Poverty makes me capable of anything.

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Nizel received the message.

After hesitating for a moment, he replied decisively, "I can't go back."

"You want to get involved in the affairs of the Mechanicus and future technology?"

Nigel shook his head: "No, I just want to continue with the plan I made before I came here."

"The situation is unclear right now, you..."

"It is precisely because the situation is unclear that we must persevere at this time."

"..."

“Report to the president and the others. We can’t afford to miss this opportunity again. I’ll wait for your reply, but let me make this clear: even if the president disagrees, I won’t come back.” Nezel’s expression was firm.

He gazed at the Mechanicus border post that had come into view.

"I understand."

The person who was in contact with him sighed and temporarily put down the communicator.

A few minutes later, Nizel received good news.

“I will contact Anran immediately.”

Nizel clenched his fists.

If he fails, he might be pushed out to take the blame.

But if he succeeds, his position within the Flora Noor consortium will rise dramatically.

Before long, Nezel received a response from the Mechanicus.

"Hello, I am Nezel from the Flanor Foundation..."

After briefly introducing himself and his purpose, Nizel nervously stared at the serious-looking figure opposite him.

An Qianqian.

She came from the neighboring star system with An Ran and can be considered an elder of the Mechanical God Cult. Although she does not participate in daily management, she is currently the new hope of the Giant Spirit Clan.

They had met during the internal strife of the Giant Spirit Clan.

An Qianqian replied, "An Ran is not here."

"Not here?"

Nigel was taken aback.

Is this just an excuse?

"She went to deal with Boschlia."

"what."

Nigel suddenly realized that he had forgotten this; it must have been because he was too nervous just now.

"I'll let Anran know later," An Qianqian said.

"Then please."

Nizel nodded.

That's the only way to do it.

If only he had been earlier... he could have gone to the front to watch the game.

Because he arrived late, all the good viewing spots were taken, and Nizel could only watch the broadcast from a very far distance.

"This is a battle between Sovereigns."

"What a pity, they beat us to it."

"Speaking of which, An Ran hasn't made a move in a long time."

"Our opponent is Boschlia, a company with a future of technology. I don't think Enron can win."

"That's hard to say, considering how quickly An Ran has progressed."

"Even if it's fast, it shouldn't reach that level all at once, right?"

"What do you think will happen if An Ran loses?"

"Well... the situation for the Cult of Machines will probably be very difficult in the coming period of time."

In the crowded area, countless voices rang in Naizer's ears.

He clenched his fists and looked up at An Ran's figure appearing on the big screen, dressed in a gorgeous long dress, just like the [Prophet's Descent] figurine.

Something's off?

When Anran is fighting, doesn't she always wear that tight-fitting combat suit that accentuates her figure? Actually, she doesn't have much of a figure, she just looks very serious.

do not care.

Nizel raised his hands high above his head.

Go Anran! You must defeat Boschlia!

Meanwhile, in the War Court arbitrator's office, Nathaniel was also watching the broadcast of the battle.

Things changed much faster than I expected.

Nathaniel said to the captain of the guard.

The head guard simply nodded.

Nathaniel had originally intended to subtly inquire about the agreement that Enron and Vesta had reached.

It now seems that he was wrong.

Vesta never intended to let An Ran go; he just changed his approach.

……

In the pitch-black starry sky, Anran, dressed in a gorgeous long dress, looked at the expressionless Boschlia with great interest.

This was their first meeting.

It's a pity we met in this way.

Even more regrettably, Anran did not receive any challenge missions from the game.

Who told Boschlia to be of a lower rank than her?

Anran's level is 229, while Boschlia's level is exactly one level lower than hers.

While it's possible to trigger a challenge quest if you're at the same level, there's absolutely no chance of that happening when facing a boss of a lower level.

"What a pity."

Anran sighed.

In fact, she did receive a mission called "Sanctions of Future Technology".

Defeating Boschlia will grant you 3000 billion free experience points and a blueprint called "Time-Space Fall," an advanced version of "Time-Space Trap." This blueprint breaks through the original limitations, possessing greater explosive power and the ability to automatically track targets.

The mission rewards were pretty good, but Anran regretted that she couldn't accept two missions at the same time.

Before the fight officially began, An Ran asked, "Did Vesta send you?"

"Yes."

Boschlia nodded.

He also brought a reason for coming.

"I also came here for Sidney."

"Oh?"

An Ran raised an eyebrow.

Boschlia smiled and said, "Sidney died because of the attack on you. He took the risks he was supposed to take, and he died a just death. But he was, after all, a member of our future technology, and I'm here today to demand an explanation."

"Ah."

An Ran nodded.

Boschlia said, "If Lord Enran is defeated, just give the word and I will stop immediately."

"I'll say the same thing to you."

Boschlia shook her head with a smile.

Failure?

He hadn't actually considered that.

At this moment, Boschlia slowly raised his right hand.

Two enormous metal boxes suddenly appeared behind him, floating silently in the starry sky.

"and many more!"

An Ran suddenly reached out to stop Boschlia.

"how?"