Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"..."

Gan!

Chapter 20 The First Model Worker of the Mechanicus Cult

The aftershocks of Ella and Heda's battle tore the heavily wounded Pope to pieces, and for a moment it was impossible to tell who had attacked him.

But no matter what, the blame still largely falls on Heda.

If she hadn't sabotaged things at the very beginning of the battle, the Pope wouldn't have been so badly injured. Without such a serious injury, the Pope would certainly not have been completely powerless to resist in the aftermath.

Well, after saying all that, Heda probably won't care about such a trivial matter anyway.

Anran was just a little sad.

What a waste!

A well-fed person doesn't know the hunger of a starving person.

This is a level 200 high-level BOSS. If you, Heda, don't just ignore it, don't treat it like trash!

Pooh.

Anran had originally planned to find an opportunity to arrest the Pope and put him on trial in public. This would not only allow her to complete a mission and get a bunch of game rewards, but also allow her to gain a lot of reputation in the Tyran Star Sector.

Now, all Anran has left is the "discounted" reputation.

The difference in returns is more than tenfold.

"pity."

An Ran gently shook her head.

At this moment, the person who had persuaded Heda to leave reappeared.

“This time, Heda went too far. On behalf of the War Court, I apologize to you. Let’s just let this matter go.”

"Oh."

An Ran responded, but received no reply.

"?"

A few more minutes passed, and still no one spoke. Anran realized that he had already left.

"He says he's apologizing, but he still acts all high and mighty."

An Ran muttered to herself.

After all, he is the ruler of the star field, so it's normal for him to look down on her, a junior.

An Ran raised her right hand, holding the translucent resurrection crystal in her hand.

It's a gemstone with an appealing appearance that's easy to make someone's heart flutter.

Given Heda's personality, having lost face in front of so many people, she certainly wouldn't let this matter pass easily. Didn't you see that she left a half-threatening remark before she left?

As for the other star field ruler saying that the matter was over, An Ran didn't believe it.

If Heda kills her in a fit of rage, would the Star Domain Ruler really stand up for her?

"Ha ha……"

At most, they'd just offer a couple of reprimands and then make Heda punish himself with three cups of wine.

Therefore, I still need to make myself stronger as soon as possible.

An Ran looked at her advancement task.

Actually, her trip out with Ella wasn't just about causing trouble for the Pope; it was also about completing her advancement mission.

The Mechanical Spirit Race should possess both the knowledge of psionic energy and the three-part psionic blueprint.

With Ella's connection, Anran can avoid a lot of trouble.

Otherwise, she would have to try to find something on Taobao in those super-large mechanical research institutes or companies.

Drop drop-

Just as An Ran was lost in thought, her bracelet vibrated again.

It was a message from Tszkya.

Select to connect.

"Things are getting a bit complicated," came Tszky's voice.

An Ran nodded: "It is a bit troublesome."

“Heda must really hate us both this time. Why don’t you move to Silent City? Don’t worry, the Cult of the Machines is gone, so be it. I’ll take care of you…”

An Ran shook her head and interrupted Tsycia: "No, that's not what I was talking about."

"..."

“Some people are already accusing me of being a kept man, but this level of slander won’t affect my strong will,” An Ran retorted angrily. “Am I a kept man? Xia Ji is talking nonsense, I’m clearly a kept man! If you don’t believe me, let them try how hard Ella’s fists are!”

"..."

An Ran continued, "Although these words can't really hurt me, they have still had some impact on my reputation. I will work even harder to revive Anfeng!"

"..."

An Ran shook her head repeatedly: "No matter what, this is just a small problem. The real big problem is here."

An Ran raised the resurrection crystal in her hand.

Tsykia breathed a sigh of relief. You've finally gotten back to the point.

Seeing An Ran's depressed expression, she wanted to say a few words to comfort her, and then finish what she hadn't finished saying earlier.

But An Ran didn't give Tsychia a chance at all.

"This thing is not mine after all. As long as Heda is alive, its ownership belongs to Heda. I have to find a way to make it completely mine."

Ciqiya took a deep breath, and her chest, which was even flatter than Anran's, swelled up a little.

“But even if I can’t make it completely mine, I’ll still have to make good use of it while it’s mine.” An Ran suddenly slapped her thigh as she spoke. “I’ve decided! Until the ownership issue is settled, I will train it hard, making sure it never gets a moment’s rest. I hope it can hold on!”

Why do I feel like you're doing GHS?

Ciqiya originally wanted to yell at Anran, but she eventually gave up on the idea.

"Ha ha……"

After sending those two short and powerful words to An, Tsykya hung up the phone immediately.

You damn bastard!

Fine, I'll collect your body after you die.

"..."

An Ran gave a slight twitch of her lips.

The threat posed by Heda is there. Rather than thinking about it every day and making yourself feel annoyed and unable to do things properly, it's better to put it out of your mind for now and proceed step by step according to the original plan.

“Let’s go,” Anran said to Ella.

Before heading to the Mechanical Spirit Clan, An Ran still needed to collect the money from the All-Metal Cult, otherwise her trip would have been in vain.

As soon as the spaceship was pulled out, An Ran noticed a group of people lurking around, trying to escape.

"Oh."

She flashed directly in front of the group, completely blocking their escape route.

"I never imagined that even though the Pope is dead, you would still be alive."

The survivors of the Full Metal Cult immediately cried out in protest.

"Your Excellency the Prophet, this is not our fault. It was all the High Priest's idea to cause trouble for the Cult of Machines. We were only forced to take action against you because of the High Priest's coercion!"

"Well, I... I was forced into it too."

"That's right, it was all forced by the Pope."

"Actually, we are victims too. Thanks to Your Excellency the Prophet, that bully is dead, and we have gained our freedom!"

"Your Excellency the Prophet, I have decided to abandon darkness and embrace the light, joining the Cult of the Machine God!"

"..."

Before An Ran could even speak, viewers started cursing during the resumed news broadcast.

[Pah! Shameless!]

[The licking technique was inadequate; thumbs down.]

【If I did it, I'd lick it】

It would be better to just kill them. Accepting such a person is playing with the reputation of the Mechanicus.

I think so too.

An Ran slowly raised her right hand.

The survivors on the other side immediately tensed up.

Someone shouted first, "We have money, lots and lots of money!"

Those around him immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes, this is much more money than what the Pope gave to His Excellency the Prophet!"

An Ran's eye twitched.

This temptation is truly... I have no choice but to refuse.

An Ran said, "You've got one thing wrong..."

I am calm, upright, and incorruptible! (Confirmed)

An Ran directly opened the special subspace where void energy was stored.

Like a large opening carved into a dammed lake, the torrent surged down, and the seemingly ethereal energy instantly engulfed everyone in front of An Ran.

"what happened?"