Poverty makes me capable of anything.

No one caused trouble.

No one dared to cause trouble.

Right after Hayden and his good "friends" ran away, the Originium Worship Ceremony became a mere shell of its former self.

An Ran, who arrived "late," spent money to purchase some of the confiscated metal from other rulers. The quantity was not large, but it was still acceptable.

"How was the harvest?"

Heda, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, asked.

An Ran shrugged: "It's alright, better than nothing."

"It's a special time, after all. I still have some..."

"You absolutely must sell it to me!"

"Okay, okay, can you not be in such a hurry?" Heda said helplessly.

The Originium Worship Ceremony has come to an end.

A rising top power collapsed suddenly.

The Flanor Consortium, which was on good terms with the Originium Worship Society, was terrified, fearing that the two top civilizations would extend their reach to them.

To break this deadlock, it seems the only option is to target Enron.

Just as the Exiled Empire and the Eternal Star Road were simultaneously conducting internal investigations, the release date for version 4.0 finally arrived.

[New version, here I come!]

At noon, countless players logged into the game on time.

Passing through the final gate of the login screen, the scroll of the new version slowly unfolds.

Chapter 40 Was I scammed?

It's the air of freedom that makes me feel comfortable.

I really miss this huge square.

There seem to be a lot more people than before.

That's only compared to when it first went offline.

On the largest trading planet in Dawn Camp, players who had been missing for a long time immediately started chatting as soon as they reappeared.

Pedestrians on the roadside were already used to this.

The only thing that surprised me was—

"It's been almost two years since they came back this time. I thought they were never coming back."

"It's been almost two years?"

The player who was just expressing his feelings was startled.

They quickly connected to the interstellar network to see what major events had occurred while they were away.

The news was quite mixed, but thanks to the summaries compiled by those players who specialize in news columns.

In short, there are two major events recently—

The pursuit of the Chain of Judgment and the continued pursuit of Silver Moonlight.

Actually, it all boils down to one thing: they're all arresting people anyway, so there's not much difference.

Moreover, the reasons for the rise of arrest operations are the same.

What's going on here?

After watching the summary video, the players were completely confused. Was the fight caused by unequal distribution of spoils?

Even the two most advanced civilizations have not yet reached a conclusion.

Unless the tentacle monster that caused the trouble can be caught, the truth will remain forever buried.

This sparked a wave of speculation about the truth among players.

While these players were having a great time, another group of players were left heartbroken.

The territory once ruled by the Originium Worship Society.

The wind was somewhat bleak.

The wind felt like knives cutting into my skin.

"No, the Originium Worship Ceremony is over."

The guild leader looked utterly dejected.

The towering church palace was taken over by the army from the exiled empire.

The stone monument that stood in the center of the square has long since disappeared. According to passersby, it was smashed by believers who felt betrayed.

What's most disheartening is that the once bustling trading post is now completely deserted.

Not to mention the expensive equipment, even the small stools placed by the roadside were taken away.

One player made a comparison video.

The first half was bustling with noise, but in the second half, even the video footage turned grayish-white.

With the mournful sound of the wind, I felt like I was walking in a deserted city after the apocalypse, the world as quiet as if it were dead.

The word "miserable" is highlighted.

It was heartbreaking to watch, let alone for the players standing in the trading post.

Especially when they see the unfinished tasks on the panel simply disappear~

It should be accompanied by a poem called "A Spray of Plum Blossoms".

Then he shouted, "No, why!"

Kind-hearted players stepped forward to comfort the players in the trading post.

Oh, please accept my condolences.

Don't be too sad; these things happen occasionally.

Cheer up! What's there to be afraid of? At worst, you can start over!

Players from the Cult of Mechanics also stepped forward to help others.

【That's right, look at our Skyward Guild, didn't we switch factions back then? Given the nature of the Originium Worship Ceremony, it was bound to collapse sooner or later. In fact, an early collapse is a good thing. We're in version 4.0 now, the early stages of a major update, so switching factions is the perfect opportunity! Come on, join our Mechanicus Cult!】

Warhammer Guild welcomes this.

The Red House Guild also expressed its welcome.

Our Mechanicus cult is known for its excellent treatment of its members.

Is Anran no longer appealing?

Come on, let's have some fun!

Actually, there are quite a few factions trying to recruit people, but upon closer inspection, it seems that the players from the Mechanical God Cult are the most convincing.

No matter how eloquent you are, it's not as useful as having real examples in front of you.

"Hey."

After an emergency discussion, the management teams of those major guilds reached a consensus.

"Go to the Cult of Machines."

It seems there's no better option.

The Eternal Star Path and the Legion of the Unbelievers are too far apart.

It would be hard to find a faction within the Exiled Empire that offers better treatment than the Mechanicus.

It's not that there's none at all, but Anran's faith provides a significant boost.

After making their decision, most of the Originium Worship Club members embarked on their journey to the Dawn Camp.

They didn't forget to hurl a few insults on the forum—

[Lao Tzu and the Chain of Judgment are not over yet!]

One day we will destroy the Chain of Judgment!

I refuse to believe that these idiots from the Chain of Judgment would dare to lay a hand on the Mechanicus.

My wife Anran will definitely be able to handle them perfectly.

When Anran stumbled upon the relevant post on the forum, she had just paused her analysis of the pioneer technology.

"emmm..."

An Ran's expression was slightly subtle.

how to say.

She was the one who instigated the Chain of Judgment to blow up the Originium Worship Society, but unexpectedly, the players in the Originium Worship Society faction were tricked into joining the Cult of Machines.

Come on then.

They came hoping she could destroy the Chain of Judgment.

"I'll kill myself?"

nonexistent.

An Ran felt a faint sense of pleasure.

It's similar to NTR (Netorare, a form of sexual assault) on someone else.

When viewed from the perspective of a contemporary blond-haired man...

In short, as long as you're happy, that's all that matters.

Am I a bit of a pervert?