Poverty makes me capable of anything.

With a crash, the communication device on the table was smashed to pieces by Fitch. His breathing became rapid, and an unusual bloodshot appeared in his eyes.

boom!

Fitch flung the door open; the people who had been called over were still waiting outside.

"Did you locate your position just now?"

what?

The leader jumped when someone suddenly asked him that question.

He looked up and immediately noticed that Fitch was acting very strangely; his eyes were bloodshot and he exuded a chilling aura that kept people at a distance.

This……

No, now is not the time to think about these things.

“Your Excellency, we only located the signal as coming from Minglan Star, but we don’t know its exact location.”

"Minglan Star?"

Fitch hesitated for a moment, then turned around and closed the door behind him.

Next, contact the people on Minglan Star and have them surround Sky Mountain. Anyone suspicious or unidentified who comes out should be shot dead on sight. In case of any unexpected events, even the guards of the Time Energy Tower can be mobilized; that broken tower is no longer needed.

That wasn't all. Still feeling uneasy, Fitch immediately dispatched the guards under the Governor's command.

"What if those people threaten us with hostages?"

"..."

Fitch was silent for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly: "Kill them all, including the hostages!"

"This..." The speaker was startled.

This will definitely create a huge public opinion storm.

“Do you have a problem?” Fitch asked.

No, no.

A silent, bitter smile.

"Contact me immediately if anything changes."

After hanging up, Fitch walked to the wall, where a doorway resembling a water curtain suddenly appeared. Fitch went in and his figure quickly disappeared, and the room returned to normal.

In that dark, secret room, Fitch stood firmly on a platform carved with dark, colorful flowers.

He looked up at the spot where the candlelight was converging.

“Can you speed things up? There’s still a year left, I can’t wait that long,” Fitch said, pointing to the brightest circle symbol.

After a moment, a response finally came from the dark corner: a calm, emotionless reply: "That wouldn't be perfect."

"To what extent?" Fitch asked.

"Lifespan will be reduced."

"..."

Faced with a choice between lifespan and power, power lies on the left, and life on the right.

Which side the balance scale will tip to depends on the weight of the weights.

"How much less?"

"Half, or forever."

Fitch fell silent.

"Even a perfect body carries the risk of failure," the voice said softly.

"risk……"

"Around 5%."

"Too high."

The voice paused for a moment, then continued, "Your body can no longer withstand the erosion of the berserk factor. Coupled with what we just had, you don't have many choices left, do you?"

The blood-red color in Fitch's eyes had slowly faded, and he asked, "How much longer?"

"Ten days."

"Okay, then I'll wait another ten days."

In the place where the lights converge, between the brass-colored metal pillars, lies a soulless body.

……

When Anderson returned from outside, Maggie's bracelet had disappeared from his wrist.

He was gone for less than two minutes, but in that time he had already confirmed that a group of strangers had entered Sky Mountain.

"Let's team up and raid dungeons!"

"A five-man team is missing a close-combat expert!"

Sky Mountain had become a one-time dungeon in the eyes of players, but Anderson was unaware of this, as he focused his attention on Anran and Ella.

Even though Maggie was tied up, she focused her attention on An Ran.

This was the first time she had learned that An Ran was a mechanic, just like Master Yin.

"Hmm, it seems this part is for decorative purposes."

While looking at the blueprints, An Ran took out the [Hurricane] and swiftly cut off the extra piece of metal.

It weighed several dozen kilograms, so Ella quickly took it and threw the metal into a large bag.

"..."

"What are they doing?"

Zod frowned and asked Anderson with a puzzled look.

Anderson rolled his eyes: "You ask me, I ask you..."

Wait, there seems to be someone over there you can ask.

He quickly summoned the person who had deciphered the code: "Can you understand what An Ran is doing?"

"Um," he scratched his head, smiling sheepishly, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Anderson, I studied software engineering..."

"Uh--"

Anderson had a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat and couldn't spit it out; he almost vomited it all over the other person's face.

He waved his hand, signaling that the person who had deciphered the code could leave.

“We don’t have much time left,” Anderson said to Anran.

Anran had spent a long time studying the virtual panel before, and it looked very professional, but now she felt like she was doing something very unreliable.

"Don't worry, my sword is very fast, it will be finished soon," An Ran said without turning her head.

With a snap, another piece of metal was cut off.

What does the speed of swordsmanship have to do with this?

"You..."

Anderson was about to say something when Zod interrupted him: "You don't actually know anything, and you're just pretending here, do you?"

"what?"

An Ran stopped what she was doing and looked at Zod as if he were an idiot: "Are you stupid? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. I'm clearly 'deciphering' this anti-gravity unit! Why don't you do it?"

Uh……

Although Zod really wanted to say "I'll do it," he gave up.

I'm not in this field, so I don't know the details.

He couldn't understand it at all; he wasn't capable, and he didn't dare to try.

Ha ha ha.

An Ran let out a few cold laughs.

Decipher!

Only by cutting away all the useless things on the outside can we glimpse the essence!

For a moment, only Anran and Ella remained in the room, busy with their tasks.

Just as An Ran had said, her sword was swift, and her swordsmanship was equally fast. The extraneous elements surrounding the aircraft were quickly sheared away. This aircraft had been shut down long before; the Sky Mountain was still able to float in the air entirely thanks to the four hidden backup aircraft.

With An Ran's current intelligence, plus the prior knowledge and blueprints, analyzing this unit won't take too long. Of course, modification is out of the question; she'd never modify a thing!

It's just something to fool those who don't know any better.

Talking to them felt incredibly satisfying, like I was intellectually superior.

"It's bad, those strangers outside have attacked."

The guards outside rushed in in a panic.

After removing a small section from the outside, An Ran turned around and looked at Anderson with a serious expression: "Then we'll have to trouble you to tell them not to come in!"

"..."

Anderson paused for a moment, then nodded.

Stopping the stranger was necessary, but he didn't have much faith in Anran. At this point, Plan Two should already be on its way.

"You two keep an eye on Maggie!" Anderson said to the person standing next to Maggie.

"Leave it to us."

"If anything goes wrong, just kill him." Anderson waved his hand.

"Killed him?" Zod was stunned. They had finally caught him, and he just killed him like that?

“This is an order from above,” Anderson said coldly.

What kind of order is this?