Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"..."

Can't we still be friends?!

This is nothing but blatant jealousy.

Faced with Li Zhuying's "accusations," Zhou Jieyu looked disdainful.

Don't panic, I'll fight you after I'm familiar with this new rank.

One sentence dealt a heavy blow to Li Zhuying.

She was so angry she was practically fuming.

But the difference in levels is real, and no matter what moves she makes, she can't cross this insurmountable barrier.

Perhaps this is the luck of an S-class character.

Somewhere in the temporary base, after walking around several times, I silently shut down the forum.

Zhou Jieyu ate the meat, and I, who was next to her, also drank a sip of soup.

After completing the story missions, thanks to the rewards that veteran players looked down on, I replayed the game several times and leveled up to 62, successfully entering the rank of Advanced Mechanic.

He has already decided.

I'm going to acknowledge Zhou Jieyu as my boss in a bit!

……

Meanwhile, inside the mechanical castle.

The surviving members of the Feathered Civilization were filled with fear, watching the gray screen with trepidation.

After two consecutive bombardments, all the surveillance equipment outside the city was rendered useless.

They have lost contact with the outside world.

The man who held the position of city lord stepped forward and shouted, "Don't panic, everyone! Although we are trapped here now, this castle was built with the technology of the faithless. The attackers are very strong, but they won't be able to get in anytime soon. They've made such a commotion that the Sky Patrol System will soon detect the anomaly. As soon as reinforcements arrive, we will definitely be rescued."

A soldier who had lost an arm in the explosion leaned against the wall and suddenly chuckled, a bitter look on his face: "In the end, it was the technology of the Believers that saved us."

The rest of the people remained silent.

The city lord also sighed inwardly.

But as long as you're alive, there's hope.

He walked to the control panel, trying to find a repairable monitoring device.

During this process, he suddenly noticed something was amiss.

"This person."

The city lord stared intently at the repeated steps appearing on the surveillance screen.

These are not people from the Feathered Civilization!

How exactly did he sneak into this castle?

The city lord immediately reviewed the surveillance footage.

When he realized that he had thrown himself into the place several times...

"Cough cough."

That's fine.

The city lord watched the recording several more times.

Although he retraced his steps several times and discovered their secret, he was already dead.

"The information was not leaked, so there's no major problem."

The city lord breathed a sigh of relief.

I've never felt my body so relaxed.

He burst into laughter when he saw that the corpses disappeared automatically shortly after he died several times.

"Uh……"

"?"

Everyone else looked at the city lord in surprise.

Has he lost his mind?

"I've discovered a secret about these foreign invaders!" the city lord exclaimed with a laugh.

"secret?"

Just when I was wondering what to do, these people all gathered around.

"Yes, Secret..."

boom--

I was only halfway through my sentence when a sudden roar rang in my ears.

The city lord quickly raised his head.

With a violent tremor, he stared in disbelief at the mechanical castle roof that had leaped into the air.

Clap!

In the sky, a girl of about 10 years old makes a fist with her right hand.

The mechanical top cover shattered instantly.

Fine powder fell like raindrops.

The city lord was speechless for a moment.

He fully believed that the castle would protect him until reinforcements arrived.

But this.

Flames coalesced into arrows, forming a ring around the city lord's body, the leaping flames seeming ready to tear him to shreds at any moment.

The city lord's body trembled slightly.

"I have a question for you."

It's not surprising that the other party can speak the common language of the Feathered Civilization.

The city lord gritted his teeth.

He raised his head and rebuked, "From the first day I was sent here, I was prepared to dedicate myself. I would never betray you!"

He moved with the speed of a cheetah, leaping past the flaming arrows and rushing towards a corner of the mechanical castle.

However, he still underestimated the power contained in the flames controlled by Tsukiya.

This is, after all, a flame refined by the Star Domain Ruler.

He was burned to ashes halfway there.

The flaming arrows suddenly exploded, and not only the people in the castle, but the castle itself vanished.

"A civilization that rules over such a vast territory will always produce one or two traitors."

"Tsichya murmured."

it has started.

Next, as agreed upon with Anran, she will escort these players to the more developed planets of the Feathered Civilization.

With the translation device provided by Enron, players won't be completely lost after landing.

As for what results these players will achieve, that depends entirely on luck.

……

Mentioning traitors.

That brings us to Derrick's current predicament.

When they were first escorted back to their home planet, there was still a glimmer of hope.

Despite their differing stances, Winston, who had once served as Derrick's adjutant, made a special trip to visit him and stated that he would come again the next day.

But as the wheel of time moved to the next day, Derrick suddenly realized something was wrong.

The atmosphere in the detention cell became even more oppressive.

He didn't see Winston until the sun had set.

At first, Derrick thought it was because Winston had something come up.

Around midnight, Derrick heard a knock on the door outside the detention room.

When the door opened, his old boss, whom he had followed for nearly a century, appeared before him.

"Something terrible has happened."

Derrick was puzzled.

"We were defeated."

Then, the three words his boss uttered struck Derrick like a thunderbolt.

He quickly walked over: "Which way?"

"The Yarut Line".

That was the place where Derrick had previously been stationed.

He keenly sensed that something was wrong.

The superior said, "During the pursuit, those outsiders used the space displacement technology of the Believers. It came too suddenly, and we were completely unprepared. All the senior officers, including the front-line commander, were killed, and the troops on the defensive line also lost nearly 70% of their strength."

Derrick took a few steps back in shock, and after his heels touched the edge of the bed, he hurriedly asked, "Sir, you mean space displacement technology?"

"That's right, the space displacement technology also caused heavy losses to the Believers' fleet."

It’s over.

If this matter doesn't involve the faithless, then it's fine.