Poverty makes me capable of anything.

This is a grand celebration of science and technology.

Through reconnaissance, An Ran learned that some of these buildings were simply for sightseeing, while others were weapons disguised as weapons.

It looks so delicious it makes my mouth water.

I really want to rush up there and analyze all these buildings.

However, this is just wishful thinking.

The Flying Star ship docked at the third-floor airport. After leaving the airport, An Ran contacted Zhou Jieyu and the others.

Where are you now?

Ok?

Why did An Ran suddenly ask about this?

Li Zhuying's ears perked up. What is this called? This is called caring!

It seems An Ran still treats her differently!

If An Ran knew what she was thinking, she would definitely respond as follows—

Of course! These are high-end chives! Just because the harvested chives are more valuable, how could our attitude be different?

After all, I'm the one who inherited Tencent's ambition!

Is depositing 1,000 the same as depositing 10 million?

"We've just passed the Atlantis region, and it's estimated that we'll arrive at Elimeria in about three days," Lin Yumo's voice came through the communicator.

"Three more days?"

An Ran was taken aback, but she quickly realized that this was actually quite normal.

Although Zhou Jieyu and her group set off relatively early, it was only two days earlier. Compared to the speed of a regular civilian spaceship, the speed of the Flying Star Ship was simply overwhelming.

In other words, this was the first time the Flying Star Ship had traveled this route. It had to go through inspections at many passes before it could proceed. Otherwise, it would have been three or four days faster.

"Is there anything we can help you with?" Zhou Jieyu asked.

"It's nothing, just a moment of reflection. I'm already on Aixing now," An Ran said calmly.

what?

The three people on the other end of the communicator were immediately startled.

Is Anran already on Aixing?

"Are you kidding me?"

"You'll see when you get here. I'm going to wander around the neighborhood for a bit first. Contact me when you arrive."

Completely bewildered.

How did An Ran end up in the capital?

Driven by intense curiosity, An Ran didn't tell them the reason at all.

The call ended there.

“No rush. Now that we’re here, let’s explore around and collect a map of the capital for future reference,” Anran said to Ella over the radio.

"Mmm-hmm." Ella nodded repeatedly.

If you want to accomplish great things, how can you do it without being familiar with the terrain?

The entire planet Ai is a huge urban cluster built up by connecting many small cities.

The powerful and wealthy run rampant here; if you throw a stone on the street, there's a high chance you'll hit a billionaire.

This takes into account tourists, business people, and poor players who do not own property on Aistar.

Every homeowner in Aixing is definitely worth over 100 million yuan.

But this doesn't mean there are no poor people on Planet Ai. When they wander to the ground and walk in the suburbs between cities, they can still see some commoners with sallow complexions.

They either had no place to live, or they lived in makeshift shacks they had built themselves.

This is the state of the lowest-ranking civilians on Planet Ai. Compared to other places, it's actually much better. The only problem is that there are too many people they can't afford to offend.

The powerful nobles ran rampant, and if they offended someone with a bad temper, they would soon be drowned in the Yellow River.

"River of Killing!"

The great river in front of An Ran, with its surging white waves, is nicknamed the River of Slaughter.

The water flows from north to south, and the river is several thousand meters wide.

"It seems like the ordinary people here are all very unhappy," Ella whispered to Anran.

"Why do you say that?" An Ran turned her head.

Ella said, "Because their expressions all looked very serious, based on their expressions, they were behaving exactly like those strangers who were 'encountering something unpleasant,' which is why I had that feeling."

Ella, who had nothing to do while staying in the transdimensional space, actually put in a lot of effort to study human facial expression.

An Ran nodded: "This is the pressure of life. Although we live on such a prosperous planet, the pace of life is ridiculously fast. To survive here, we have to carry too much burden every day."

Ella nodded, seemingly understanding.

What are the pressures of life?

He knew how to carry her, and occasionally he had to carry An Qianqian on his back, but it wasn't heavy at all.

I don't feel any pressure being by An Ran's side. I feel more bouncy and elastic.

"What you said is correct, but it's still too one-sided."

Suddenly, a young man in a white shirt stopped beside An Ran, leaning his hands on the railing and gazing into the distance across the river.

Who are you?

An Ran turned around without saying a word.

If you come over and interrupt my conversation with Ella, you might get a beating!

"According to my research, the burdens of life for the people of the capital account for less than a quarter of the total burden." The man in the white shirt casually tugged at the top button of his shirt.

He then let out a long sigh, his tone filled with helplessness.

"..."

"o((⊙﹏⊙))o"

Ella stared blankly at the guy who had suddenly appeared.

"You're probably not from the capital, are you?" The man in the white shirt seemed to have calmed down a bit, and turned around with a smile to say to An Ran.

"No."

"I am a researcher at the Imperial Capital International Affairs Research Institute," the man in the white shirt introduced himself.

Unmoved.

She seemed to understand something.

Because of her overwhelming charm, she seems to have been flirted with.

This kind of experience is actually quite rare.

Because An Ran rarely appears in the world of ordinary people, who would dare to flirt with her when she was in the transdimensional world? She was also fighting everywhere in the Blue Forest, so it was even more impossible for her to have long-term contact with ordinary people.

Sure enough, the man in the white shirt continued, "This little guy is your maid robot, isn't he?"

Anran nodded.

He chuckled inwardly.

Little guy, if you take it out, it could crush you.

Foolish brother.

"It's a very cute design."

"You're right."

Ella was immediately delighted.

Because Anran also thought she was cute.

"Let's get back to our previous topic." The man in the white shirt cleared his throat and said confidently, "I mentioned earlier that only one-quarter of the burdens on the people of the capital come from the pressures of daily life, while the remaining three-quarters actually come from this clearly outdated political system!"

The white shirt presented a "stunning" argument.

An Ran's eyes widened.

Ella looked back.

"Is that so?" An Ran said "doubtfully," "But the Empire has been the strongest country for over a hundred years."

The man in the white shirt chuckled, "I'm not referring to the imperial system, but rather the utterly corrupt aristocratic system. The existence of the aristocratic system blocks most of the upward mobility, especially in the capital, where nobles are everywhere. Ordinary people encounter eight or ten nobles every day when they go out..."

The man in the white shirt spoke eloquently, and he noticed that An Ran seemed very interested in what he was saying. Even the maid robot was listening attentively, so he spoke even more enthusiastically.

Catering to their preferences—this strategy has proven consistently effective.

These days, being good-looking can't put food on the table, but being extremely good-looking can.

Knowledge is also a good weapon to arm oneself.

It's a great tool for showing off in front of girls!

If the conversation goes well, we might be able to continue it in another place.

The white shirt came to mind.

If only I could have a story with this beautiful girl in front of me who has such an extraordinary aura...

"Nobles are utterly despicable... huh?"

As he was talking, the man in the white shirt suddenly stopped talking.

When you're multitasking, you might even forget what you were saying when you stop.

All I knew was that there were suddenly several more people in the audience.

The extra people wore black bowler hats and each carried a large black and white stick.