Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Oh……

An Ran shook her head.

So what if he's perverted? It's not a bad thing anyway.

She even arranged for a mechanical puppet army to give a warm welcome to players who were preparing to join the Cult of Mechanism.

"This is a completely new environment, but don't panic. Just treat the Cult of Machines as your home."

"As long as you believe in the God of All Machines, we are one family!"

Looking at the mechanical golem's gentle smile, as beautiful as spring flowers in March, the players who had rushed over from the Originium Festival were so excited they almost cried.

It was rare to feel this kind of emotion from an NPC, and he felt that his broken heart was about to be healed.

He made up his mind that even if other factions offered better terms, he would not leave unless the Cult of Machines forced him out!

"Since you've just joined the Cult of the Machines, would you like to experience our special services?"

At this moment, the mechanical puppet smiled even more broadly.

"Special services?"

“That’s right.” The mechanical puppet nodded. “It’s a very interesting service. Most of the outsiders in our Mechanical God Cult have experienced it. It can bring you closer to the existing outsiders in the Mechanical God Cult and also improve your strength.”

"what?"

Is there really such a good thing?

"I want to see!"

So the mechanical puppet offered him a guidance package.

"According to big data statistics, as long as you persist in using it, your strength can be improved by more than 30%. Of course, if you are willing to purchase supporting machinery, your strength may even double!"

"This one……"

The player hesitated.

His pockets were really limited.

"How about I try out the guidance package first?"

As for purchasing mechanical items that can enhance one's strength, let's talk about that later.

He obediently paid the money and walked out of the reception area, only to find that the street vendors were hawking their wares again.

"Selling figurines! Selling figurines!"

These days, anime fans are everywhere.

He sighed and was about to meet up with the others in the guild when he suddenly heard someone shout, "We have Anran's figure and the latest model of the Psychic Servant series. Buy the whole set now and get 20% off!"

"Hey bro, how about getting an An Ran figure? It's an officially licensed figure, you can get it certified by the leader who led the escape."

"Buy now while supplies last! This brand new Anran Prophet figure is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

The player's pace gradually slowed down.

To be honest, as a newcomer, he really needs to find a way to integrate into the Cult of the Machine God as soon as possible.

"Then give me an Anran figurine."

This way, you'll have something to talk about with other veteran players.

Even if we don't talk about this, buying a figurine to display at home is a good idea.

but……

"This figure is really nice!"

After paying, the new player's eyes lit up.

An Ran, dressed in gorgeous attire, looked mysterious and noble.

It would be such a shame if such a beautiful figure didn't come with a set of Psychic Servant models.

"Boss, one more of these, please..."

At this time, shouts and calls echoed throughout the streets.

"Selling Mechanicus badges!"

"A sculpture embodying the spirit of selling mobile phones!"

"Selling Enron Gravity Hub Models!"

"Sell……"

Buy, buy, buy...

Today was another very rewarding day!

But as the player was happily counting his spoils, his face suddenly fell.

It’s over.

In a moment of excitement, he spent all his money.

I can get a refund... never mind.

It would be too embarrassing to return it now.

"Is there any way to make money quickly?" He could only humbly ask passing players for advice.

"Make money quickly? Go mine in Hidden Sands."

Mining, is that right?

Row.

After meeting up with the others in the guild, he immediately signed up to mine in Hidden Sands. He heard that this task could also earn contribution points, so it was a win-win situation!

……

“We are now competing with the Exiled Empire, and we need to find a way to attract more foreigners. You have done a very good job.”

At the impromptu meeting, An Ran commended the guilds that had made outstanding contributions.

The theme of this conference was to mobilize efforts for the exploration of hidden sandbars.

After looting Hayden, Anran is temporarily not short of metal, but the exploration plan cannot be stopped.

Who knows when an accident might happen?

It is absolutely necessary to plan ahead.

Encouraged by An Ran, the players displayed tremendous enthusiasm.

New version, new look.

It is a consensus among most players to accumulate strength as much as possible before the main storyline arrives.

Anran held a farewell banquet for the players in the square outside the Divine Court.

The grand event attracted the attention of many people, including Vesta, who had been in a relatively good mood recently.

"All you do all day long is try to grab attention; you're just wasting your talent!"

Vesta muttered a curse under his breath.

But he wasn't angry at all. So what if it's a waste? It would be a good thing if Anran could never catch up with him.

He's just greedy.

If we gave him An Ran's talent...

He may have already broken through the limitations of the Dominator rank.

"Lord Vesta".

Just then, a respectful call came from outside the door.

"what's up?"

Vesta asked.

"There is news coming from the Exiled Empire."

"Ok?"

Vesta frowned and called out, "Forward the message to me."

"Yes."

Vesta received the notification quickly.

The message was signed by Nathaniel.

"It seems to be something very important."

Otherwise, the Exile Empire wouldn't have needed Nathaniel to intervene.

Vesta opened the message and began to read it. He discovered that it was related to Silver Moonlight.

"...Leander...Originium...uh...Originium?"

Vesta paused for a moment.

Nathaniel used a tactful tone to indicate that the Exiled Empire was willing to exchange Originium with him.

The reasons are sufficient.

Vesta, as a mechanic, was unable to make better use of Originium.

The terms offered by Nathaniel were indeed tempting.

The key problem is that Vesta doesn't have Originium.

"How could I possibly possess a relic from the Originium Cult? Is Nathaniel out of his mind?"

Vesta pursed his lips.

He flipped down.

Seemingly fearing his denial, Nathaniel deliberately listed evidence to prove his suspicions.

The Exiled Empire has made some new discoveries in its recent search.