Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Monet turned around: "Do you know why I arrested those people?"

"Appreciate further details."

“There’s a man named Prit in there. He holds a high position in the Feathered Civilization. I think he should know the secrets of the Feathered Civilization.”

As soon as she finished speaking, An Ran glared at Derrick.

At this time, you must not act impulsively.

Derrick took a deep breath; he was simply annoyed that people everywhere were eyeing the Feathered Civilization.

An Ran said, "So Lord Monet wants to uncover the secret of civilization?"

"That's right, there's also a tree of origins and a map of species origins."

"Did Pritt tell you that?" Anran asked.

Monet smiled but remained silent.

An Ran shrugged: "I can tell you definitively, Lord Monet, that the Origin Tree was destroyed in the war, but as for the Species Origin Chart, it is indeed in my possession."

Monet's pupils constricted slightly.

"If you tell me what you plan to do with this, I can choose to trade with you."

Monet said, "It seems those people are very important."

An Ran smiled and said, "It's not that those few people are important, but that this map of the origin of species is useless to me."

Monet was startled: "Why?"

"I don't understand it at all. For me, the disadvantages far outweigh the advantages."

"Well."

Monet took a step back.

This reason is simply irrefutable!

Facing An Ran's clear eyes, Monet did not intend to hide anything: "I plan to use the secrets of the Feathered Civilization to stimulate the potential of the subhuman race."

"A good idea."

After friendly exchanges, Anran and Monet reached an agreement.

As Monet sent someone to bring Pritt and the others over, Derrick quietly asked, "Why did you agree to exchange such a valuable thing as the Map of the Origin of Species for these people?"

An Ran replied, "I don't want everyone to be eyeing me. Therefore, if someone is willing to trade with me, I won't refuse as long as the price isn't too low."

It turned out to be the case.

Doing this can indeed save a lot of trouble.

For most people, the map of origin of species is actually not very useful, but that doesn't stop them from thinking about it.

"The person has been brought."

About ten minutes later, Monet brought up the people who were imprisoned in the dungeon.

As promised, Anran forwarded the rubbings of the map of the origin of species to Monet.

"Happy cooperation!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

A few minutes later, at the foot of Spiral Mountain.

Pritt, locked in the cage, looked at Anran with trepidation.

How could he possibly forget that face!

If she hadn't stolen the space displacement technology from the Believers, the Feathered Civilization wouldn't have been defeated so quickly, and their plans wouldn't have suddenly failed.

“Don’t just look at me, you should also look at the person next to you,” An Ran said.

beside?

Pritt's gaze fell on Derrick.

Is this a "ferocious beast" he has never seen before?

An Ran asked, "Do you know who this is?"

Pritt trembled as he felt an intense killing intent, which had solidified and was wrapped around him.

boom.

Pritt's legs buckled and he fell to the ground.

It’s over.

At first, he thought someone was coming to rescue him, but what he got was an even more terrifying Anran than Monet.

"How boring."

Seeing Pritt's expression, Derrick shook his head.

He never had any obsession with revenge; he just wanted to find some achievable goals to pass the time in his broken life.

Derrick tapped the cage lightly.

Prit looked up at him.

He said, "I am Derrick."

Pritt paused for a moment, then his face contorted in shock.

That's because they were scared.

"Derrick? No, Derrick doesn't look like that, and he's dead!"

"Yes, it didn't originally look like this, thanks to you all."

Derrick raised his hand.

With a look of terror in Pritt's eyes, he pressed down on the cage and then squeezed it tightly.

Snapped--

Anran heard the sound of the balloon bursting.

The cage and the person were both gone; nothing was left.

The other three people had already collapsed to the ground.

Derrick laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in torturing you."

After effortlessly executing these people, Derrick glanced at Anran.

This guy has eyes that can see right through people.

Being by her side might really make this boring life more interesting.

At this moment, An Ran also received a notification that the task was completed.

Gained 1 million experience points, Derrick's favorability increased by 20.

This should count as completing the preliminary assessment for the important task, right?

Anran nodded in satisfaction.

“Since we’ve come all this way, why don’t we stay here and play for a while?” Anran said to Derrick.

Derrick had no objection.

After failing to call Tsykya, Anran said, "You wander around here for a bit, I'll go and call those little guys back."

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

Anran found Ciqiya in front of a barbecue restaurant.

Ella and Panda were trying to persuade her to leave, but Tsykia grabbed the door and stared at the skewers with sparkling eyes.

"emmm..."

An Ran reached out and touched her forehead.

She thought something terrible had happened.

"Want some?" An Ran asked.

Ciqiya nodded repeatedly.

"Let me treat you."

That's what she said, but An Ran still couldn't help asking, "Aren't you rich yourself?"

Ciqiya pouted and retorted, "Can the taste of what you treat yourself be the same as what you buy yourself?"

"That's true."

Anran gave Ciqiya a large bunch of kebabs, and also shared some with Ella and the panda.

tear-

Taking a bite, Anran muttered to herself, "Actually, the taste isn't anything special."

But the three little girls ate with great relish.

Because she invited them?

Anran said, "Let's go, let's meet up with Derrick."

After passing through the bustling main street, we arrived near Spiral Mountain.

An Ran suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Tsykya, who was wiping her hands with her head down, bumped into Anran's lower back.

"Why have you stopped?"

Ciqiya asked in confusion.

"Shh-"

An Ran made a shushing gesture and pointed to the opposite side.

Tsykya poked her head out from Anran's side.