Poverty makes me capable of anything.

However, compared to artists who can integrate memories, there is still a gap.

The advantage is that it won't lead to a mental breakdown due to absorbing too many memories.

……

"The mission failed."

The artist, wearing a sweatshirt with strikingly contrasting colors, pushed open the door and plopped down on the desk.

"..."

The woman behind the desk twitched at the corner of her mouth.

“I often think about one thing,” the woman said after signing a document, “Am I your boss, or are you my boss?”

“That’s not important,” the artist shook his head.

"Bullshit!"

The woman slammed her hand on the table and stood up aggressively: "This is a matter of hierarchy, who says it's not important!"

The sound was so loud that it traveled a great distance.

"Pah, those two shameless bastards are driving on their way to work again."

"I'm going to complain to the commander about how they abuse dogs every day. Yes, I'm also going to file a complaint with animal protection organizations."

"Calm down!"

Artists are having a headache.

Even the most beautiful art cannot be brought to life when faced with a woman like this; there's simply no inspiration.

“I’m calm. I’m just telling you how to respect your superiors.”

"Yes Yes Yes."

"First of all, you can't sit on it."

The artist got down from the table.

"Secondly, you should greet me before you come in."

"..."

"Get out!" the woman shouted.

"Yes."

The artist had no choice but to leave.

The person eavesdropping in the distance: "Is this no longer considered driving?"

dong dong.

The artist knocked on the door.

"Sir, Russell from Execution Team CR031 reporting."

"Come in."

Russell pushed open the door.

Actually, he no longer talks about art. People in his line of work don't have time to study art or anything like that.

Since his abilities awakened, he has consumed too many memories, and neurotoxins cannot alleviate his mental disorder. Only when he is solving missions can art keep him clear-headed for a period of time.

"Report the situation," the female officer said.

Russell nodded and recounted everything that had happened to him after arriving at KR211.

"The factory wasn't destroyed, but I almost died there. That woman was too strong, so strong it was captivating." Russell couldn't help but lick his lips.

"boom!"

The female officer slammed her fist on the table in anger again.

"Maintain your image, stop licking people all the time."

hiss--

The eavesdroppers all leaned back in a tactical manner.

This is absolutely insane!

"..."

“A surprise attack, suspected to be mercenaries.” The female officer tapped the table. “Although the process wasn’t pleasant, the outcome of your mission wasn’t a failure. The KR211 shipyard was seized by an unknown force. Fearing the loss of their rear, the Imperial army, which is currently fighting the Chizuru Star rebels, will definitely be hesitant. The situation of the war is already quite clear.”

"How are things going with the others?"

"Two failed, but the remaining four all succeeded."

"What a pity, what a pity," Russell sighed repeatedly.

"It seems necessary to investigate this unidentified fleet," the female commander mused.

Russell immediately stepped forward: "Leave this task to me! I guarantee I'll complete it!"

"Give it to you?" The female officer glanced at it.

"You don't believe in my abilities?" Russell raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." The female officer nodded very seriously.

"..."

"You're capable of killing people, but you're really not good at investigating information."

Russell retorted, "I'm sure I can do it this time!"

"You say it's okay, so it's okay."

"Why don't we give it a try? Let me do it and see if I can handle it."

What a joke! How could a man be impotent?

Even if you're a mentally unstable lunatic, your brothers will support you this time!

"Why do you insist on coming closer?" the female officer asked.

“Because I’m very interested in that woman.” Russell wanted to lick her again… but after thinking for a moment, he took out a chew stick and chewed on it. “Isn’t it said that interest is the best teacher? I have this interest, so you don’t have to worry about my ability to act.”

"..."

Oh ho.

I even encourage you to go out and chase girls!

Am I out of my mind?

"Keep dreaming. Alright, although the result is good in theory, you've still used up a warp converter. Get ready to get a scolding. If you have nothing else to do, get out of here." The female officer waved her hand impatiently.

"I……"

"go out!"

"I……"

"No one is allowed to come in today."

unlucky.

Russell walked out of the office with a helpless expression.

The sign that was posted at the entrance was very sturdy.

Galaxy Freedom Alliance, District R Special Operations Bureau.

Execution group.

……

The essence of a surprise attack lies in the word "surprise".

The essence of robbery lies in the word "flash".

They transported the equipment that hadn't been destroyed in the shipyard onto the spacecraft.

An Ran immediately issued a retreat order.

I don't know when the Empire's support will arrive, so since it's not here now, I'd better run away as soon as possible.

After leaving, An Ran personally controlled the air-trapping cannon to carry out a massive attack on the shipyard and its surrounding area.

This is the art of the rough.

Although it doesn't quite match Russell's original vision of taking airports to the skies.

But visually, they're not that different.

Looking down, no man-made structures could be seen standing anymore. Even long after the time-traveling fleet left, no one dared to come closer to patrol, for fear of being blown up.

Since the shipyard is already finished, let's just wait for reinforcements to arrive.

If they backed down here, it goes without saying how furious the Imperial army was when they heard the news!

"The utterly shameless rebels of Qianhe Star! They actually paid mercenaries to launch a sneak attack on the Empire's shipyard!"

"Once we have the time, we must wipe out all these rebels!"

However, the insults were of no use; the imperial defenses on this side were already crumbling.

We're short-handed, and fires are breaking out everywhere in the rear. It's all the fault of those damn beasts from the Star Alliance!

……

After driving around KR211, it took another two days to return.

On the way, Anran learned that Maqi had been seriously injured and was still in a coma because she could not get rid of the toxins.

This instantly extinguished An Ran's newly formed joy.

The assassin actually managed to sneak into the transdimensional space, and according to Heloise and An Qianqian, his initial plan was probably to infiltrate the city and create a bigger scandal.

MMP.

I'm really angry.