Poverty makes me capable of anything.

His right hand clenched tightly, and An Ran's gaze suddenly became focused.

Turns out he was an old pervert.

Hehe, then you don't need to be so polite.

In an instant, An Ran's aura changed.

It seemed to gradually merge with the sharp blade.

Anran, who has already executed more than a dozen Morning Star rebels, is definitely not a kind person. If you are fooled by her slightly cute appearance, that is the prelude to the abyss's chant.

Current charm: 7.

"Ok?"

The old man suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed, and he began to carefully examine An Ran.

An Ran slightly bent over, using her toes to generate power, ready to dart out at any moment.

Just then, shouts suddenly came from outside the workshop.

"Grey, what are you doing here all of a sudden!"

Doubt, and a hint of coldness.

It was Colin's voice, Anran recognized it quickly.

Colin, who had been lying in bed, ran out?

Does he know this old scoundrel?

Upon hearing Colin's voice, Gray immediately turned his attention to Colin.

He charged forward with a fierce look on his face, shouting, "How dare you call me by my name like that!"

“I’m no longer in the R&D center,” Colin replied.

“Even if I’m not here now, I always have been. I’m still your elder, and you’re calling me by my first name!” Gray seemed very dissatisfied.

Anran, standing in the workshop, couldn't see their faces, but seemed to glean some interesting information from their conversation.

She sheathed her knife and walked out of the workshop.

On the platform in front of Eudora's house, Colin sat in a wheelchair, with Eudora pushing it from behind, while Gray stomped his feet.

It looks like a warm scene of a family under the setting sun.

The wife pushes her disabled husband in a wheelchair while they talk to her playful father-in-law.

"You must have come to see me for something," Colin said.

Gray laughed and said, "Can't I have come here specifically to visit you?"

His gaze swept over Colin's feet.

"Stop pretending." Colin's eyes were a little cold. "Your eyes have already given you away."

Gray still smiled: "Your observations are still as sharp as ever."

Colin remained unmoved: "Let's talk inside."

“Okay.” Gray nodded.

Eudora pushed Colin back into the house, and Gray followed. Just as they were about to enter the house, his gaze suddenly fell on a window somewhere in the house.

Gray's pupils suddenly contracted, and although he controlled his expression well, he couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

An Ran followed Gray's gaze.

Ella was standing by the window, looking outside.

Gray followed Colin into the house.

Anran waved to Ella.

????)?"

She had assumed Ella wouldn't come over, or that she would come out of the house.

Who knew that Ella would pull the window shut, stand on tiptoe, and climb out of the window.

"..."

Anran stared at the dust kicked up at Ella's feet.

I broke out in a cold sweat.

"Do you know that person from earlier?" An Ran asked.

Ella shook her head.

Her various little gestures revealed her curiosity.

It seems she also wants to know Grey's identity.

Did Colin work at the R&D center before opening his repair shop?

No wonder a small repair shop manager could have three entry-level professions and possess many weapon blueprints.

This means that the research and development center must belong to the official Twin Moon City.

Colin is hiding many secrets, and there must be more to his and Ella's mission, otherwise the game designers wouldn't have put so much effort into developing this character.

An Ran was somewhat glad that she had stayed.

"Let's make a scabbard for the mechanical spring knife first."

Anran made up her mind and returned to the workshop, with Ella following her.

Chapter 08: Confirmatory Experiments on Ella

I'm hungry!

Anran was carefully polishing the scabbard of the mechanical bullet knife when Ella, sitting on the small iron plate, suddenly spoke up.

"..."

An Ran stopped what she was doing and put down a stick that was used to sharpen the edge of a knife sheath.

Sometimes feeding little girls is a lot of fun, but other times it's not so fun.

In particular, Ella's diet was unusual.

After expressing her state, Ella seemed to be seeking Anran's consent.

Her gaze fell on the pile of metal in the corner.

His eyes gleamed with a fierce light.

Those are all Ella's food.

"Wait!" An Ran took a step to the side, blocking Ella's view.

Ella looked up at An Ran, puzzled.

An Ran felt immense pressure being stared at by Ella.

Her current strength is 12 points, which is still a bit far from enough to easily lift Ella.

If you anger Ella, she can easily subdue you.

An Ran immediately explained, "Those metals are quite dirty."

An Ran paused for a moment before continuing, "Wash it clean first before you eat it."

“Oh.” Ella nodded.

"Wash your hands while you're at it," An Ran instructed.

She walked to the corner of the wall, and according to Ella's previous appetite, picked out a piece of steel of a suitable size, tossed it gently, and found it to be solid and substantial enough to fill her up.

"Let's go." An Ran led Ella outside.

She was afraid that Ella might accidentally fall onto that pile of metal.

Speaking of which, we don't have much spare metal left in the workshop, so we need to find a way to get some more.

But I have no money.

Vomiting blood.

Entering through the main gate, Anran glanced around but didn't see Colin or Gray.

She led Ella to the kitchen, then thought for a moment and went to the bathroom instead.

Washing iron in the same sink used for washing vegetables always felt eerie. What if she got poisoned? Ordinary "toxins" had no effect on Ella.

That makes it clear that Ella, who can eat to her heart's content, is someone most people envy.

Anran turned on the tap and had Ella wash her hands first.

Ai stretched out her fair and delicate hands, rubbed them together, and then withdrew them.

After Anran finished washing her hands, she began washing the iron.

Rinse off the surface dust with clean water, then use a brush to remove the dirt that the water can't wash away, and finally rinse it again before handing it to Ella.

Ella's eyes lit up immediately, and she gripped the steel with both hands as if she were gnawing on sugarcane.

Click, click, click...

Chew and swallow.

Click, click, click...

Chew and swallow.

An Ran watched for a while, then got bored.

Ella had seen guns eat guns before, so eating iron bars wasn't anything unusual for her.

She was simply curious about how Ella digested these metals and what use they were to her.

If only we had some kind of tool to see inside Ella's body.

correct.