Poverty makes me capable of anything.

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Meng Xingchen immediately flattered, "The Captain is truly insightful and far-sighted! He is simply a role model for us all!"

Oh.

Juliana's cold laugh made Meng Xingchen's heart skip a beat.

The main event has finally arrived.

"As for you guys, you couldn't even beat the weakest rabbit. I had to step in in the end. Go back and reflect on your actions. Once you return to Baplo, you'll be ready to enter the training camp."

ha?

Meng Xingchen was dumbfounded.

Training camp?

What the hell?

Juliana didn't care what he was thinking and strode into her bedroom.

"Keep a close watch on the outside."

The sound drifted out.

……

In the deep starry sky.

The transdimensional fleet has already set off from the uninhabited planet next door and blocked the path of the combined fleet.

The leader of the rabbit-eared tribe's fleet was filled with unease.

Although he had advised An Ran not to be so impulsive, what could he do now that she had already done it?

We can only make the best preparations and be ready to go and provide support at any time.

At this time, Anran and Ella were not with the main force.

They were hiding to the side or rear in an inconspicuous little spaceship.

"The target is 300 light-seconds away from the fire network. Once it enters the firing range, immediately launch a full-scale attack. Do not let any spaceship escape."

After giving the order, Anran sat calmly in his seat.

The Ether Realm is ready.

I guarantee that not a single word of it will get out.

Originally, it didn't have to be so complicated, but Anran recently received news that the joint fleet only sent half of its fleet to the front to sweep through, while the people in charge were still sitting comfortably in the rear, having pleasant talks.

"In that case, I'll give you a big surprise later."

An Ran thought to herself.

The combined fleet personnel also spotted the hyperspace fleet ahead.

"This fleet only has one-third the number of our ships."

"Only one-third? Haha, even with the rabbit-eared tribe's aid, it's less than two-thirds. It's certainly passionate, but unfortunately, it's all for nothing."

The commander sneered, "Full speed ahead! Use infiltration tactics to quickly crush the enemy fleet! I'm going to march straight to the Rabbit-Eared Clan's homeworld! Let these rabbits know we're not someone they can mess with!"

"Order!"

The combined fleet's speed has increased again.

As time passed, the 300 light-second distance was finally erased.

The combined fleet plunged headlong into the firepower of the hyperspace fleet.

"Let me show you the mechanical army I built with money!"

Space-based rays, laser-cutting turrets, air-trapping cannons, matter disintegrators, spacetime torrents, tachyon weapons, antimatter torpedoes...

An Ran emptied the blueprint library to create weapons that were lined up in the starry sky. Under the cover of the fleet, they roared in unison at the combined fleet!

"Ella, let's go!"

"Ok!"

An inconspicuous spaceship swooped down toward the combined fleet.

"Enemy attack!"

"How did they manage to hit it from so far!"

The combined fleet was suddenly thrown into chaos.

Chapter 46 What are you talking about?

While there may be some differences in their construction, the combined fleet's ships and the hyperspace ships are virtually identical in terms of defense.

Does it have an energy shield?

Does it have a special type of external armor?

Then let's unleash countless cannon fire!

Normally, An Ran would be very stingy and reluctant to part with it, but what she was throwing out was artillery fire, and what she was losing was half of her fortune.

But the thought of annihilating the combined fleet and having all the assets of the four families behind it fall into her hands made An Ran feel happy.

A heart the size of a mung bean can easily hold a boat.

“Don’t hold back, fight hard, I have plenty of…” An Ran thought for a moment, “…supplies!”

She can lie with complete confidence about other things, but when it comes to money...

She really has no money, you bastards, don't even think about taking my money.

Your sister Anran is so poor that she has to go down to the mines herself to mine. Why don't you hurry up and donate some money? Do you have any respect for yourselves who keep saying "ANR is my older sister" and "ANR is my wife"?

"I'm very poor, please give me money!"

beep...

drop!

The commander of the combined fleet was sweating profusely.

Because of incorrect predictions, and because of the wrong order to carry out infiltration tactics.

The combined fleet blindly plunged into the enemy's line of fire.

After the first round, the spaceship exploded and disintegrated, one signal after another disappeared from the star map, and the wandering tiny celestial bodies were shattered into dozens of pieces under the bombardment.

"The enemy's firepower is too intense; we must change our formation!"

An anxious shout came from the other end of the communicator.

"Change formation! Change formation! Quickly switch to a diamond formation!"

A moment later, the second contact arrived.

"Request for withdrawal..."

"Retreat? What retreat?!" The commander, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately flew into a rage upon hearing this. "The war has only just begun, and you're already thinking about retreating? Don't you think you've embarrassed yourself enough?"

He didn't say anything harsher, for fear of provoking these people.

What if they just quit? Who can we complain to?

Ultimately, they're not a united front; a hastily assembled fleet is no match for them.

The commander thought impatiently.

There was a long silence on the other end, as if they thought the commander wouldn't scold them anymore, before they whispered, "Requesting the cancellation of the flank shield supply, the main gun's firing range is insufficient."

"..."

The commander was dumbfounded.

You misunderstood.

How embarrassing!

But no matter how you look at it, the other party's request makes perfect sense. He coughed lightly and said, "Let's retreat then. The flank shields aren't very useful before close combat. Anyway..."

Chattering away.

To cover up his embarrassment, the commander rambled on for a long time.

To avoid wasting everyone's time with this group's nonsense, Anran directly deployed a massive ethereal domain.

The sudden electromagnetic storm caused a brief disruption to communications for the Combined Fleet.

The commander was still talking, and after saying a lot, he was about to take a sip of tea to moisten his throat when he suddenly realized that the communicator had long lost signal.

Does that mean his nonsense didn't get out at all?

The person on the other end of the communicator was also a bit confused.

Why did they just hang up like that?

But he soon realized something was wrong, not because the attacks from the hyperspace fleet had become more ferocious.

Instead, the spaceship's AI froze for two seconds.

The red warning light immediately activated the beeping mode.

The wailing sound was making people uneasy.

Once the AI recovered, most of the Combined Fleet spotted a small, gradually approaching point of light on the star map.

This is a spot of light that wasn't recorded.

This means that they are not their companions.

"Quick, let's see what that is!"

The commander's expression changed slightly.