Poverty makes me capable of anything.

After they got tired of cursing, the group turned their attention to the virtual screen.

This made them even more unhappy.

Their mouths were dry from all the cursing, but An Ran was still playing her retro game console.

The happier An Ran was, the more uncomfortable they felt.

"Mosen!"

Someone shouted.

Mosen responded and then asked, "Is there anything else?"

The pirate leader yelled, "Blow up her game console! Can you do that?"

Mosen said, "I'll give it a try."

"We must blow it up."

I'll try my best.

I said definitely.

"I can't guarantee that."

"What did you say?" The pirate leader frowned.

Mosen explained, "She's not an ordinary person."

"Of course I know she's not an ordinary person."

"That's why I can't guarantee that I can definitely do it."

The pirate captain roared, "Are you a mechanic?"

Mosen nodded.

"She is also a mechanic."

Mosen nodded again.

"You look like you're several generations older than her, don't you?"

Mosen replied, "That should be correct."

"So you've wasted your life at your age?" the pirate leader said coldly. "You, as a senior, are actually less knowledgeable than a junior?"

Mo Sen nodded honestly: "Compared to her, I feel like I've wasted my life."

"..."

Seeing that Mosen admitted it so readily, the pirate leader was speechless for a moment.

But when he stopped talking, Mo Sen had something to say instead.

"That's academic bias! Do you understand? Academic bias! Do you think being a mechanic is so easy? We have to learn far more than you martial artists do, it's not the same as you guys who spend all day practicing internal energy and lifting iron!"

"..."

The pirate leader had nothing to say.

But then a sudden voice rang out from the crowd.

“Scholar, this is also a kind of academic bias! Martial arts practitioners have it tough too, you can’t apply double standards.”

"Ok?"

This time, dozens of eyes turned to look, but they still couldn't find the person who had spoken.

"Who's speaking?" Mosen was furious, his beard bristling and eyes wide with anger.

How dare they accuse him of double standards!

Damn it, so what if I have double standards!

"Alright, alright, let's stop arguing about this. In any case, let's watch Senior Mo Sen's performance first."

A pirate wearing a fisherman's hat came out, waved his hand, and began to smooth things over.

"Humph!"

Mo Sen snorted coldly, then walked to the virtual screen.

If he finds out who's the gossip, he'll know just how high the anger of an old person can burn!

Call ~

Master He breathed a sigh of relief.

He shook his head slightly, wondering why he couldn't control his urge to complain. He was having such a hard time.

At this moment, everyone in the cabin held their breath and began to watch the second showdown between Mo Sen and An Ran.

The process is as follows—

I'll be the one to attack!

(╬￣俣)＝○

I'll guard it!

|( ??∧?｀)

After the probing ended, they flipped the table and started fighting.

━((*′д｀)yao(′д｀*))━! ! ! !

On the virtual screen, the lights in Anran's room kept flashing. At this stage, the old trick of unplugging the network cable was no longer effective.

This is a war without gunfire...

Sizzle, the light bulb above An Ran's head started to smoke.

She took back what she had just said. Her eyes were momentarily blinded by the game screen, and Anran decided to switch to a larger screen.

She simply abandoned her own room, clicked several times on the game's network intrusion interface, and finally selected the virtual screen in front of Morsen.

【confirm】

The next second, the image on the virtual screen changed to the image on the game console in An Ran's hand.

The scarlet screen prominently displays the words "YOU DIED" in the center.

Help me up, I can fight again!

The scene shifts, and Anran, controlling the game character, charges back into enemy territory.

"How dare you humiliate me!" Mosen was furious.

Although Anran's achievements surpass his, he will not give up so easily.

He began to fight with Anran for control of the virtual screen.

After the scene changed several times, Anran's game character was hacked to death by the mobs, and from the crowd, that familiar voice came again.

"She's terrible at games! I don't think we need to fight her for control of this virtual screen. We can just sit here and watch the show. If we can, we can even record it and make a video to post."

"..."

The cabin was completely silent.

How come I didn't realize you were such a clever little devil?

Even Mosen was stunned.

What you said makes a lot of sense, doesn't it?

Why dwell on this screen? If you can be open-minded, everywhere is a battlefield.

Just as Mosen was about to move the battlefield, Anran took the initiative to return the virtual screen to them.

Grass!

I felt humiliated.

She decided to switch to a rhythm game that only required hand speed and reaction time. A few seconds later, Anran snatched the virtual screen back.

Fighting is not as good as singing, and singing is not as good as dancing.

The cabin was filled with cheerful sounds.

"..."

"Alright, alright."

A respected pirate stepped forward and stopped Morsen's actions.

Why go through all that trouble?

He smashed the projection device of the virtual screen with one punch, nipping the evil influence brought by An Ran in the bud.

However, this was no problem for An Ran.

If one screen is gone, then replace it with a new one.

Finally, the pirate smashed all the projection equipment in the cabin, and even "knocked out" the AI.

“It’s quiet now,” he said.

"But the screen outside the door still..."

The pirate pulled the door shut, and the whole world became much quieter.

"As long as I can't see or hear, that's fine."

Wouldn't that be like burying one's head in the sand?

Master He opened his mouth, but ultimately swallowed his words.

The situation is not good. The people around him have realized that the "traitor" is among them. If he speaks again, he may be exposed.

Master He certainly doesn't want to go from a highly respected master to a pariah.

He listened quietly, becoming a good boy.

"Let's discuss how to attack this base first. Judging from her attitude, she probably doesn't intend to back down."

"Teach her a lesson!"