Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"Click-clack—"

Just as I was thinking this, the orange juice flavor suddenly heard a different sound.

Two girls stepped across the threshold of the cabin into the sunlight, and then a short man emerged from behind them...

Oh.

Just as Orange Juice was about to sneer, she froze.

That wasn't some short man at all; it was clearly a short robot.

It is about 1.3 meters tall.

human form.

After stepping over the threshold, a pair of wheels extend from under your feet, turning your forward strides into rolling motion.

"..."

The orange juice flavor was amazing.

Although the robot didn't look very appealing, it moved very nimbly, following closely behind the two girls, never leaving their side, just like the most attentive servant.

She was carrying a backpack on her back, and the most impressive thing was that she was also holding an umbrella in her hand.

This is the "Housekeeper No. 1" that Anran just created.

Pooh.

Those despicable rich people!

“Anran, Anran, there are watermelons for sale over there.” Ella suddenly pointed to orange-flavored candies.

An Ran turned her head upon hearing the sound.

A female player of normal build sat on the edge of the beach with a small chair, a wooden sign in front of her, and watermelons all around her.

It's lush and green.

Some were cut open, and some were not.

Beach, watermelon, swimsuit, and the sea—it seems like a perfect combination.

How much does a watermelon cost?

An Ran walked over and asked.

“3 to 1.” Orange Juice yawned. “These watermelons are all about the same size.”

An NPC who doesn't give her money is not cute at all.

NPCs who only give you a little money aren't cute either.

"Give me two."

Emmm...

After a moment's hesitation, An Ran picked up another bottle of sunscreen: "I'll take one of these too."

Although I'm naturally beautiful, I still need to take care of myself.

Her mindset has changed for the better, but of course, Anran still refuses to have intimate contact with men.

"The total is 56 piebalds."

The orange juice flavor finally perked up a bit, 56, which was already the biggest customer she had encountered today.

How tragic...

Back in the day, in the game "Seeking Immortals," she was a merchant who traded hundreds of millions of spirit stones in a single transaction.

Although this happened after prices collapsed.

But at least it sounds like hundreds of millions, not 56.

56.

Emmm...

An Ran pondered for a moment.

Damn, you don't think this is too expensive?

The orange juice smells so strong! This is already close to the lowest price I can offer, and you still think it's too expensive?

Emmm...

Anran was actually thinking that she only had 100 pesos in banknotes and hadn't had any change lately.

Her poverty and the taste of orange juice are poverty in a different sense.

At least, if there's nothing else to eat, Anran can still dine and dash.

XD

"Girl, want to buy a gun? I'll sell you an ordinary Warhorse pistol for a discount, only 150 pesos." As she spoke, An Ran took a pistol out of Butler No. 1's bag.

"..."

…（⊙＿⊙；）…

What is this ghost?

What is this NPC doing?

“I usually sell them to other people for 180 pesos.” As she spoke, Anran put on her merchant hat.

A weapons merchant dressed in a cute swimsuit, standing on the beach selling melons.

Orange Juice Flavor was a little confused about this game for a while.

But she clicked on Anran's shop.

The price tag for the Warhorse pistol really is 180 pesos.

If you buy this gun, you can easily resell it for 30 rupees, right?

This……

"Why don't you buy two more bottles of sunscreen?"

The orange juice flavor became incredibly authentic and vibrant.

How much does a telescope cost?

"30 for one."

Two binoculars, two bottles of sunscreen.

"Here's a few bullets for you."

Anran threw her things down and left with Ella.

Orange Juice happily put away the gun and bullets.

Butler Robot No. 1 dutifully held up the umbrella, but as soon as it reached the sand, the wheels on its feet retracted, and it switched to walking mode.

Slippers crunched on the soft sand, a slightly fishy sea breeze blew in my face, and the azure sea stretched to the horizon.

There were already many people on the wide sandy ground.

There are NPCs and players.

Some people were lying on beach chairs, some were playing in the sand, and some were swimming.

Ella and Anran each brought a watermelon to the beach.

The allure of Double 9 quickly attracted the attention of many people, but for the time being, no one dared to come over and chat, mainly because the butler No. 1 who was following closely behind was too domineering.

That's a robot, a robot that can hold an umbrella, like a bodyguard.

She walked over to an open parasol and placed the watermelon on the ground.

Then, a tablet computer was taken out of Butler No. 1's bag.

She skillfully opened the dark web and entered the backend of a certain task. The first thing that appeared in front of her was a map, and on the map, a red dot was rapidly approaching the coastline.

The coastline is the coastline of the South Island.

"Remember to stay on the back of the boat later, or don't blame me if you get accidentally hurt."

After entering this sentence, An Ran reached out, and Butler No. 1 took the tablet back.

Although its movements were a bit stiff, they were executed quite well.

“Anran, Anran, is the target almost here?” Ella asked.

"almost."

Hunting mission, reward 10 pelu.

The target is returning from the open sea in a private yacht and will soon pass by this beach and dock at a nearby harbor.

Ella sat on the sand, holding a watermelon.

"We still have a few minutes left, let's cut a watermelon first."

An Ran took out a knife and began to cut the watermelon very seriously.

It's like a simple beach vacation.

However, in autumn, the beaches will be greeted by the roar of gunfire as the waves arrive.

Chapter 45 Shadows Emerge

"Quick, quick, take a picture! Take a picture now!"

"Are you out of your mind? Why are you even taking pictures? With this level of clarity, just record a video! Stupid human!"

"..."

"What are you staring at? Hurry up, you aim at that little girl, and I'll aim at that girl cutting the melon."

"Then what should I do?"

"You? Hmm—aime on that robot."