's stamina is 1180 and her level is 190, which means her damage reduction is 30800.

This means that even if you bring all the players in the game together, you can stand there and let them fight for a hundred years without losing a single drop of blood.

If Anran is injured at this time, a strange phenomenon will occur: the more she fights the BOSS, the more health she gains.

What a despairing situation this is.

For An Ran now, ordinary human wave tactics are no longer effective.

Even if her opponent is a Star Killer, if the base damage of her attack skills is not high, they cannot cause her any damage.

"Only those who are alive can continue to produce output."

Anran's survival skills have been improved once again.

She wasn't originally that interested in the gladiatorial matches, but in a good mood, she sat there peacefully for the whole morning.

After that, at the invitation of Mech Silver and Mech Knight, Anran went to attend the banquet.

Ella became the star of the party.

The members of the Mech Spirit Clan were all astonished to hear that Ella was the ancient essence that Virginia had traded away.

There was also a Titan who tried to hold Ella in his hands and stroke her gently, but he was punched away by Ella as soon as he got close.

What a joke! No one but An Ran can touch her without her permission.

"That's incredible power!"

A group of sentient iron lumps surrounded Ella, marveling at her.

To express their goodwill, they showered Ella with metal, and soon Ella was surrounded by gifts.

Under Tsykia's "extortion," the two elders of the Mech Spirit Clan, Mech Silver and Mech Knight, also gave Ella a warehouse full of metal.

In no time, Ella became even richer than Anran.

According to the theory of wealth relativity, Enron has become poor again.

"That's the advantage of having connections!"

"How about that? Aren't you grateful now? Don't you just want to hug my leg and rub it against me?" Ciqia said smugly.

"Yes, please let me rub against you a couple of times, Lady Tsukiya!"

An Ran said without blushing or skipping a beat.

"Pooh!"

Tsukiya, on the other hand, ran off first.

After the banquet, Mech Silver and Mech Knight went to meet the guests, while An Ran took a few "little" guys to wander around the Mech Spirit Planet.

As she wandered around, she came to the agency on the planet of mechanical spirits.

If you want to gather intelligence, this is the place to go.

There weren't many people sitting in the agency; most were calmly drinking.

After An Ran went in, she didn't start a conversation, but instead chose a relatively secluded spot to sit down.

From your seat, you can register any identity and freely view the entrusted information.

Considering that she might stay for a while, Anran also ordered a bottle of locally produced sake.

"Give me one too!" Ciqiya said casually.

"What did you say?"

An Ran was startled.

Ciqiya said with dissatisfaction, "Hey, do you still treat me like a child?"

Although she usually doesn't admit it, she's almost two thousand years old, okay? What's the big deal about having a drink?

An Ran quickly shook her head: "No, no, no, that's not what I meant. It's fine for you to drink. I just wanted to ask, how can you drink now?"

With a helmet on your head, how are you planning to get the alcohol down your throat?

"..."

Tsykya also realized this was a serious problem.

Her expression changed.

helmet!

It's unbearable to repair!

This damn helmet.

Enraged, Tsukiya, like a child, slammed her helmet against the table several times.

Suddenly, a series of loud banging sounds erupted from the agency.

"Hey……"

An Ran quickly stopped Ciqiya's willful behavior.

This would disturb others. Although Anran wasn't afraid of the people in the agency, she wanted to avoid trouble if possible.

However, An Ran acted too late.

Tsykya's behavior has already aroused the dissatisfaction of several people nearby.

"what do you mean?"

A fierce-looking man slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

An Ran took Tsykya's hand and whispered, "Leave it to me."

Since things have come to this point, only she can resolve the situation.

Tsykia shook her head: "No need for that."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at the man.

The air suddenly became heavy.

After An Ran discovered the man's name, she suddenly gained a "panic" debuff.