Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Why is there a smart chicken farm here?

"Because Lord Christopher prefers to eat chicken legs."

The time-traveling members patrolling nearby spoke respectfully to An Ran.

Perhaps this is life.

Enron did not harm Christopher's chickens.

Of course, if An Qianqian were still alive, these chickens probably wouldn't have survived.

Christopher breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his chicken farm was intact.

This could be considered an abuse of power for personal gain, but fortunately An Ran didn't say anything.

He figured it out. An Ran's personality was just like that, so it wasn't a big deal if she made a few small mistakes with those who followed her, as long as they did the assigned tasks well.

However, Christopher was more worried about the approaching pirates than the chicken farm.

Master He was severely scolded by him, and then An Ran knocked him away. Holding his anger, he would definitely call over all the helpers he could.

At that time...

The situation was more complicated than Christopher had imagined.

He saw a sea of ​​ships!

Spaceships were everywhere, densely packed.

It stretches as far as the eye can see.

Big ones, small ones, warships, transport ships, private spaceships, those with cannons, those without... everything that could be brought in to make up the numbers was brought in.

The gaps between the spaceships were filled with countless space fighters.

Forget about whether this combination is actually powerful or not, their sheer presence is intimidating enough.

Moreover, if the goal is simply to break through the temporary base's defensive shields, a fleet of this size could bombard them several times in succession, rendering the shields completely useless.

What should we do now?

Christopher, a former mercenary, had seen it all. But this was a scene he had never witnessed before, so he was a little flustered. After all, this was no longer the time when he was leading a few dozen henchmen to conquer the world.

He's currently affiliated with Super Dimension; if Super Dimension disappears, he'll have to go back to wandering.

Christopher was a little confused.

An Ran opened the surveillance footage and saw that the screen had no dimensions; every row and column was filled with the four characters "气势磅礴" (magnificent and imposing). An Ran couldn't sleep, and after staring at it for a long time, she finally made out the words through the gaps in the spaceship: the entire screen was filled with the three characters "送经验" (giving away experience points)!

"Ha ha……"

The writer, "The Burial Man," nonchalantly told Christopher, "Ignore them."

Although these pirates arrived quickly, the Crimson King and his forces were not slow either.

In two more days, she will show them what a deus ex machina is all about!

"Are you sure we don't need to do anything about it?"

"Really, you don't need to."

What if they open fire directly?

"Let's find two lucky players' spaceships and blow them up first."

Destroying large warships through cyber intrusion is very difficult, but it's much easier with private ships, spaceplanes, and small transport vessels.

Before the pirate alliance's high command could even begin to address An Ran, they suddenly discovered that their main camp had been destroyed.

The explosions of more than thirty spaceships and hundreds of space fighters caused great chaos.

They were too preoccupied to pay any attention to An Ran for the moment.

The planet is there, and it can't grow legs and run away, but these spaceships are different. They explode in space, hurting the hearts of the pirate captains.

Ultimately, they were just a hastily assembled coalition.

The Super Dimension has done nothing so far, so it's impossible to get them to unite against the Super Dimension and fight to the death.

"This should buy me some more time. If all else fails, I'll go out and put on a show. As long as I can stall until my new weapon arrives, this whole drama will be over."

Christopher nodded, seemingly understanding.

A new weapon capable of suppressing such a large-scale event?

That must be something incredibly powerful.

The Guardian that Anran had previously handed over to him was powerful enough, but this weapon is even more powerful than the Guardian. No wonder he is a mechanic favored by Virginia.

……

Coincidentally, somewhere in the Exiled Empire, several rulers gathered together and started talking about the Twilight Sanctuary.

"I never expected that a place that was like a stagnant pool could cause such a big stir."

"This seems interesting."

"After all, he is the Starkiller favored by Virginia, and he was very active in the Giant Clan before."

"I think this could be an opportunity."

"Oh?"

The others all looked over.

“Although we all look down on Twilight Sanctuary, if someone could consolidate that land, it would be beneficial to the stability of the Exiled Empire. Most importantly, it wouldn’t require much of our effort.”

"..."

That seems to make sense.

Each of these star system rulers has their own considerations.

They also felt this was an opportunity, but it didn't necessarily have to be given to Enron.

The scenario of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, plays out all the time.

……

Over the next day, the pirate alliance first quelled the internal unrest, and then launched a probing attack on the temporary base. With the guardians' help and Anran continuing the targeted demolition, the probing did not achieve any substantial progress.

The pirates realized one thing: An Ran, the mechanic from the time-travel world, must be in this base!

Moreover, Anran's destructive power was somewhat beyond their expectations.

If we attack rashly, the losses will certainly be considerable.

This matter needs to be carefully considered, otherwise it would be ridiculous if internal conflicts arise.

"Quickly, go and fetch scholar Morsen!"

Using a Mechanic to counter another Mechanic is a perfectly valid strategy!

Before long, the elderly scholar, Mo Sen, was carried over. Although the old man was advanced in years, his expertise in mechanics was enough to make many people feel ashamed, especially in the field of network technology.

His move shocked the pirates.

"Wow, that's amazing, awesome..."

"So much green data!"

"I don't understand it at all!"

"With that kind of hand speed, how many years have you been single?"

After a two-hour tug-of-war, scholar Mosen wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"We have successfully breached the enemy's defenses. Now we can see what she's doing."

Mosen tapped the button in front of him.

A virtual screen popped up.

An Ran is in the center of the frame, with her back to everyone and her hands crossed in front of her chest, seemingly doing nothing.

At this moment, An Ran's body suddenly trembled, and she slammed her hand on the floor in anger.

"This boss is toxic, it has super armor, damn it!"

"Ok?"

Chapter 71 Perhaps this is the void.

The pirates in the cabin looked at each other in bewilderment.

Those who had absolutely no interest in electronic entertainment were initially stunned, completely baffled as to why Anran was so angry.

Could it be that the pressure they put on her was too much, which made her so angry that she smashed the floor?

But it's different for others.

BOSS, Invincible Body—such familiar terms.

What the hell are you talking about? I'm totally screwed!

One of the pirates joked, "At a time like this, she's still in the mood to play games. Heh, should we say she's carefree, or does she look down on us?"

"Look down on us? Does she have the right to look down on us? Does she think we're all pushovers? So what if we're the Giant Spirit Clan? That pathetic race would have been devoured by us long ago!"

"With the giants growing to such a massive size, we probably couldn't possibly eat them all, could we?"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd muttered something under their breath.

"Ok?"

More than a dozen eyes were cast in that direction.

But no one dared to step forward and admit that they were the ones who said those words.

This little incident passed quickly.

Once one person complains, others immediately follow suit, afraid of being the exception.

Master He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

That was a close call! Luckily, there were quite a few people where he was standing. Because it happened so suddenly, no one was able to catch him immediately.