Poverty makes me capable of anything.

He desperately wanted to know An Ran's secret.

But Eternal Star Road's attitude made Vesta somewhat unhappy.

"It's not necessary to fight, is it?"

After thinking for a long time, Vesta put on a smile.

He decided to talk to An Ran first.

Chapter 16 There was originally no Myriad Machine God in this world

"Are you kidding me?"

On the way back to the planetary graveyard, Heda suddenly shouted.

Before her was a list of materials that An Ran had just had AI compile.

The total number was far beyond Heda's imagination.

After doing some calculations, she realized that she would have to use 70% of her savings over the years to fill this hole.

Not scientific!

Heda strongly suspected that Anran had deliberately given her that figure after investigating her savings.

"Hey."

An Ran shook her head.

"This is just the beginning. This list only covers the cost of materials. I haven't even factored in the labor costs yet. It will take at least two months to restore my mechanical army to its former level."

Ghosts believe.

Heda's breathing became rapid.

Even the landlord's family had no surplus grain!

She found Cissia and laid out the list: "Virginia, you're a blacksmith, do you think there's anything wrong with this list?"

Ciqiya shook her head decisively.

She had no desire to get involved in such matters.

Besides, there are many materials on Anran's list that she has never used, so who cares about their price?

Undeterred, Heda went to ask Stuart again.

Stuart just flipped through it casually and said, "I'm not really sure about this either. If you want to know, you should ask a Machine Overlord."

"..."

Heda remained silent.

An Ran said, "If you can't pay it back, just give me a little, just a token amount, I'm not greedy."

Anyway, there's still the Eternal Star Road and the Unbeliever Legion there.

Five prisoners.

They have to knock out their bone marrow.

An Ran simply did not believe that those two top civilizations would choose to abandon the star system rulers of their respective factions.

Just like Heda, who is currently in a dilemma, it's all about saving face!

One thing you can't lose is your reputation.

Especially after making a boastful promise.

"I'll go ask someone first."

Heda gritted her teeth and said, "If all else fails, we'll have to ask the War Court for some support."

Anran has sacrificed so much, don't you feel guilty about not compensating her?

"go Go."

Anran, reclining in the deck chair, looked as relaxed as an old man basking in the sun.

This was the first time she had received such treatment in the Exiled Empire.

Let alone the ordinary soldiers and Starkillers.

Even a big shot like Stewart now treats her with great respect.

Give the best food to Anran first.

On the way, they stepped aside to let Anran pass.

The address became even more respectful, with each person addressing the Prophet as "Master".

Should we address him by his given name?

Are you out of your mind?!

Do you think you can just call the Prophet by his name like that?

They practically worshipped An Ran like a god of war.

That felt so comfortable.

But even in good times, there are moments of turbulence.

Anran received the communication request the next morning.

"It was sent by Vesta."

An Ran's mind flashed with the image of that enormous ship of the future.

That was an undisputed cosmic-class war machine, one of the key factors that set Vesta apart from other mechanics.

The visitor is not good.

Anran guessed that Vesta probably came to her because she used the Sidney Gravity Nexus.

If he were to forcefully attack at this moment, his clone would surely perish.

Even with Stewart there, it wouldn't make a difference.

Because it is said that even the arbitrator Nathaniel was no match for Vista.

"Connect."

A moment later, a middle-aged man in a white robe appeared in front of An Ran.

He had a warm smile on his face and looked like a missionary.

Virtual Lord.

The renowned top-tier mechanical overlord in the [Virtual Impact] category.

"Your Excellency Anran."

Versta was the first to speak and greet them.

An Ran nodded in return: "Your Excellency, may I ask what brings you to see me?"

“I think you’ve probably guessed some of it,” Vesta said.

really.

Anran replied, "Is it because of the Sidney gravitational hub?"

“That’s right, but this is only one of them.” Vesta raised his hand and pressed it down slightly. “Don’t be nervous, I won’t blame you for this.”

An Ran raised an eyebrow.

Does the fact that they're not being blamed now mean they might be blamed in the future?

It seems he wants to gain something from me.

"Explain your purpose, Your Excellency."

An Ran looked at Vesta with a calm expression.

This expression made Vesta glance at him slightly.

interesting.

He was actually quite curious about where An Ran's confidence came from.

War Court?

That's right, the War Court is very powerful.

He's so strong that if you really go all out against him, he'll have a hard time holding his own.

But now the War Court itself is facing numerous crises, so it can't possibly care about him.

He was unaware that An Ran's confidence stemmed from having a physical clone.

Let's talk.

If negotiations break down, the worst that can happen is that my clone gets destroyed.

But once she recovers, she'll eventually dismantle Vesta's future vessel and sell it.

After a long silence, Vesta spoke up: "Actually, the main reason I came to see you this time is because the Eternal Star Path sent me an analysis report about you."

"Analysis report?" An Ran was startled.

What are you trying to do?

“That’s right, your combat analysis report in the Eagle Eye Sector,” Vesta said with a smile. “They not only let me know how fast you’ve improved, but also that you’re not just an ordinary mechanic.”

This is an attempt to sow discord!

Anran understood.

Eternal Star Road, unwilling to take action itself, encouraged Vista to deal with her.

However, judging from Vesta's attitude, it seems he doesn't want to work for Eternal Star Road for free.

What do you want?