Poverty makes me capable of anything.

……

On the recreational plaza in the camp.

Anran looked at Christopher, who was reporting the news, with surprise.

"What? The prospecting fleet has been destroyed again?"

"That's right, and this situation is rather difficult to handle."

Christopher scratched his head; even if the Overlord of Enron intervened, it wouldn't make much difference.

An Ran asked, "What exactly happened?"

Christopher sighed: "The strangers say they've seen Vesta."

"You're not seeing things?"

"There is a video."

"Okay!"

An Ran's head instantly blazed with fury.

She had suspected before that this was Vesta secretly taking revenge, but she never expected it to actually be him.

This time, Vesta probably felt that if he was seeking excitement, he should go all the way, so he didn't hide anything and just jumped out.

"This is intolerable!" An Ran roared in fury.

Christopher quickly advised, "Sovereign Anran, you mustn't act impulsively. Vesta is, after all, a top-tier star system ruler. If you rashly attack him..."

It would be a miracle if they could win.

Christopher continued, "I think we should go to the Exiled Empire for mediation. Vesta's coming here to cause trouble is not only bullying our Mechanicus, but also slapping the Exiled Empire in the face."

“No need.” An Ran shook her head.

"But……"

Christopher was in a real bind.

Why is An Ran so stubborn?

An Ran straightened her back and said, "I'm going to confront him. I'm in the right, and I'm not afraid he'll beat me up!"

"You're not planning to fight him?"

"Take action? Now is not the time."

"That's good."

Christopher breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that An Ran might do something rash.

He was indeed too young.

Thinking of this, Christopher sent an open letter to the players who had been easily defeated by Vesta.

"Although the other party is the renowned Virtual Lord, Anran showed no fear whatsoever. The legitimate rights and interests of the members of the Mechanical God Cult cannot be violated!"

The players were moved once again.

Cry, all of you, cry as hard as you can!

【┭┮﹏┭┮】

No, I have to stop my wife. What if Versta attacks her?

That's right.

Stop thinking about it, Anran has already set off.

【…】

……

Vista was like a gust of wind.

He chased the sourceless whale across the starry sky, spanning an area equivalent to several Dawn Camps in diameter.

If he hadn't had to spar with that sourceless whale every now and then, An Ran really wouldn't have been able to catch up with him.

What are you doing here?

Vesta was multitasking, suppressing the Undead Whale while questioning Anran.

"You ask me? I'd like to ask you the same thing." An Ran chuckled coldly. "Destroying our Mechanicus's fleet, you certainly have a temper."

"..."

"You still want to deny it? We strangers here saw it with our own eyes!"

Vesta said with a grim face, "Aren't you afraid I'll just kill you?"

An Ran wasn't worried at all: "This is just a clone. You can try to destroy this clone of mine."

"Ha ha……"

Vesta burst out laughing.

After a long pause, he continued, "As you can see, I'm hunting the Sourceless Whale. The fleet explosion was actually an accident. I don't have time to deal with you right now. Once I catch this Sourceless Whale, I'll give you an explanation."

Anran agreed with Vesta's statement.

After witnessing Vesta's battle with the Whale of No Source, she knew Vesta wasn't lying.

The energy fluctuations are completely different.

Anran's attention was focused on something else—

This Whale Without Source is a level 237 top-tier BOSS!

How generous would the reward be if we took it down?

Her mind started to wander.

"What are you still doing here?" Vesta glared at Anran.

An Ran clasped her hands tightly together and said, "I'll help you!"

Before Vesta could agree, she had already summoned her mechanical forces without authorization.

Just as Vesta was about to make his move, Anran explained, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in the Sourceless Whale. I'm just annoyed by its destruction of the Mechanicus fleet. I want to avenge those outsiders!"

What?

Vesta was taken aback.

"Don't let it get away!"

Anran has already launched an attack on the sourceless whale.

With Vesta leading the way, there's no way they can lose!

Vesta has a million questions on his mind, but now is not the time to focus on them.

He took the lead and beat the source whale until it was bleeding from the head.

Anran followed behind, slowly dealing damage, and the challenge mission was triggered.

After chasing each other for a while, Anran and Vista crossed the Category 4 storm belt and arrived deep in the Hidden Sands.

"what is this?"

Anran stopped.

What appeared before her was a chasm with no end in sight, and she could see nothing in it.

This is true nothingness!

Chapter 47 Why does it neither fight nor retreat?

The gaps in the world are also a void.

That sense of nothingness, strictly speaking, is only the nothingness perceived visually.

There are no celestial bodies, no native life, and the existence of space itself cannot be sensed...

But this does not mean that there is no energy in the gaps between worlds, and that the rhythmic energy is far more violent than the energy held in each space.

But the "void" that appeared before An Ran at this moment truly fit the definition of a void.

There is no matter, no energy, and no temperature.

When Anran closed her eyes, she could not sense any sign of the existence of this chasm that stretched into the infinite distance.

An Ran's face was tense.

Hallucination?

Or is it just my imagination?

She also suspected that Vesta had secretly sabotaged the operation.

But that's obviously impossible.

Vesta could fool her silently, but he couldn't fool the game system.

I didn't receive any game prompts on my way here.

When she turned around, she found Vesta looking at her, his eyes revealing a hint of seriousness.

Having lived for so many years and being a mechanic who emphasizes exchanging experiences, Vesta can be described as having seen a great deal.

But he had never seen such a scene before!

Divine Realm.

The name of the world he had imagined flashed through Vesta's mind.

But if the divine realm is such a desolate place, it's definitely a shattered dream.

What should we do now?