Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Even if reinforcements arrive, it won't really change anything.

Yes, we're way too far away from that point of light right now.

Forget about reinforcements; right now, we can only rely on ourselves.

In the wasteland, a group of surviving players gathered together, communicating with each other through the chat system.

They had just climbed out of the crashed spaceship.

Behind them lay the shattered demon ship, and the deep crater created by its explosion.

This planet was already riddled with scars; this was merely adding another wound to those old ones.

From a distance, nothing unusual would be apparent at first glance.

Zhou Jieyu released the silver-white balloon in her hand and said in the team channel:

The signal jammer has been deployed; our location will not be exposed for the time being.

Thank goodness you were here, otherwise we would have arrested you the moment we landed.

[Small things, small things]

Amidst a chorus of compliments, Zhou Jieyu smiled as brightly as a flower.

This is the side effect of money power!

Today, a bizarre adventure of a money-powered individual leading an escape is about to begin.

With the crisis temporarily averted, a group of people began discussing combat plans in the team channel.

First, count how many people there are in total.

[If you're still alive, say something!]

【1】

【1】

【…】

Has the number of participants been tallied yet?

There are 21 people in total.

When the number was announced, everyone's expression turned serious.

There were at least 2000 players on one of the demon ships.

However, after the spaceship was shot down, only 21 people remained!

[This number]

The player who spoke shook his head with a wry smile.

Just over one percent.

With so few people, they're not even enough to fill the gaps in the Feathered Civilization's teeth.

[Try to look on the bright side. Even if the payout were tenfold, it wouldn't really make much of a difference. Besides, we're lucky to have survived being hit by rapid-fire cannons; those unlucky guys were blasted back to their base before they even landed.]

That's true.

He retraced his steps several times, remarking with emotion.

It's a miracle that he, a newbie who's not even level 50, survived.

Fortunately, he was sitting near Zhou Jieyu at the time.

When the spaceship broke apart, a large metal plate pierced through the restaurant, and several level 150 veteran players were cut in two.

The metal plate was only 60 centimeters away from him.

If he deviated even slightly more, the shockwave's energy would have completely depleted his health bar.

Even so, I had to take several doses of recovery medicine to get through the ordeal.

After that, good fortune came.

After retracing his steps several times, he discovered that the metal plate had become a "protective shield" in a sense, protecting him from more than a dozen crises.

Just as the spaceship was about to crash, the shields deployed by the mobile combat vehicle summoned by Zhou Jieyu enveloped him.

And so, a newbie below level 50 landed safely.

You're really something!

A veteran player patted the shoulder of the player who had retraced his steps several times.

He smiled kindly as he walked past several times.

He felt that it wasn't that he was lucky, but rather that Zhou Jieyu was incredibly lucky.

At the moment the metal plate fell, he clearly saw that it was flying towards Zhou Jieyu.

But the next second another horizontally moving metal plate crashed into us.

After the violent collision, the metal plate shifted more than two meters to the side.

The result is that it's like this now.

In any case, surviving is the greatest victory!

In short, let's get out of here as soon as possible. The real crisis will only begin after the jammer is cracked.

Where should we go?

Let's explore the area first. Leaving smoothly is probably impossible. Just wander around; you might get a quest.

After making the decision, the players embarked on a journey of exploration with Zhou Jieyu at the core.

This is not because Zhou Jieyu's financial power is too dazzling.

However, among these 21 players, Zhou Jieyu is the only one who is a decent mechanic.

Level 150, and he's carrying a bunch of mechanical items.

Even if your skill level is terrible, you're still more useful than that mechanic next to you who's below level 50.

Protecting our mechanic is a consensus reached by most players in this version!

More than half an hour after they left the crash site, a sudden gust of wind swept through the gloomy sky.

After the wind stopped, dozens of small flying machines appeared in the sky above the ruins of the Demon Ship.

The people who disembarked from the aircraft moved in an orderly fashion. They meticulously inspected every part of the ruins and finally found a signal jammer that had been rendered unusable due to overload in a valley.

"No one was found?"

"To be precise, not a single body or piece of tissue was found."

The captain of the investigation team stared at the investigation report without saying a word for a long time.

Not only was there no one there, but there wasn't even a corpse.

"Then there's only one possibility," the captain said, looking up.

"What's possible?"

The captain smiled slightly: "They don't want us to get these bodies. They're afraid we'll study them and find a way to deal with them. So even when they're escaping, they're taking the risk of cleaning up all the bodies."

"..."

"This news could be the key to our victory!" The captain was unusually excited. "You arrange for men to pursue those fleeing outsiders, and I'll go and report this intelligence immediately!"

"Yes, Captain!"

The news spread like wildfire throughout the entire Feathered Civilization.

Half an hour later, Derrick and others fighting on the front lines received orders from their superiors.

"Take them alive?"

Derrick was stunned.

Why capture them alive?

Despite achieving successive victories through strategy, the Feathered Civilization remained at a disadvantage in the war.

At this point, capturing prisoners alive would inevitably require enormous sacrifices.

"This is an order from above; you don't need to question it."

The commander uttered those words and then ignored Derrick.

Hey……

Derrick sighed.

He's now on the list, and in order to quell the discontent of the higher-ups in the tower, he has no choice but to do his best to complete the mission.

Derrick summoned his adjutant, and the two discussed the matter at length.

The next large-scale conflict is coming soon.

When Enran joined the war with his mechanical army, the balance of victory gradually tilted in favor of the allied forces.

However, this was something the Feathered Civilization had anticipated.

They're already quite satisfied that they've managed to drag this out until now.

"The first priority is to capture them alive, understand? Even if you can't capture them alive, bring back as many intact corpses as possible."

The commander's square face was filled with an unyielding and stern expression.

Derrick gazes at the distant starry sky.

There stood thousands of uniquely designed spaceships lined up side by side; these were the opponents he would face next.

Although those spaceships were not large, they were exceptionally agile, and their shield strength and main gun firepower were no less than those of large ships that were over 10 kilometers long.

They can be described as a very formidable opponent.

"I can only do my best. I can't bring myself to pay with the lives of my men."

This is Derrick's bottom line.

The war officially began.