Poverty makes me capable of anything.

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Without thinking much about it, I first cleaned the wound with disinfectant, and then applied hemostatic and recovery medication.

After wrapping my abdomen and thighs with bandages several times, and taking care of everything, I finally got everything done.

An Ran finally loosened her clenched teeth.

It was quite painful when she treated the wound, since her technique was rather clumsy. I had to endure it to avoid making any strange noises.

An Ran frowned as she looked at the clothes she had taken off.

Not only was it covered in dust, but it was also stained with blood in many places, making it clearly unsuitable to wear.

The pants weren't in much better condition either, with several scratches, though the bloodstains were slightly less.

But you can't just wander around without pants, wearing only your panties.

An Ran pulled her pants up. As for her clothes, they were really unwearable. Her tank top had only a small tear, and there was a bandage inside. Although it exposed her belly, it actually highlighted the toned and agile figure of the sporty girl rather than anything else.

"call--"

After tidying up her appearance, An Ran finally had time to summarize what she had learned from the mission.

Ignore the two randomized treasure chests for now; even if you take them out, Anran can't carry them anymore.

The rewards are mainly "virtual".

The Morning Star Hunter title has been upgraded to Lv3, and the attribute bonuses have changed to—

Health +300, Strength +7, Agility +5, Stamina +3.

Current free experience balance: 90900.

After deducting 6.

Upgrade the junior mechanic to level 13.

按照智力+3、精神+1、敏捷+1的方式把增加的5个属性点用完，依然储存3个，至于技能点安然暂时没动。

Despite only leveling up once, Anran's various attributes experienced a leap in growth.

Health: 297/650

Stamina: 155/420

六围：力量25、敏捷28、耐力33、智力45、精神14、魅力7

(A promising strength lies hidden within its small body, and even its "weak" spirit sprouts in the cold winter.)

"..."

My physical condition is not very good.

An Ran's mental state is also not very good.

Young?

poor and weak?

An Ran felt like punching someone after seeing this.

This ridiculous game comment system kept stimulating her senses.

She felt like she wanted to fight the air.

She closed the attribute panel, searched her surroundings, found no one, and sat down again to look up at the sky.

As the sun sets and dusk falls, the world begins to turn.

A thin mist enveloped the canyon.

The evening breeze was cool, and it made An Ran shiver as it blew against her exposed lower abdomen; she felt a little weak.

She rubbed her hands together and breathed on them. In this cool canyon, the only way to feel some warmth was to curl up in a ball.

Fortunately, it didn't rain, otherwise it would have been truly pitiful, weak, and helpless.

Actually, Anran can eat a lot too!

They hadn't eaten for half a day, mainly because they had exhausted too much energy in the constant fighting.

Gradually, a wave of sleepiness washed over me.

Anran put on her jetpack and then hugged her tool bag and first-aid kit tightly.

And so I entered a state of rest.

She didn't dare to sleep too soundly, and fell asleep in a rather awkward position, waking up immediately at the slightest sound.

If there were a dimensional space where I could store things, I wouldn't have to go through all this trouble.

An Ran, asleep, had a glistening tear at the corner of her mouth.

Hehehe...

a long time.

"Swish..."

"rustle……"

The soft, grating sounds kept bothering Anran's ears.

She opened her eyes somewhat irritably. Although she was in a bad mood, her body tensed up quickly, and her right hand unconsciously pressed against the last pistol.

"Swish..."

"Cuckoo..."

The sound continued, seemingly coming from below.

An Ran loosened her backpack and tiptoed to the edge of the platform.

Even under the soft moonlight, she still couldn't see very clearly.

After looking around for a long time, I finally noticed that there was a person lying on another protruding platform below.

Anran pressed her ear close to the ground.

I could vaguely hear that person making threats.

"Haha, I'm finally dead! I've survived this ordeal. Damn woman, I'm not dead this time, I'll definitely get my revenge next time!"

"vomit--"

"If I don't fuck you to death, I'll change my name!"

"**, ***!"

The sound of the wind made the man's voice sound a little off, but An Ran didn't notice it at first.

All I know is that he was hurling vile and offensive insults.

But when An Ran heard the classic line, "Write my name backwards," she immediately realized something.

Hmm, isn't this that idiot Gerber?

An Ran narrowed her eyes, revealing a dangerous glint in them.

Want to reverse the name?

You're such a clever little devil, I'll be merciful and grant your wish today.

The mechanical leg has about one unit of energy left, and the jetpack also has plenty of energy.

As Gerber coughed up blood and fantasized about how he would pose with Heloise after capturing her, he was completely unaware of a small figure appearing behind him.

Only the "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sound made Gerber frown.

He moved his right arm forward, as if to crawl forward.

However, at that moment, Gerber suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, and a tremendous force pressed down on him, causing his face to slam directly into the mud.

"Waaaaah—"

With his nose and mouth blocked, Gerber could only make whimpering noises.

The sound was still very soft.

Suddenly attacked, boundless fear overwhelmed Gerber like a tidal wave.

Revenge, Heloise, 18 positions—all fantasies about sex were shattered.

The tide of darkness instantly transformed into a blood-red torrent.

The breath of death was drawing ever closer.

No, no!

Gerber struggled desperately.

But he was too badly injured.

"Oh--"

An Ran's lips curled into a cold smile.