Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"Boom—"

After closing the door, An Ran first looked around the room. The equipment and materials were all ready, so she could start working.

Previously, when she handcrafted Machine Gun Warrior 1 and Butler No. 1, she had various talents and skills that added to the craft, and it took her about 3 days to complete.

Now that mechanical equipment is used, although the efficiency bonus is a little less, multiple machines can be operated at the same time to make multiple parts. Anran estimated that, with an eight-hour workday, she could make three robots in about four days, and at most complete Jiuge's order in fifteen days.

In addition, the Lord of Doomsday also ordered two robots. With the mindset that it would be foolish not to make money, Anran plans to make them here as well.

Once we get in touch with the ringleader who fled, the orders might increase.

"Let's make all the parts first."

Anran was saying this to Ella, who had become her good assistant in mechanical manufacturing.

"Ah."

Anran first taught Ella how to operate the equipment. Ella had memorized all the contents of the blueprints. As long as she knew how to use the equipment, Ella could start making these parts on her own.

The robot's body is not the focus; the focus is on the low-level intelligent chip that serves as its core.

"10 kilograms of steel."

Ella walked to the corner where the materials were piled up, muttering to herself as she reached for the steel.

She bent over, and a glint suddenly flashed in her eyes.

Huh?

Ella curiously shifted her gaze back.

As a robot, she certainly didn't think she was mistaken; she was quite certain that she had seen something different just now.

A faint light.

Ella saw it again.

"Anran, Anran, I've found something that glows!"

Ella's shout made Anran, who was standing nearby, walk over.

"What is that glowing thing?" she asked curiously.

“Here.” Ella began rummaging through the pile of metal.

Something that glows.

However, Anran only saw the metal reflecting the light, but where Ella was pointing.

Behind a gap in a pile of metal is a wall, where there is an electrical outlet.

"Hmm, it's just the light reflecting off the metal. Ella, don't worry about it. Just put these two pieces of metal on the table over there." Anran patted Ella's head.

"Mmm!" Ella took the metal and left.

Ella couldn't be mistaken.

Ella's eyes are different from human eyes; she can see things that some people cannot...

Of course, I'm not talking about ghosts.

Spying? So that's what that guy did.

An Ran calmly took some things and returned to a cutting machine.

Since cameras have already been installed, these devices have probably been tampered with.

Oh.

An Ran continued making various parts without making a sound, and she did not take any countermeasures. Everything was normal, as if she had not noticed anything.

When Anran got home that evening, she took out a few more blueprints and gave them to Ella: "Ella, make some of these things tomorrow. No need to assemble them, just make the parts."

“Okay, Anran.” Ella replied, still trying to eat the ligne biscuit in her hand.

Eating more provides enough energy to complete the evolution, allowing one to become like Anran.

Once inside the workshop, no one bothered Anran. During the day, she and Ella worked together to build robots and gain experience. After leaving the research and development center, Feilian and Anna would sometimes come to visit.

When no one visits, Anran plays games with Ella.

Whether it's an FPS game, a MOBA game, or a fighting game, the experience of playing these games is extremely enjoyable from a psychological perspective.

Furthermore, with the guidance of gaming expert Ella, their combination often achieves final victory.

The duo "An An An An" and "Ai La La" stirred up a storm on the ranked ladder.

It was only when playing fighting games that Anran was utterly humiliated by Ella; it was too tragic.

On the third day, An Ran received a reply from Zhou Jieyu.

Unbeknownst to them, Zhou Jieyu had already followed the NPC forces to the westernmost part of the Canyon Continent.

Because we are currently working on faction missions, we won't be able to return anytime soon.

However, she agreed to help Anran sell robots without even thinking about it.

Of course, we should do things that can bring us closer.

An Ran "cooperated" and helped her raise her favorability rating to 35.

Zhou Jieyu immediately felt it was a great deal.

Ugh, pfft, pfft—

Continue making robots while smiling.

Time flies, and Anran seemed to be living a retired life ahead of time. Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Now all the parts have been made; all that's left is to assemble them.

"Huh? You're going to move all these things to Jiuge's base?"

Morton was taken aback when he saw An Ran call a group of people over, and his face showed anxiety.

"Mm." An Ran nodded calmly.

"Why move it to the base? Can't we assemble it here?"

“I need to do some real-world testing during assembly, and only Jiuge’s base has the space. I also want to thank Director Morton for his help these past few days,” An Ran said with a smile.

"..."

What else could Morton say?

He had no legitimate reason to stop Anran.

Seeing that An Ran had finished making all the parts, he wanted to see how they were assembled.

After all, there is a possibility of accidents during the disassembly process that could damage the machine. It would be best to see how Enron was reassembled.

"..."

As the car drove away, Morton was in a terrible mood. He returned to the research and development center with a gloomy face, and the people he encountered on the way were so frightened that they involuntarily moved aside.

Oh……

After arriving at Jiuge's residence, An Ran was taken by Fei Lian to an open space.

"Why did you make a special trip here?" Fei Lian asked.

"Someone is trying to steal my technology."

An Ran said nonchalantly that she had no intention of giving Morton any chance. Therefore, when making robot parts, she also made a lot of parts for quadcopters, parts for super-endurance pressure cookers, parts for three-axis robotic arms, and a whole bunch of other things.

Over the next four days, Anran and Ella worked overtime to assemble all the robots.

They didn't even spare the reconnaissance quadcopter drones they had previously produced.

One machine gunner gives 20,000 experience points, and one butler gives 21000 experience points.

Anran made six of each type of robot.

In addition, there are 10200 experience points provided by the three quadcopters.

After lying low for 14 days, Anran suddenly received 256200 experience points.

With the experience I had saved up, I leveled up to level 20 in one go and still had 3200 free experience points left.

Sent.

The delivery was completed smoothly.

……

"Chief, those two robots have been brought back!"

Morton breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the news; he had been terrified when he heard that the robot was to be delivered that morning.

"Let's go, call all the other experts, we need to hurry!" Morton said.

Half a day later, in a bright workshop, two robots stood in the middle, surrounded by more than twenty people.

They all looked at the two "war machines" with delight.

If these two robots can be replicated, their value will immediately increase a hundredfold!

"First, disassemble the limbs. The most important thing is to find the control chip," Morton directed everyone present.

At first they were a little inexperienced, but as the work progressed, they became more and more skilled. The first machine gunner was the first to suffer, and was dismantled, leaving only the middle body.

"There's a slot here; the chip should be inside."

A middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the large screw next to him, and placed the drill bit of the automatic screwdriver on it.

"DiDi, DiDi..."

Ok?

The robot suddenly started emitting frequent alarms and began to glow red.

"What's going on?" Morton squeezed up from behind.

"Chief, this happened as soon as I touched it," the middleman said awkwardly.

Morton leaned over to take a look but couldn't figure it out either, so he could only say, "Move the automatic screwdriver away and take a look."

The middle-aged man immediately did as instructed, and sure enough, the alarm disappeared as soon as the machine was moved.