Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Its body was taut, and an incredibly dazzling white light burst forth from its core, like a supernova about to explode.

The energy was surging and its intensity was astonishing.

Wayne and the others instinctively took a step back.

They saw that a large number of psionic creations suddenly appeared in front of An Ran, who hadn't moved much before, forming a wall.

"emission!"

With Anran's command, the psionic servant, along with the spindle-shaped monster on its body, became the target of psionic creations.

But it's not over yet.

An Ran raised her hand and sucked a small monster over, stuffing it into a box the size of an egg.

Then, An Ran gently popped open the box and flung out the annihilation particles stored inside.

slam-la-

In the blink of an eye, those spindle-shaped monsters turned into dust in large swaths, and in the end, not even dust remained; they vanished completely into nothingness.

Seeing this, the spindle-shaped monsters that had been trying to attach themselves to the psionic servants finally changed their targets.

This food may be delicious, but it hides a deadly danger.

The psionic follower turned around, saw the horrific state of its chest, and Anran's vision went black.

The chest was scraped clean, leaving a noticeable color difference, so much so that when Anran looked at it suddenly, she thought it was wearing a light blue cover.

"..."

No one laughed.

They are all professionally trained, and they can hold back their laughter no matter how funny it is.

This brought An Ran a sense of relief; otherwise, she would have been tempted to kill someone.

An Ran temporarily put away the psionic servant.

With the psionic war golem array present, it's enough to hold the fort.

An Ran felt a secret sense of satisfaction as she watched the monster being beaten and knocked around.

But as she enjoyed herself, Anran sensed something was amiss.

So many spindle-shaped monsters suddenly swarmed over, but why are they all concentrated around the psionic servant's chest, biting at him?

At first, there were still many that had landed on the arms of the psionic servants.

Is it because that place is special?

The psychic servant's psychic core is located in its abdomen, so it's clear that those monsters weren't after the psychic energy.

"Sublimated Material!"

This thought suddenly popped into An Ran's mind.

Not long after she obtained the blueprints for the sublimated material, its production was currently very low, so she only modified the chest area of ​​the psionic servant, since that was the main cannon firing area.

Anran remembered that the blueprint description mentioned that the sublimation material was the material used to make the star path.

If these monsters treat the star path as food...

The consequences will be severe.

An Ran frowned.

In the few seconds she was thinking, Wayne and the others intensified their beating of the monster.

Its body came together and then dispersed, dispersed and then came together again.

Finally, in a massive explosion, the shuttle-shaped monster was blasted into countless stars, seemingly never to come back together.

"In this way, the crisis is temporarily averted."

Wayne suppressed his aura. He hadn't had time to dispel the energy left by the wrong path, so his entire arm was now red and swollen, twice as thick as before.

The others also smiled.

Although the Coral Nebula was completely erased from the map, fortunately, the two laboratories of the Exiled Empire were preserved, so the outcome was still good.

"return……"

An Ran stopped herself from speaking when she was about to say it.

She didn't receive any game notifications, which means the monster wasn't dead.

But she couldn't explain this to anyone else.

If someone asks, "How did you know?"

An Ran couldn't answer, so she could only pretend to be stupid.

The players below couldn't do anything about it either.

The battle was too far away for them to intervene.

……

Inside Laboratory 1.

Near the dimly lit warehouse, the temperature was slightly warm.

A defense communications soldier standing in the corridor kept fanning himself.

Strangely enough, the temperature of a laboratory base floating in the starry sky shouldn't be this high.

The sweltering heat made the communications soldier increasingly irritable. He had originally intended to contact the researchers who had already evacuated, but now he decided to postpone it.

"Anyway, there's no rush."

Perhaps we should first check if there's a problem with the ventilation system, causing it to transfer heat from other areas.

The communications soldier walked to a fence located on the wall.

He suddenly felt that the air was a little damp. The communications soldier reached out and touched his cheek. It was wet and a little itchy.

Did you get bitten by an insect?

"No, how could there be bugs in a place like this?"

The communications soldier shook his head. He suddenly felt thirsty and thought he should get some water.

But just as he was about to turn around, a strange pressure suddenly surged up, and he began to have difficulty breathing.

There's something behind me.

A chilling coldness crept up from the back of his neck, clinging to him like a spiderweb, piercing straight into his heart.

The communications soldier couldn't help but shudder.

We can't turn back; we must notify the others!

The communications soldier moved his trembling legs forward, one step, two steps... one meter, two meters...

pat-

At that moment, the lights in the corridor suddenly went out.

He felt something gently stroking his back.

Following the clothes, I climbed upwards along with the fear in my heart.

As the chill passed over his shoulder, the communications soldier suddenly looked down and saw a shuttle appear before his eyes.

……

"Alarm! Alarm..."

The calm lasted for less than ten minutes.

At that moment, the annoying alarm sounded again in the defense department's monitoring room.

The alarm originated inside the laboratory.

Images flashed before Wayne's eyes.

A shriveled corpse, a shriveled corpse...

Without exception.

In one video, he also saw a small, spindle-shaped monster suddenly dart past.

Wayne's face was ashen, and he clenched his fists.

An Ran rolled her eyes.

Alright, now without her reminder, the monster has come out on its own. I just don't know how it got into the lab.

This enormous laboratory was nothing in the eyes of the Starfield Overlord, but Wayne dared not simply smash it to pieces.

The research data stored there is too valuable; he can't afford to lose it.

"Immediately mobilize the defense department's personnel," Wayne said.

Another star system overlord from the Defense Department whispered a reminder: "Director Wayne, we don't have enough manpower."

"..."

Wayne paused for a moment, then said, "Then let's activate the self-purification device to buy some time while we go in and clean it up."

"Yes."

That being said, the morale of the group was not very high.

I've lost face big time.

That monster actually managed to get into the laboratory.

The outcome of Experiment 1 is unlikely to be good.

After taking two steps forward, Wayne suddenly stopped.

He found his target.

Yes, the defense department is short-handed, and sending in other people who are not strong enough would just be sending them to their deaths.

But the group of players following An Ran were different.