Poverty makes me capable of anything.

The vacation destination is the Elimerian Empire, far away across from Hidden Sands.

Before setting off, Anran made some arrangements near the temporary base, leaving behind a large area of ​​[time-space traps].

They also left behind a lot of psionic collapse bombs and psionic descent devices, so that the people in the base can detonate the base and escape at any time in a critical moment.

"What a long-awaited peace."

Standing on the land of Paplo, Tsykia looked on with emotion.

This planet has a strong mechanical feel.

To be honest, she didn't like this architectural style.

But ever since her relationship with Anran has heated up dramatically, Tsychia has tried to accept this cold, impersonal architecture.

After all, Anran is a mechanic.

She can't expect the mechanic to abandon himself, can she?

“I plan to develop this star system into a backup base for the Cult of the Machine God,” An Ran said.

Vacationing was only one of the purposes of this trip.

But even when it comes to work, being away from the conflicts there makes it a truly relaxing experience.

An Ran led Tsykia, Ella, and the panda on a long tour of the territory of the Elimeria Empire.

Starting from the planet Baplo, passing through places like the Blue Forest and 1886, they finally arrived at the new capital of the empire.

Inside the palace, An Ran met Empress Olena of the Empire once again.

That was in the Fallen Leaves Garden of the Autumn Palace.

Orina was intently painting on the bare, withered tree.

When she looked up, she was shocked to find a group of people standing in front of her.

Anran, Ella, Panda, and one other person I don't recognize at all...

Loli, let's just call her a loli for now.

If Tsukia hadn't been there, Orina would have thought she was hallucinating.

This was certainly not an illusion, because she clearly felt the familiar fluctuations emanating from An Ran.

The reunion of close female friends should have been a happy occasion.

But why does she feel so conflicted?

The paintbrush drew a crooked, thin line, and Orina's gaze fell on Tsykia.

An Ran is cheating on her with another little girl again!

She swallowed back the words of congratulations that welled up in her heart, and Olina didn't give An Ran a kind look.

"Hello, Sister Orina."

Ella greeted Orina first.

Looking at that unchanging face, Orina seemed to recall the past.

Compared to Anran, Ella is definitely much cuter and more sensible!

Hello, Ella.

Orina smiled as she spoke, but when her gaze fell on An Ran, she quickly suppressed her smile, gave a soft snort, and turned her head away.

"..."

Unaware of what was going on, Anran introduced Tsykia to Olina: "This is Tsykia, the lord of Silent City."

"Oh, so you're the lord of Silent City."

Orina nodded, pretending not to care.

But she soon realized something was wrong.

"What, the lord of Silent City?"

According to the information she gathered from the players, isn't Virginia the lord of Silent City?

She was clearly a goddess-level figure with a large bust and long legs.

This thing in front of me...

His height and build are not much different from Ella's.

Olina immediately understood.

Anran likes lolis.

The Star Domain Ruler should have the ability to transform.

"I never expected you to have this kind of trick up your sleeve!" Orina looked at An Ran with disdain.

"what?"

An Ran was completely bewildered.

What does this mean?

The emperor's thoughts are indeed unfathomable.

"You have the nerve to be surprised...?"

Orina began to list Anran's "crimes".

"No."

An Ran quickly explained the relationship between Tsykia and Virginia to Olina. She wasn't a pervert; why would she deliberately turn Virginia into a loli?

Olina then realized that she had misunderstood Anran.

but……

"Aren't you just going to take it to an even more elaborate level?"

One person, two bodies, capable of being both a cute girl and a masculine one, and both being rulers of star domains—truly, one can have whatever one desires.

If you're not a pervert, then who is?

"What is all this nonsense? I'm a respectable person!"

But Orina didn't believe it.

Facts speak louder than words.

You say you have nothing to do with Tsukiya? Who would believe that?

In the end, it was Ella who stepped forward.

"I'm certain that Anran and Sister Ciqia didn't do anything! They didn't do anything that Sister Olina and Anran did!"

"..."

cough cough...

Orina coughed loudly.

Ciqiya glanced sideways at Anran.

You bastard, you really did have designs on me.

During her few days in the new capital, Anran shared her plans with Orina.

Let the empire follow the path of mechanics, vigorously promote the Cult of Mechanics, and build more churches and societies affiliated with the churches in various places. The societies will replace the original Mechanics Guild.

Those who excel in the academy will have the opportunity to serve in the divine court of the Cult of Mechanism.

This was approved by Olina and a group of ministers.

Not to mention that this matter would help the Empire completely dominate the entire star field, they would be happy to do it. Even if An Ran were a "vampire", given An Ran's powerful strength, they would not dare to oppose it.

The propagation plan of the Mechanicus quickly got on track.

"The more faith I have, the less I need to worry about mental attacks."

The power of faith is a manifestation of collective will and a certain application of spiritual power.

Using the power of faith to resist mental attacks is similar to using magic to defeat magic.

Chapter 73 The Graveyard of the Black-Faced People

A month has passed since Anran's clone left the Dawn Camp.

During this period, the impact of the Coral Nebula being erased from the map did not subside; instead, it triggered a chain reaction.

That fleet of unknown origin could easily breach even the heavily guarded laboratories of the Exiled Empire. If they were to target us, how could things possibly end well?

For a time, many major powers became more wary.

I'd rather not lose ten thousand than risk something unexpected.

If we don't make adequate preparations now, it will be too late to call for help if the attackers suddenly come at us.

Unlike the War Court, they cannot mobilize a large number of reinforcements to get there in a short time.

So how can we strengthen our defenses?

Mechanical means became the preferred choice for many forces.

While magic circles, large talismans, and power stones are equally powerful and possess the ability to appear and disappear unpredictably, the repairability of mechanical devices is still more appealing.

The divine descent ceremony greatly enhanced the reputation of the Mechanicus, and in a short period of time, the Mechanicus also received a number of ship orders because of this incident.

With the help of the defense department members' propaganda, the Mechanicus's hiring department also received many requests.

They are all strangers in a foreign land, but the strangers of the Cult of Machines are different from others!

This has become the common understanding among most NPCs.

"Looks like I'll be making a fortune soon."

Anran looked at the contract documents sent by Christopher and was in a great mood.

Everything is moving in a positive direction.