Poverty makes me capable of anything.

He was still in a daze when he was dragged away.

The seemingly weaker "useless governor" Fitch crushed two robots he couldn't defeat with a single hand.

Just how powerful is the Governor?

Roderick fell into deep thought.

"Well--"

Before Roderick could even express his thoughts, he was dragged down the threshold.

"Your Excellency..."

Everyone in the room was at a loss for what expression to make.

"Take this pile of garbage away, don't let it offend the Governor's eyes!" someone jumped out and gestured.

"Just leave it there."

Fitch didn't even turn his head; he just waved.

"Yes...yes," the person quickly replied.

“Your Excellency, Roderick’s negligence almost led to disaster. I suggest he be thrown directly into the Twin Towers Colosseum!”

"..."

Emmm...

They didn't miss the slightest opportunity to strike at their opponents.

It cannot be repaired.

"We'll see."

Fitch walked toward Harrison's bound man.

"..."

Don't come any closer!

The man struggled incessantly. He had initially thought Fitch was a greasy middle-aged man he could easily kill, but who knew he was so strong.

“Let’s continue,” Fitch said with a sneer.

“I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you, Harrison and his men went to raid the Twin Towers Colosseum.”

Seeing that Fitch had gripped the whip again, he quickly shouted.

"A sneak attack on the Twin Towers Colosseum?"

Fitch frowned.

"Governor!" At that moment, a young man in a black military uniform stepped forward. "Although those two robots were destroyed, I'm worried that our location has been exposed, and the rebels might attack this place! Should we move?"

Fitch finally turned around: "You've thought this through very well. But..."

He sneered, "With the Glorious Holy Glory Rig here, why should I fear a bunch of insignificant rebels! Shoot down any ships or vehicles that ignore our warnings and approach. This is your job!"

"Yes!"

The young officer saluted and then left.

"You all should go out too. I need to have a good talk with him."

He was referring to the person who was tied up. The others nodded, not daring to say anything, and left the basement one by one. The original owner of the basement was grinning from ear to ear, saying, "Governor, please enjoy yourself," before leaving.

In the end, only the not-so-tall and imposing Governor Fitch and the shirtless "prisoner" remained in the basement.

“Go on.”

Fitch squinted, the handle of the whip clapping repeatedly in his left hand, the cracking sound making the man panic.

"I said, it's like this..."

The prisoner didn't know much. He only knew that Harrison was going to attack the Twin Towers Colosseum, but he didn't know who Harrison was working with or why he was going to attack the Colosseum.

"..."

Fitch squinted and sized up the prisoner.

Even with several bloodstains on his body, he still looked strong and powerful, with well-defined muscles, and his bronze skin further indicated his good health.

It's really hard not to be satisfied!

Snapped!

A whip lashed out hard, striking the old wound.

"Ah!" the prisoner cried out.

He cried out, enduring the pain, "I've already said it, you..."

"what!"

Well-developed pectoral muscles.

"what!"

Eight-pack abs.

"what!"

And the arm muscles were taut.

"what!"

They were all brutally smashed and pulverized.

The torture continued, Fitch's eyes gleaming with ferocity, his face beginning to flush with a sickly red. As time slowly passed, the wails in the basement finally subsided.

Oh.

Fitch threw the whip onto the shelf beside him. He looked at his thin body, which could soon be discarded. He only needed to wait another year for a new life!

All of this is thanks to the amazing power of alchemy!

Fitch raised his hands high, and only after a long while did he lower them, staring at the prisoner's broken body for a while before smiling and leaving the basement.

"Your Excellency! The Glorious Holy Glory Rig has spotted an unidentified force approaching from afar!"

He had just stepped outside when someone rushed over to report.

"go!"

Fitch strode ahead. He was experienced and had been through countless battles. There wasn't a single trace of blood on his body, except for the bloodshot eyes that hadn't faded.

……

"Captain, are we really going to go? With that ship in our heavy weapons, we can't get close at all, and we don't even know if Fitch is really here," a blond-haired man earnestly advised Walter.

This is all the elite troops they've deployed to Kleber. If they're wiped out here, the losses will be enormous.

Walter's eyes flickered uncertainly. He knew he couldn't act impulsively, but sometimes, if you don't take risks, you'll just watch opportunities slip away.

"Let's test the waters first," Walter said, opting for a compromise.

One must not act impulsively, but neither should one be cowardly.

"Let's send someone over first... wait!"

As he spoke, Walter's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth opened, and he stared blankly at the area below the Glorious Holy Glory Rig.

"Captain, what's going on?"

“Look…” Walter lowered his voice.

He read it.

Then I was stunned, damn it.

The governor of the Azure Forest, Fitch, the fourth son of the third generation of the Rigg family, emerged from a building accompanied by several people. More importantly, Fitch was walking in their direction.

He was wearing a loose military overcoat, a flat-topped hat, and the Governor's Medal, a symbol of power, pinned to his chest. The men beside him were talking anxiously.

Has word already reached us about the Twin Towers Colosseum?

Walter frowned. That wasn't the point; this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If he can kill Fitch with a single shot here, he will become a hero on the Night Owl's journey to conquer the Blue Forest!

The character "英" (Ying) is printed on the right eye, and the character "雄" (Xiong) is printed on the left

The flame is in the middle.

Walter ambitiously raised a shoulder-mounted laser emitter.

team leader.

The person next to him narrowed his eyes and also raised a similar launcher.

Not far away.

“Governor, this is far too dangerous. If anything happens to you, the entire Blue Ocean Forest will be thrown into chaos.”

The henchmen wanted to stop Fitch, but they didn't dare to actually reach out, so they could only follow Fitch forward.

The launcher will be fully charged in five seconds.

Even if you have protective combat gear on, it absolutely cannot stop it!

Right now.

Walter screamed "Die!" in his mind and slammed the launch button.

boom!

Two laser beams simultaneously flew toward the spot where Fitch had just been standing.

Yes, just now.

Just as they pressed the launch button, Fitch had already dodged away from his spot and rushed towards Walter's location at a speed Walter could hardly comprehend.

A series of exclamations followed.

"Governor-General—"

boom!