Poverty makes me capable of anything.

At this point, An Ran didn't cruelly tie them up face to face.

“Yes!” Ella nodded solemnly.

She knew An Ran was about to do something big.

I put away the jetpack; for speed and agility, this kind of thing is completely unnecessary.

The upper half of its body that is visible above the ground is only about 100 meters high.

She knew that many players were watching the giant's every move through live streams.

Now, she's going to start showing off!

Pretend to be something meaningful, pretend to be something that brings benefits; Anran is too lazy to do things that don't bring any benefits.

If there's not a single spectator around, what's the point of pretending? Just kill him with a single sword stroke.

Only by showing off when the audience is in place can one gain huge popularity.

An Ran emerged from the shadows.

The repulsive field cannot be kept on all the time, so the giant is currently clearing away the Night Owl Suicide Squad members who are trying to get close to it with its waving arms. The ship cannons on its arms and shoulders are mostly fighting with the airships, but occasionally a shot aimed at the ground can instantly blast a large part of the governor's mansion into dust.

Flames, screams, and dazzling lights, along with billowing smoke and scorching temperatures, made it difficult for even those charging in combat gear to move an inch.

Even if many teammates fall on the road, they will continue to charge forward.

There was no time to stop and feel sentimental. Having finally reached the edge of the breach, the members of the suicide squad jumped down one after another like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Blow off the leg of the giant mech!

They are working towards this goal.

Faced with such a huge robot, the players stopped charging. Although they were fearless, if they were accidentally smashed flat, it would take them a while to run back.

Clearing out the lone Imperial soldiers in the vicinity is less risky and more rewarding.

Some players simply gave up on combat. While the rewards for completing quests are high, the earnings from streaming are also considerable.

Popular livestreamers earn even more.

Money makes the world go round. In the Star Sea, earn the most money, buy the best equipment, and ride the coolest interstellar vehicles...

At that time, the giant was invincible with his fists. With a single punch of his left hand, he sent more than a dozen small mechs flying, and with a slap of his right hand, he sent a building flying into the sky.

A faint shadow suddenly darted out from the shadows to the side and behind.

What is that?

[I can't see clearly, streamer, please slow it down.]

[What a joke.]

"Right away, right away."

Meanwhile, in the Titan's control room, the person constantly monitoring the Titan's surroundings suddenly panicked and said to the commander, "It's bad, sir, that woman is here again!"

"What?" The commander's expression changed drastically.

The two holes the woman made in her crotch and back caused them considerable trouble; if she did that a few more times, it would be unbearable.

"Damn it, it seems we really have to blow her and the governor's daughter up together."

The commander's face hardened. He was afraid of being held accountable by Fitch, but if his own survival was threatened, he wouldn't have the leisure to think that far ahead.

Kill! Kill! Kill them all!

"Sir," the reporter said with a hint of delight, "she came alone this time, without carrying the young lady on her back."

"what?"

The commander was taken aback, wondering if he had misheard something.

"She really came alone, and she's very fast; she's already near the mech," the reporter repeated.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The commander's laughter instantly filled the entire control room.

It's fast, but just average.

"She's looking down on us. She clearly has the young lady as a meat shield, yet she's willingly giving up that advantage. Interesting, very interesting! Hahaha..." The commander laughed again.

Infected by the commander's optimism, everyone laughed along with him.

Without the young lady acting as a human shield, they no longer need to be so restrained.

It's time to show the real skills.

After laughing a few times, the commander coughed twice and waved his hand, "Alright, since she's come here to die, let's not hold back and send her on her way."

"Yes!"

"Sniper Squad One"

"Demolition team..."

The commander skillfully assigned manpower.

This 300-meter-tall giant hides a considerable number of soldiers, so even in dire circumstances, it is not without the ability to fight.

Snipers and demolition teams quickly sprang into action.

So what if we're fast? So what if we can ignore repulsive fields? So what if we can dodge bullets? Without a human shield, we still have the numbers!

"Alright, stop laughing. Night Owl's ships are the number one target. Nobody will get away unscathed until we shoot them down. Anyone who manages to destroy even one ship will get promoted at least two ranks," the commander shouted.

There are still six Night Owl warships left in the sky. Two escort ships have already crashed. In terms of ammunition reserves, they are definitely not as good as the Governor's Mansion. However, this group is cunning. After breaking through the outer energy shield, they immediately changed tactics and fired a few shots from time to time to harass the Empire's side, which is enough to give them a headache.

These beasts! If I ever get a chance to turn the tables, I'll make you experience all eighteen of the Empire's most brutal tortures!

Boom boom boom—

The silver bottle suddenly broke and water slurry burst out.

The sudden noise and shaking caused the commander's raised right arm to slam hard onto the table, but fortunately there was nothing on the table.

"What's going on?" the commander shouted, turning around.

He had been staring at the screen the whole time, and Night Owl's warship hadn't launched any attacks.

Could it be those suicide squad members causing trouble?

This broken mech is a defective product, so even if an explosion occurs on its body, unless it's in a few key areas, there will be no system feedback.

It is precisely because of these reasons that it can only remain in the same place.

It would be so embarrassing if I fell down while walking, sob sob.

"Drip..."

The communication light in the control room flickered.

connected.

"Sir, that woman has just slipped down to about knee level." The person who reported this was the captain of the first sniper squad.

"Around the knee..."

After pondering the word for a moment, a thought suddenly flashed through the commander's mind: could that tremor have been caused by her?

"Quickly switch the camera off," he said anxiously.

"Yes Yes."

drop.

Everything displayed on the big screen instantly changed.

The image shows the mecha's knee, but the camera that took the shot from this angle was actually mounted elsewhere.

What you see as far as the eye can see is billowing smoke and dust.

The knee, made of building materials, was hit by a bomb.

The smoke and dust temporarily obscured the view, so it was unclear what the situation was.

She was a member of the suicide squad.

The commander frowned, but his doubts didn't last long, because soon a familiar figure rushed out of the smoke and dust.

Quickly and skillfully.

They rushed upwards along the mecha's legs.

His body was parallel to the ground, but there was absolutely no sign that he was going to fall.

This is nothing.

Anran pressed the virtual button again.

Boom boom boom—

Next up are the thighs.

With a wave of his right hand, he stuck three bombs on it.

boom!

The AI-assisted mask immediately pulled up the sniper's data: 98 meters away.

Clang!

With a flick of the blade that sprang from the back of his hand, it perfectly blocked the bullet's path, sparking a blinding flash. After a series of whooshing sounds, it was ultimately safely flung away.

whispering sound.

She carefully placed the bomb against the wall to prevent it from being blown away by the repulsive force field, then pushed against the wall and landed quickly on her other leg. During the transition, she leaned back and pulled the trigger of the gun she had just taken out.

A flash of electricity, and the sniper died instantly, collapsing to the ground with a thud.

A bunch of level 30+ noobs!

Boom! The bomb exploded.

The smooth and fluid operation also ignited the live stream.

[Damn, this is just pure physical fitness, and it's even stronger than players who specialize in body-refining builds.]