Poverty makes me capable of anything.

As soon as she stood up, she heard a commotion outside: "Holy crap, what's going on? It's like a locust swarm has swept through the country."

"..."

An Ran's raised foot stopped, her smiling face froze, and her hand that was gripping the corner of the sack slowly loosened.

"Bang!"

locust?

Who are you talking about?

The smile gradually faded.

The smile vanished completely.

……

"Is anyone there?"

Zhou Jieyu touched the back of her head.

In fact, she came to An Ran to collect her mission reward.

After a long day of travel, she finally arrived back in Twin Moon City.

Unlike the last time she came, the atmosphere in Twin Moon City had changed drastically. Checkpoints had been set up at the entrance to the city, and Zhou Jieyu's gun was almost confiscated. Fortunately, after her identity was verified, her gun was returned to her.

That was the money she had spent buying CDs over several days; if it were confiscated, Zhou Jieyu would truly be devastated.

After entering the city, Zhou Jieyu went straight to the Colin Repair Shop.

She was lucky; if she had arrived a little earlier or a little later, she wouldn't have met An Ran.

When that time comes, unable to contact Anran, she will be left only with a sense of bewilderment and confusion.

Tread...  

An Ran walked out of the workshop.

Their eyes met.

Zhou Jieyu didn't pay any attention to An Ran's cold face. She was worried that An Ran wasn't there, but when she saw her, she excitedly rushed over.

"I'm here to collect my mission reward!"

Zhou Jieyu looked at An Ran with longing eyes.

Oh.

An Ran scoffed inwardly.

As expected of a player, he expressed his desires so openly in front of the NPC.

Although An Ran was very annoyed by Zhou Jieyu's "locusts crossing the border" comment, since she had already issued the task and Zhou Jieyu had caught her red-handed, An Ran had no choice but to hand over the task reward. At this point, she couldn't ruin her reputation for the sake of one player.

A blueprint for the 1886 Hermit Pistol.

The favorability and experience points were already automatically awarded.

Zhou Jieyu was overjoyed to see a blueprint suddenly appear in her inventory.

She's not a mechanic now, so even if she doesn't need the blueprint, she can still sell it for over a hundred pesos in the early stages of the game when prices are high. That would make back most of the share she gave to Anran.

(Compared to mechanical blueprints, recipes are relatively cheap, and the items that Anran sold to Zhou Jieyu in the early stages were priced in a more moderate manner.)

Thinking about it this way, An Ran is really an incredibly kind NPC!

The task rewards are generous, and the items sold are cheap.

It's just a bit... fierce?

"Boom boom—"

A car suddenly stopped at the door.

"I'll go ahead and get busy if there's nothing else," An Ran said.

"Wait!" Zhou Jieyu called out.

"what happened?"

"Um, if I need to find you in the future, should I still do it here?" Zhou Jieyu asked. She always felt that this NPC was not simple, and clinging to her might bring unexpected gains.

"emmm..."

An Ran pondered for a moment. This player was foolish. Such a high-quality customer couldn't be let go easily, so she told Zhou Jieyu where she was staying.

Chapter 03 This might be a simulation game

"Just put it in the corner, there's no need to go to all that trouble, Ella!"

Anran said to Ella, who was holding up a cutting machine.

Ella seemed not to hear her and continued walking steadily toward the depths of the small garage.

Oh right, An Ran suddenly realized that what she had just said had exceeded ten words.

Colin is so unfair! These restrictions are torture.

"Just put it in the corner, Ella."

Anran deleted the middle sentence.

However, Ella's actions this time were completely unexpected by Anran.

She ignored An Ran's advice and continued carrying the cutting machine deeper into the room. Before putting it down, Ella looked left and right twice before finally setting it down very steadily.

"..."

Well, Ella doesn't always listen to her. Even if she sometimes means well, Ella isn't completely without her own opinions.

An Ran turned around and carried a table from the yard into the garage. She placed the table in the middle of the garage and clapped her hands in satisfaction.

Just as I was about to move more things, Ella came over.

"No, it wasn't placed here."

After saying that, Ella moved the table to the corner of the wall.

"..."

What's going on here?

Does Ella have her own aesthetic sense?

That's pretty impressive.

An Ran's lips parted slightly in surprise. If this was true aesthetics, it meant that Ella was not a cold, lifeless robot; she was "life," a life similar to that of the Omnic race.

It would be absolutely impossible to create Ella using such crude machinery.

That mysterious crystal...

Whether it's magic, technology, or any other means, none of these could have been born on an ordinary technological planet like 1886.

Even the handsome, big-eyed boss Colin has a secret he's hiding.

Anran will test the waters first.

Her question was rather long, so Anran wrote down what she wanted to say on a piece of paper.

"Ella, why do you say this table shouldn't be here, but should be placed in the corner?"

She handed the paper to Ella.

At that moment, An Ran suddenly felt like a scholar conducting research.

Aside from the [Scout] profession, the Engineer and Mechanic professions are really a perfect match for her.

As for cake makers, it's just a hobby for scholars.

Ella quickly scanned the contents of the paper and calmly replied, "The tables aren't arranged like this in Dad's workshop."

"Uh……"

An Ran was stunned.

Ella's answer was completely unexpected. There were only three or four items in the garage, and she had no idea that Ella's arrangement was related to Colin's workshop.

But once Ella brought it up, she immediately understood.

Let's leave those small machines aside for now.

The table placed in the left corner of the wall near the entrance is what left the deepest impression on Anran.

Everything about Ella began when An Ran saw the glass tube Colin had placed on the table, along with several drawings in the table drawer.

Next to the table was a very sturdy chair.

An Ran turned around and found the chair in the yard.

She moved the chair next to the table and placed it down.

Ella didn't speak, and the two worked together seamlessly, putting all the transported machinery back to their "original positions" one by one until there was no more equipment left in the yard.

“Something is still missing,” Ella said, standing in the open space of the “new workshop.”

There was nothing that could be done about it; some things were damaged by Stowe and his group...

Ella and Anran looked at each other, and Ella said, word by word, "I'm very angry!"

She clenched her fist.

Emmm...

There were also some things that were damaged by Anran during the shooting, but now Anran has decided not to talk about them and to put all the blame on Chenxing.

"It's all the Morning Star Resistance's fault!" An Ran said indignantly. "If it weren't for them, none of this trouble would have happened!"

An Ran's words this time clearly exceeded ten words, but Ella nodded in strong agreement.

Hey, you've been doing this on purpose all along, haven't you?

Anran is very curious now.

How exactly is Ella's head structured? How does her thinking process work?