Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"Please go ahead." An Ran sheathed her sword.

Meal card!

Harrison's brows furrowed deeply, feeling uneasy, as if An Ran was deliberately showing off her subspace.

Kara carefully examined Ella's hands, including the area around her wrists, but naturally found nothing.

This disappointed and shocked her.

"Anderson, grab that pie!" Kara raised her knife.

"it is good!"

Anderson gripped the pie tightly with both hands, and then Kara gripped the knife with both hands, gathered her strength, and slashed down fiercely.

"boom!"

"what!"

A spark flashed.

Kara was thrown back a step, her hand went numb, while Anderson fell flat on his face.

This woman really shows no mercy.

Anderson took a breath and looked closely; the pie was still intact.

Holy crap.

"how is this possible?"

Anderson sat down directly on the ground.

Kara took a deep breath, and then suddenly handed over her knife: "Try this one too."

"Anran, Anran?"

Ella didn't take the knife; she looked at Anran first.

An Ran asked, "What if this knife breaks? You're not going to make me pay for it, are you?"

It's an orange-tier item, after all; it's not cheap.

"If it gets broken, I'll give it to you."

That's a good relationship.

An Ran said directly in the special channel, "Ella, Ella, if this breaks, we'll have it as dessert later."

"Uh-huh."

Ella nodded repeatedly.

Although the knife wasn't large, it was of excellent quality, much better than the metal she usually ate.

Like Bolcher alloy, Enron is just a lump of it.

This knife is not much worse in quality than Polcher alloy.

chirp-

Ella took the knife from Kara, her eyes beginning to gleam.

This dessert is amazing; I haven't had dessert of this quality in a long time.

"Let me check it again." Seeing that Ella had already gotten into position, Kara stepped forward and checked it one more time. It concerned her beloved knife, so she had to be careful. "Alright, we can begin."

The words had barely left his lips—

"Click—"

The crisp sound quickly echoed throughout the small private room of the revolving tea restaurant.

It's broken...broken...broken.

Like a slow-motion scene in a movie, Kara watched as her beloved knife broke into pieces, easily bent at a 90-degree angle by Ella, who held one piece in her hand.

"..."

"..."

The entire tea restaurant was completely silent, save for the heavy breathing.

Hoo hoo ha ha.

These days, there are all sorts of monsters.

Two suddenly appeared right in front of us!

Harrison felt a chill run down his spine.

Slurp...

……

Put everything away and everyone took their seats again.

An Ran picked up her teacup and took a sip: "Tea worth 1000 piro is indeed different. You guys are so decadent!"

"No, no, of course we have to use the best things to entertain our distinguished guests." Walter laughed until he cried.

Caladotil was no longer in the private room; she had gone somewhere to cry.

Anderson stood to the side like an ice sculpture; in fact, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

That's damn dangerous. Those two are definitely monsters. Luckily, he didn't catch up with them last time, or he might be dead.

"So what exactly will we be discussing this time?"

Harrison took a sip of tea and then spoke.

Getting down to business immediately eased the awkward atmosphere in the private room.

You have to take responsibility for the mistakes you've made.

Walter immediately straightened his clothes and said, "I called both of you here today because there is an important matter that requires your cooperation."

"Mm." An Ran nodded.

We can't just let the owl make the sacrifices while we think we can slack off and get away with it.

"what's up?"

"Let me show you a map first." Walter pointed to Anran and Harrison and slid his finger across them.

Anran opened the file he sent.

A map.

The title is The Twin Towers Colosseum.

But in reality, there was no arena to be seen. It was a very small star map, from one planet to another, with a yellow pentagram in the middle.

"Do you know this place?"

Harrison nodded.

An Ran looked completely bewildered.

really.

Walter thought to himself, "There were rumors before that An Ran wasn't a member of the Blue Forest, and it seems that they were right."

"The Twin Towers Colosseum is located between Minglan Star and Tanghe Star, and is a giant suspended harbor orbiting the star..."

As its name suggests, this is a very famous "colosseum" built by Fitch and some nobles. The giant suspended harbor was originally a space stadium, which was later transformed into a colosseum.

Of course, it's not a place for playing Animal Chess, nor is it simply a place for "fighting" or "beasts".

Besides beasts, there are also humans fighting here.

They were trapped in the Twin Towers Colosseum with the beasts. The Colosseum would open once a month, not to let spectators in, but to open the exit, giving the first person to reach the exit the chance to leave the Colosseum.

The Twin Towers Colosseum is a bloody prison. The organizers control all the switches inside the harbor and can arbitrarily dictate the plot.

All those thrown in were officially recognized criminals, so although they were resisted by some emerging aristocratic factions, the Twin Towers Colosseum continued to operate smoothly, bringing joy and substantial broadcast revenue to Fitch and the other founders.

It's really great!

That concludes Walter's introduction.

"Are any of you locked up inside?" An Ran asked in return.

However, Walter shook his head: "No, that's not the case."

"That is……"

“That’s right, we just want to take advantage of this opportunity to release them,” Walter said.

Harrison asked, "What good opportunity?"

"The internal audit of the Sixth Expeditionary Force has concluded, and there are reports that they will be setting off soon. This is an opportunity for Fitch. You and Miss Anran are currently on Kleber, and he certainly won't let this go easily."

After all, they had made some tough statements before.

"But there's no guarantee that Fitch will come in person."

"Whether he comes in person or not, once the battle lines are pushed out, he will eventually reveal a weakness over time, and that will be your opportunity to act."

"It seems very mysterious," An Ran said. "Is there something else they're hiding from us?"

“There’s no way around it, it’s part of the plan,” Walter said with a smile. “The key to whether an opportunity will arise lies here.”

“I understand,” Harrison said.

"So what do you mean?" Walter looked at Anran and Harrison expectantly.

"Then we'll have to see how good your so-called opportunity is. The Twin Towers arena is near Fitch's lair, so he can react quickly if anything happens. If the opportunity you're talking about isn't great enough, then going there will just be suicide. We're just business partners; we won't risk our lives for your distant goal." Harrison made his stance clear.

An Ran nodded in agreement.

Although she also wanted to overthrow this broken empire, she could have used a more likely successful approach: leveraging the power of the players.

Even though the empire is vast, will it still be able to defeat a Grandmaster-level expert with a nine-figure reputation in the future?

Players will eventually grow to a level stronger than Enron was.

“Although I’m somewhat looking forward to it, I knew you would say that. Well, you’ll see when the opportunity comes.” Walter took a sip of tea. “But to ensure the smooth execution of the plan, I hope you can show yourselves on Kleber several times during this period.”