Poverty makes me capable of anything.

The live streamer's chat room immediately erupted in chaos.

【666】

That's incredibly awesome!

For the victory of this war, let us all perish together with the scum of the Empire!

From now on, the one who clings to others' legs is my big sister. Anyone who dares to disobey me will be beaten up.

[What leg-grabbing queen? She was clearly the one leading the escape... huh? She was clearly the ringleader!]

[How dare you call my older sister by her name?]

Give me a bomb, I want to blow up this lousy live stream.

"Give!"

After going around in circles, bombs were dropped one by one.

The atmosphere was very solemn. Everyone who received a bomb nodded sincerely to Zhou Jieyu, whose expression remained serious throughout.

It evokes the feeling of a company surrounded on the battlefield, knowing there's no hope of survival, before launching a desperate charge.

The Twenty-Seven Heroes in the Dilapidated House.

Finally, Zhou Jieyu returned to her position, and Li Zhuying and Lin Yumo breathed a sigh of relief.

Okay, that's about it. As for what everyone thinks, Zhou Jieyu and the others can't control it.

They'll fool whoever they can.

Of course, she was right. Everyone's stamina and supplies were almost depleted, and there were hardly any people left who could continue to dominate here. Rather than dying in frustration, it would be better to go back to the fountain with hundreds of thousands of experience points, and if you were lucky, you might even get millions.

As for their purpose, it was obviously ill-intentioned.

What looks like a bomb is actually money!

Giving the money to An Ran would be fine, at least it would improve her favorability. But giving it to these casual players is completely meaningless, since she has no intention of making friends with money.

Every player here, let them all perish together with those outside.

This not only greatly weakened the strength of the Governor's Guard, but also indirectly eliminated the competitor!

It's a win-win situation.

Hmph hmph hmph.

Li Zhuying sneered, subconsciously wanting to push up her glasses, but... no glasses.

I'm not afraid they won't fall into the trap.

Because compared to other players, they have a powerful trump card that they haven't used yet!

That was the combat suit that An Ran gave to Lin Yu Mo!

The psionic core is still full, so there's no fear of being surrounded by ground troops.

Just like an eagle catching chicks, Lin Yumo can easily carry them out by holding one in each hand.

The mission is ours, and so is Anran!

Beneath the surface, undercurrents surge.

The players each have their own secrets; the moment of judgment has arrived!

In the scene, the governor's guards advanced rapidly until the rest of Night Owl's men disembarked from the spaceship, and the attack from the flank slowed their advance.

"Charge! Hold back the troops on the flanks and break through the frontal defenses first!"

"What about the stranger? I've encountered one here." The squad leader asked seriously on the pop-up screen.

The temporary commander waved his hand and said, "Kill them if you can, ignore them if you can't. They're just a few people; they can't cause any trouble."

"Yes, I know... justice will prevail! Boom boom boom... Ahh... Help... my hand, ahh..."

The screen suddenly trembled, and the sound that reached my ears suddenly became like the hoarse, noisy noise of a horror movie.

Of course, the most refreshing thing was the sudden explosion.

The temporary commander's expression changed drastically: "Hey, hey, hey, what's going on? What happened?!"

Despite his loud shouts, the communication was completely cut off after a few "help" cries.

Damn it!

He was so angry that he almost took off his helmet and smashed it.

Can anyone tell me what happened?

In short...

“Beware of strangers!” he said.

"Don't worry, sir. We outnumber them and these strangers are nothing to us! Haha... Let's die together! Rumble..."

"..."

boom!

The temporary commander kicked the stone away.

Boom!

Just as the stone reached its highest point, an explosion suddenly rang out not far away.

"What on earth happened! Damn it, go check it out!" he roared at his guards.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The guard rushed over in a panic, but returned a minute later.

"Sir, something terrible has happened! Those foreigners have started a suicide attack on our side with bombs. We've already lost nearly 200 of our brothers."

boom!

The interim commander's face was ashen.

Despicable stranger!

……

"..."

Harrison was stunned as he witnessed a player dash into the crowd and detonate a bomb. He looked thoughtfully at the rubble scattered everywhere.

What the hell?

An Ran stopped tapping.

She first witnessed this operation when she instigated Zhou Jieyu to expose herself.

Emmm...

There is no such thing as Zhou Jieyu in this world, or perhaps everyone is Zhou Jieyu.

it's time.

Seeing that the governor's mansion guards were thrown into chaos by the suicide attacks of some players, An Ran immediately ordered the robots to launch an attack from behind.

When they are fighting Fitch, they absolutely cannot let these people interfere.

Just right.

There were no shouts, only perfectly synchronized steps.

The footsteps seemed to move in a rhythmic pattern.

Suddenly, 170 level 41 robots rushed out from the chaotic battlefield, like a sharp arrow piercing the heart of the governor's guards from behind.

The already chaotic situation at the Governor's Palace guards was further exacerbated.

This level 41 robot can easily take on ten level 30+ soldiers.

The attack, launched suddenly from the rear, was comparable to an assault by thousands of people.

"Where the hell did these robots come from?!"

Am I going to die here today?

The older generation was right after all.

The battlefield is ever-changing, a constant source of both crisis and opportunity!

The momentum of the ground battle has clearly shifted in favor of Night Owl.

"Kill them! Send these bastards back to the underworld in one fell swoop!"

The white-haired old man raised his gun high and fired a rapid-fire shot with ferocious force.

His vigorous spirit despite his advanced age immediately inspired those around him.

"..."

Fitch was stunned.

This is how the same thing?

The stranger, displaying his fearless spirit, self-destructs, only to be suddenly confronted by an army of robots from behind. A classic case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?

His shrewd tactics were thwarted halfway through.

Unable to catch his breath, Fitch clenched his fists and immediately contacted the person he had wanted to reach for a long time.

"Father."

Suddenly, a handsome young man who looks completely different from Fitch appears in the scene.

He was tall and imposing, with bulging muscles on his bare arms. He wore a well-fitting combat uniform, and the mysterious black flowers embroidered on his chest added to his air of mystery. From a distance, he still looked energetic and vibrant, and he didn't seem to have been born of the same mother as the deceased Bloom at all.

This young, vibrant body!

Fitch almost wanted to take a deep breath, but he resisted the urge to do so. No problem, he would soon have a stronger body.

Soon he will be able to say goodbye to this decaying body. Everything will become the past, and everything will be reborn. With a stronger body and a more substantial soul, he will soon be able to leave this desolate land!

“Now it’s your turn. Get rid of those strangers as quickly as possible,” Fitch said.

"Yes, Father."