Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"This is not good!"

"Click—"

In a flash, Little Gold Tooth discovered that the henchman who had pulled out the gun had his arm broken.

The man deftly caught the falling pistol with his left hand and disassembled it in no time.

"Gurgle—"

Little Gold Tooth and his gang were terrified.

He was practically kneeling down and begging, "Dad, forgive me, please love me again."

"Never mind, there's nothing to see with a corpse," Heloise murmured. "What do you know about that girl?"

"That girl?"

Little Gold Tooth immediately realized who Heloise was talking about, but he didn't know what that girl had done to be chased by a group of people.

He dared not keep anything to himself and shared as much of what he knew as possible.

In reality, there wasn't much information. Apart from his name, address, and workplace, Little Gold Tooth was completely clueless when asked about the rest of the questions.

Moreover, these are all outdated messages.

Heloise gave a soft "hmm".

Little Gold Tooth didn't dare to make any rash moves. The group of people stood there in an orderly fashion, as if they were being punished by a teacher. The teacher who was being punished was a woman whose figure was so good that it made people want to seduce her, even when she was wearing ordinary clothes.

Heloise recalled what happened to her while she was in the detention center.

The girl who suddenly appeared next door.

First, I chatted with her about a lot of random things, and then, in order to read the book "The History of Mechanical Development in 1886," I told her a story called "Legend of the Galactic Heroes."

Oh right, that's a dog that only leaves one chapter!

She stopped talking right after the beginning of the story, insisting on dragging it out until the next morning. Then, in the chaos of the next morning, she killed Jian and ran away.

Upon closer reflection, the behavior of this girl named An Ran in the detention center was truly bizarre.

She even had the leisure to look for books to read.

Could a girl from an ordinary family achieve this?

That's difficult, isn't it?

Is it because she's been to the detention center so many times that it's the same as going home?

Heloise didn't quite remember that Anran had asked her about the food in the detention center.

If that's not the case, could she be someone sent by the Empire?

"Let's go, let's go check on that girl's house first," Heloise said to the man.

The man glanced at Little Gold Tooth and his henchmen.

Little Gold Tooth's body trembled instantly.

I need to pee.

They probably just wanted to kill them to cover their tracks.

Heloise shook her head.

The man nodded.

Then the two left one after the other.

"call--"

Little Gold Tooth let out a long breath and slumped into the seat, one hand covering his chest. His back was mostly wet, almost turning into a wet "temptation".

"That scared me to death."

"Is Lao He alright?"

"Luckily, I only took a wine bottle."

The group of underlings was even more outrageous.

"Boss, boss." At this moment, the underling who had just been "cared for" by Little Gold Tooth stammered, "Um, boss, boss..."

"Big what?" Little Gold Tooth frowned.

"Where did that big, big crab go?" the younger brother asked, bending his knee.

Little Gold Tooth was so startled by his words that he jumped up and slapped his underling on the head: "You son of a bitch, do you want to die?"

"Big brother." The younger brother covered his head, looking aggrieved.

"Still bigger!" Little Gold Tooth slammed his fist angrily. "Still bigger? You fucking still bigger!"

Chapter 18 The Sea of ​​Stars Above

The handcart issue is no big deal for Anran right now.

After talking with Colin, Anran ate something quick and then threw herself into the car manufacturing project.

With four small pulleys, a few steel frames, and a crossbar, Anran successfully built the handcart in a short time. Then she put a cloth over the top of the cart to provide shade and shelter from the rain.

"Great!" An Ran clapped her hands. "It has the style of my old car."

What's still missing?

plastic bag!

Selling pastries to players requires offering something to hold them in.

We can't just turn them into hand-grabbed pies.

Anran went directly to a nearby store and bought a lot of these things.

With everything prepared, she threw herself back into the grand undertaking of mechanical manufacturing.

Among the blueprints she obtained from Colin were several pieces of equipment that she could currently build to enhance her combat capabilities.

For example, a submachine gun, a Korps long-range sniper rifle, a high-energy bomb, and a flashbang.

The management of No. 1886 was not very strict, and the raw materials for making these equipment could be purchased.

Enron is just short of money.

She really didn't have much savings left, and she needed to sell the mechanical projectiles she had made.

Anran used the few remaining raw materials to begin manufacturing parts for the [Koshner long-range sniper rifle], taking it slow and producing as few parts as possible at this stage.

Late at night, after a pleasant shower, Anran browsed some player forums before going to bed, gathering some basic information before finally falling asleep.

……

Where are we going?

After breakfast, Ella followed behind Anran and asked.

“A place about 4 kilometers away from here, on Qiuyang Road, is called Shuangyuecheng R&D Center.” An Ran deliberately said a long sentence.

This time, Ella finally gave a formal response: "Oh."

She simply nodded naturally.

An Ran breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Colin had indeed lifted the ten-word limit. Thank goodness, otherwise she would have had to silently count the words in her mind every time she spoke to Ella.

Anran opened the garage door, and the morning sunlight shone into the workshop, revealing the handcarts inside.

“This is…” Ella looked at the handcart curiously.

"This is a handcart, an important prop for today," An Ran explained.

She pulled the cart out and then closed the door again.

"Let's go."

Ella asked, "Is this car safe to ride in?"

An Ran's eyelids twitched immediately, and she quickly said, "No, no, this is not a car for riding in."

If Ella were curious, she could sit on it.

Emmm...

She has to go back to get her car repaired.

"Are there any cars we can't ride in?" Ella blinked.

“Yes,” An Ran replied. “For example, handcarts, which are props used by vendors to sell their goods.”

Ella said "Oh," and then asked, "So, are we going to sell things?"

“That’s right.” An Ran nodded.

What are you selling?

There's nothing here.

"Oh my god. You'll see it soon, and then I'll have to trouble you, Ella."

"Why do you want to sell things?" Ella continued to ask.

"Make money."

Why do we need to make money?

Ella fully demonstrated her ability to ask a million questions.

"Once you've earned enough money, you can take the spaceship and leave 1886," An Ran explained patiently, without getting tired of it.

She didn't find the question-and-answer game with Ella boring.

"Huh?" Ella exclaimed in surprise, "Why does Anran want to leave No. 1886? Isn't it good here?"

"It's alright. But 1886 is too small. The infinite starry sky above us is my journey. Don't you think it's beautiful there?"

"Is it pretty?" Ella countered.

“It’s beautiful,” An Ran said. “Even before we knew that there were countless other creatures in the Star Sea, people always wanted to explore it. Now that we know how lively the Star Sea is, we want to go and see it even more.”