Poverty makes me capable of anything.

When it runs, it's like a wild horse in heat on the prairie, neighing and running wildly, occasionally stamping its hind hooves to call to the stallion behind it, "Hey, hurry up and catch up!"

Up, up, up!

An Ran then noticed that another modified tank had suddenly appeared behind her.

No wonder it's called the Avengers!

Tap tap tap, people in front, stop right there!

The tank that had turned its head turned straight ahead charged.

Lenoras and Glick's expressions changed drastically. The buildings on Planet Mavi were rather old, and the streets were not wide, so there weren't many places to hide. They couldn't afford to be complacent when they encountered such a powerful enemy.

Glick immediately activated his Shadow Technique, his body becoming ethereal as he quickly dodged behind a pillar.

Not every drop of milk is a champion of defeat, and not every assassin can unleash their full power!

Lenoras also quickly dodged the first burst of shots by rolling to the side.

"Thank goodness, damn it, what on earth happened?"

Since they hadn't received any missions, he and Glick were completely baffled.

Although it's unclear what grudge they're seeking revenge for, the fight is underway. The driver in the driver's seat is level 46, and the modified vehicle is level 58; in An Ran's eyes, they've all become experience points.

She didn't use any skills that would be contrary to her identity as a mechanic, but even so, her strength was enough to deal with these people who suddenly appeared before her.

They were all NPCs around level 40, and there weren't many of them. Clearly, they had underestimated An Ran's strength.

As she dodged the tank's gunfire, a gun with a barrel the size of a fist suddenly appeared in An Ran's hand.

The Avengers were incredibly reckless; after a round of gunfire, they immediately started firing cannons.

The noise from the cannons made the small hotel next door shake.

It's even more exaggerated than Christmas Eve and New Year's Eve.

Lenoras wasn't paying attention to any of this, even though he was standing at the hotel entrance getting some fresh air: "We need to find a way to get out of here first. It's really unwise to fight these tanks head-on."

Glick nodded: "Our vehicle is nearby. After they finish firing, we'll retreat from behind and go around them. Miss Quiet, you..."

Ok?

When Glick looked up, he found Anran already standing on the street.

She positioned herself securely and, just as she dodged a shell, calmly pulled the trigger.

"It's no use. This is special synthetic glass with a strength of over 45. Even ordinary armor-piercing cannons would have a hard time penetrating it!"

The driver showed no intention of dodging, and the people waiting behind him sneered.

"Anyone who dares to oppose us, no matter where they're from, will be..."

Crack!

However, a large blob of stuff was smeared directly onto the glass that had given them confidence.

It wasn't anything disgusting, but a large, sticky, cold blue blob completely blocked their view, and the electric current swirling above their heads threw the once-stable control panel into complete chaos.

You foolish avengers.

I never intended to damage those two cars, because I had a new idea.

Several more large blobs of something resembling bird droppings covered the two modified cars. Well, actually, they still looked quite disgusting.

But it is not important.

They didn't do much to interfere or protect it, and after a brief loss of control, the rutting horse suddenly became a runaway wild horse.

"Stop right now!"

"Holy crap, where the hell are you pressing?"

It's a man.

"Let go quickly, it's getting hard."

It was a man.

Boom boom boom—

Bang bang bang.

The driver frantically smashed the glass with his head.

The scene inside was indescribable, and the outside of the chariot wasn't much better.

One shell shook the hotel, and two shells broke a meter-thick, burly man's leg.

The falling stones mercilessly buried Grik.

"Well--"

Then it stopped coming out.

"Damn it, the hotel is going to collapse from the shaking." Lenoras's expression changed drastically; these people had used too much force.

Without turning back, he was unaware that the chariot had gone out of control.

It felt like an eternity before the chariot finally returned to normal. The people inside were furious, especially the one that had grown larger.

Damn it, the secret has been discovered!

This woman must die.

She ruined our plans!

"Quickly turn on the video feed."

"I'm working on it." The driver's fingers flew across the keyboard, and at this point, the system had to be restarted.

Fortunately, the car is sturdy enough that the temporary firepower gap won't be a problem, and the system restarts quickly enough.

"All right."

Seeing the indicator light come on, the driver's face showed a relieved expression.

Next...

However, the moment the screen restarted, he found himself driving through hills and plains.

worse.

Zhula.

Sure enough, the moment the thought crossed my mind, a strange noise came from the glass on the right.

"Just crash into it to the right! I refuse to believe it!"

bang.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a whole pane of glass fell down, followed by a powerful flashbang.

"Please open your eyes when it's light."

A few seconds later, there was no one left alive in the tank.

Using the same method, she easily dealt with everyone in the other car in just two minutes.

The 12 people alone gained 97 experience points from the kills. Although these were just ordinary monsters, their levels were mostly quite high. Unfortunately, they didn't have the physique to withstand bullets, and were easily headshot by An Ran at close range.

Since leaving 1886, Enron has had no means of ground transportation, so modifying this thing would be a good option.

However, there was no need for two vehicles. Grabbing the cutting machine and swinging it a few times, the seemingly invincible chariot was cut into several pieces.

"Destruction of the modified triple tank (purple), contribution 100%, you have gained 26 free experience points."

"People are no match for cars." An Ran compared her kill experience. "Why didn't you guys bring more cars?"

correct.

She suddenly realized it was a modified car, and if...

An Ran picked up the cutting machine, gestured a few times on the muzzle of another tank, and then cut directly down.

A flurry of actions, as fierce as a tiger.

"Destruction of the modified triple tank (purple), contribution 16%, you have gained 4.2 free experience points."

"..."

It actually works!

You gain experience by damaging other people's things, and then you get another experience by repairing them. That's double the joy!

It's a new approach.

Delicious.

After packing everything away, An Ran was about to throw the modified vehicle into subspace when an alarm from the nano-reconnaissance robot was already highlighted on her mask.

A young woman flew over.

She was wearing anti-gravity armor and holding a sniper rifle in her hand, her finger already on the trigger. At this moment, An Ran was bending over and cleaning up the corpses in the tank.

"..."

With a sniper rifle of this caliber and a relatively long firing range, An Ran had absolutely no confidence that she could block it.

Eat shit.

I let you launch a sneak attack.

An Ran took out the long-dormant Aquamarine Crystal, made only temporary modifications, and abruptly threw it out like a yo-yo. The neutralizing force field caused the young woman to fall straight down with a thud.

This came so suddenly, who could withstand it?

Her chest was practically embedded in the ground. It wasn't that the woman had drills in her chest; she was wearing "hardcore armor," and the ground had been cracked from being crushed, which led to this embarrassing situation.

But she was ultimately a shrewd avenger, and she originally intended to launch a close-range attack if sniping failed, otherwise she wouldn't have flown to the vicinity.

With a waist as supple as dough, the vengeful woman sprang up and pulled out a pistol, firing several shots in quick succession.

The shooting was a cover; the subsequent claw strike was the real killing move.

The vengeful woman roared and thrust her right hand toward An Ran.

Those who block the way shall die.