Poverty makes me capable of anything.

No one cares how the Black Tide fighting has turned out, and no one cares how the conflict between the Omnic Tribe and the Night Owl has become.

"This game is really fun."

It's like playing Red Dead Redemption 2, where you use the terrain to your advantage and dash into an unreleased DLC world, galloping freely on horseback – pure bliss!

……

"Elder, those people from the neighboring star system are far too powerful!"

The rabbit that was reporting bit its tongue.

"We must never make enemies of them."

"These are monsters that are impossible to kill."

The Grand Elder, with one hand on his chin and the other gripping his scepter, was lost in thought.

He wasn't considering just how terrifying the people in the neighboring star system really were.

Rather, it refers to the current situation of the rabbit-eared tribe.

In this vast dust realm, the rabbit-eared race occupied only a tiny, inconspicuous patch of land on the edge.

Life is temporarily worry-free, but the living environment is still very harsh.

The rabbit-eared tribe acquired their current territory by overthrowing the oppression of a certain mercenary group, but now they face a more severe external situation and may be conquered by other powerful forces at any time.

Becoming a follower is one thing, but becoming a slave with no human rights would be terrible.

But just then, people from the neighboring star system came to join in the fun, which was really a pain in the ass.

The elder stroked his beard.

What if those indestructible special creatures launch a direct attack on the nearest rabbit-eared tribe?

Asking for help when you encounter an undead creature like this is probably useless.

Even if they manage to repel them temporarily, the rabbit-eared tribe will still be the ones who suffer in the end.

“We…we’d better make contact with them first and see how things go,” the elder said.

The elder thought that if the enemy was too strong, it would be better to surrender than to be conquered.

Chapter 03 These Six Months

If possible, I'd rather be a guide.

That's what the Rabbit-Eared Clan's elder is thinking for now.

But all of this will happen after contact with the transdimensional space-time continuum.

Perhaps they truly love peace and have no interest in the Dust Territory?

Then do business with them; it's never a bad thing to be on good terms with such a powerful force.

Before the second meeting, Anran returned to Baplo. Things were temporarily settled here, and the players could focus on mining. She was in a hurry to get back so that Erin could make more Void Elixir and diluted versions of it.

Players have recently seen a significant increase in strength, so we can't just leave the NPCs in the Time-Space Rift unattended.

There's no problem with the higher-ups, but An Qianqian, who's living a carefree and leisurely life, has already reached level 60.

Anran planned to distribute the first batch of diluted Void Elixir to those who had made significant contributions to the Hyperdimensional Dimension in their internal evaluations.

Strong capabilities can attract talent, while a reasonable internal evaluation system can retain talent.

Things that need to be spent still need to be spent.

Flowers should be bloomed in Nagorlia, and also in Hidden Sands; flowers should be bloomed on both sides.

The Void Elixir is expensive, but if it can enhance one's transdimensional strength, An Ran won't feel so bad about spending the money.

I just killed a few Void Demons to vent my anger. Although you are ugly, you can still shine as raw materials.

"We rabbit-eared people live nearby and make a living by mining and selling mineral resources."

During the second meeting, the representative of the rabbit-eared tribe smiled and struck up a conversation with Number 007.

An Ran responded with her own smile, singing in her heart, "Little bunny, open the door!"

The rabbits are very wary, but they can't resist Anran's deception.

They routinely spread brainwashing rhetoric around them, constantly claiming to be peace ambassadors, with a level of peace-lovingness comparable to that of a Nobel Peace Prize laureate.

I will not offend others unless they offend me; if they offend me, I will treat them like leeks to be harvested...

"Actually, I am also a scientific researcher, and I am especially interested in technologies that I have never seen before," said No. 007.

"?"

Doing scientific research? You must be joking.

The rabbit-eared tribe quickly noticed An Ran's actions.

Number 007 took a blue crystal from his body and placed it on his right hand.

“This is a common energy source used in our area,” Anran explained.

"?"

An Ran then took out some small metal blocks.

"This is a very common metal."

The rabbit nodded.

He recognized these metals as well.

The cheap metals in the Empire did not become expensive simply because they had arrived in another star system.

However, it's possible that the amount of this metal, which is scarce in the empire, isn't so small.

"These are some small tools used for manufacturing."

The miniature manufacturing tools are now also made by Anran herself.

The rabbits were all staring intently at the item that number 007 had placed on the ground.

Making something simple is something even Agent 007 could easily do.

That hand speed is unmatched, even by the ancestor of mages who has been single for eight hundred years.

In a flurry of light and shadow, the metal block and psionic core quickly transformed into a palm-sized drone, complete with two clips.

With a tap of the finger on the bottom of the drone, the intelligent program was transmitted from No. 007.

The propeller spun rapidly, making a buzzing sound, hovering above the heads of several startled rabbits.

They had hardly ever seen anything like it before.

During their brief encounter, An Ran witnessed it firsthand.

The rabbit-eared tribe is not immune to technology.

Their spaceship was, after all, a product of technology, only with the addition of a magic module, making it a combination of technology and magic.

The Rabbit-Eared Race wields magical power; they are an interstellar race born from a magical civilization.

Almost all of their technological products were purchased from outside sources or seized from the oppressor they had previously overthrown.

But the rabbit-eared tribe is poor.

Their situation is actually similar to that of a time-traveling entity.

They have a lot of fixed assets, but no extra money to enjoy them.

In order to survive in this dusty territory, which is far more chaotic than the empire, one can only continuously increase one's strength.

Vehicles capable of interstellar travel, and various items that can increase magical reserves.

I'll just look at drones; I can't afford them.

Or perhaps you've never even seen it before.

Not to mention seeing Anran quickly and efficiently create a drone.

"what!"

The clip caught on a female rabbit-eared tribeswoman's ear. She quickly reached out to pat it off, and 007 instructed the drone to release the clip.

"Actually, it's not just technological civilization; within our hyperspace, we also research martial arts, magic, superpowers, and telekinesis. Hyperspace is all-encompassing..."

Number 007 has started advocating for peace again.

We don't like fighting ourselves, but it's so much more fun to encourage others to fight.

The brief exchange left the rabbit-eared tribe with the following impressions of time travel—

He's not the domineering CEO type.

Seemingly peace-loving, but I'll question that for now.

It's a hodgepodge; the performance techniques are delicate, but it includes everything.

They look very wealthy.

Although the energy source called the psionic core is not as volatile as the magic source, it is more stable.

In summary, the Hyperdimensional Dimension possesses advanced technology, and the products they manufacture are needed by the Rabbit-Eared Tribe.

The rabbit-eared tribe also has things they want.

The young woman who was in charge of the mining operation seemed very interested in the magical civilization of the rabbit-eared people.

The magic of the rabbit-eared race is amplification magic.

"Money is a completely different thing, so the only option is barter."

Energy coins are universally accepted in the star system where the Empire is located, but the Rabbit-Eared Race is a magical civilization, so they don't need energy coins. As for the source of magic, An Ran is a mechanic, and the Hyperdimensional Dimension is a technology-driven force. Taking a little for research is fine, but taking too much would be useless.

"Let's trade minerals for weapons."

Since it's all about selling mines, it doesn't matter who we sell to.

Well enough--

"Trade intelligence for weapons."