Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"Could this be a trap?" Heloise offered her opinion.

"Although it's a huge number like five trillion, in reality, it only takes one spaceship to transport it in. Just let the spaceship carrying the money in."

That's fine.

An Ran seemed indifferent, but Heloise, who treated time travel as a business, had to take it seriously.

She doesn't have An Ran's strength and doesn't care about small losses. Even if a spaceship is blown up, Heloise will seriously analyze how to avoid it in the future.

The handover went very smoothly.

Werner demonstrated a thorough understanding of the various demands posed by the transdimensional universe.

He couldn't help but understand; the thought of those expectant eyes made him unable to stand up for himself.

That's enough to accomplish the mission.

After witnessing the prosperity of the transdimensional capital city, Werner was even more shocked.

The defenses around Baplo looked impressive, but to a regular army, they were nothing special.

However, the technological metropolis rising amidst the yellow sand creates a striking contrast, resulting in a tremendous sensory impact.

"These ordinary members, judging by their individual soldier skills, are actually stronger than those of the Fourth Expeditionary Force."

"Even the special forces are no match for these outsiders."

Why are these strangers so obedient?

Werner was plunged into deep confusion.

He suddenly realized that going to such great lengths to cooperate with the transdimensional universe might actually be a good decision.

"I have delivered the money. Please act as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, we are people of our word, we do what we're paid for. And to be honest, our strength is far inferior to that of the Second Prince, we wouldn't dare risk our lives to joke with him." An Ran presented herself as reasonable.

Then let's wait for good news.

Werner left full of anticipation.

At this moment, An Ran had filled several rooms with energy coins worth five trillion Biru and was happily swimming around in them while wearing a swimsuit.

"Haha, I'm rich! I've finally gotten rid of the poverty label! Haha, five trillion... Haha... Hmm..."

I almost accidentally ate an energy coin.

"Alright, everyone get ready, let's aim our swords at the Black Tide!"

Chapter 11 is so shameless!

Kuroshio.

The situation in the region is as its name suggests.

Looking across the entire empire, even though the tides are rising everywhere, this area still has the darkest waters.

The insurgents and rioters were mixed together.

It's difficult to discern what components are mixed in their bodies.

The red color might not be blood, but rather iced tea.

The dark brown substance is probably not oil, but cola.

As for the clear, bubbly one, that must be Sprite!

That's what I wanted to explain.

You might think he's a great guy, but he could very well be the mastermind behind a shocking series of murders.

As things stand, it's impossible to find any clean members left in the Kuroshio rebel forces.

Their ambitions began to grow.

Perhaps some people dream of overthrowing imperial rule and establishing a prosperous, democratic, free, and equal modern nation.

But many more people realize that this is impossible.

This needs to be analyzed from multiple perspectives.

Both were rebellions, both had the support of the Covenant, but Night Owl was in the western world of the Empire, a desolate and wild place.

All the owl needs to do is take care of itself and forge ahead.

They were situated at the crossroads of two major powers, a geographically unfavorable situation.

Now it has developed into 16 factions, and for a time none of them could do anything to the others, let alone confront the empire head-on.

They are still no match for the neighboring Time Traveler.

Whether in terms of strength or other aspects.

The location of the Hyperspace is fantastic. Backed by Paradise, it effectively blocks large warships. If it can't win, it can retreat immediately and play guerrilla warfare with the Empire.

It seems so.

But most people forget that An Ran himself fought for this great situation.

"Once we get this batch of weapons, those guys around here won't be a match for us!"

A man with a deliberately menacing scar on his face held a knife that symbolized power and laughed as he addressed those around him.

"Chief, are we really going to do this?"

Scarface laughed, "What's so difficult about it? This is meat delivered right to our mouths. Are you still worried about the Imperial dogs? Didn't I say before that since the goods have been delivered, we should just accept them? Even if they go back on their word in the end, we'll have strengthened our power and can gain even more benefits by joining the Star Alliance."

"As for the Fourth Prince..."

“There’s nothing to consider.” Scarface shook his head. “As long as we don’t make a move, he’ll be a stray dog ​​sooner or later.”

Rising from humble beginnings, he never imagined that one day his actions would potentially sway the course of the empire.

The scarred leader couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at the thought.

He may not be able to shine like a star, but he should be as memorable as a shooting star streaking across the sky.

His pursuit was to do everything in his power to leave his mark on history.

Many years later, someone will record this in history books—

April 19, 8105 in the Imperial Calendar.

Gascoyle, the leader of the Black Tide rebels, ushered in an era of change.

That one sentence is enough.

Many people may still wonder what Gascoyol was thinking when he gave the order to attack.

I'm just imagining the scene where you guys are thinking like this!

Gascoll laughed heartily and gave orders to the fleet in the distance.

"Attack!"

It is thousands of light-years away.

In the starry sky somewhere near the border of Naglia in the Kuroshio region.

The welcoming force of the Thousand Crane Star rebels had just encountered a fleet transporting weapons from beyond time and space.

After a brief handover confirmation, the Qianhexing rebels paid the remaining balance of the order.

An Ran couldn't help but smile when she received the transfer notification.

At this moment, she lay lazily in a floating basin, which she had tossed into the energy coin pool.

Oh, and the floating basin is also filled with ice-cold water.

Above their heads was a small, artificial sun floating.

In Anran's eyes, the right side reads "wealth" and the left side reads "possession".

"Eight hundred billion pesos, so-so."

Anran, with her belly exposed, was enjoying the pleasure of sunbathing in a sea of ​​money.

"Next, it's your turn to perform."

The rebels on Qianhe Star did not notice that the spaceships sent out by An Ran were all old and outdated, nor did they notice that there were no NPCs on the spaceships.

The entire delivery was handled remotely by AI Tantang.

The players who were sent out were all on secret missions to fight monsters and level up.

I don't know if anyone will come.

Don't worry, it will definitely happen; ANR said it themselves.

That's true.

Players in the Time-Traveling World have a deep-seated trust in Anran.

"If you can't even trust your wife who controls the family finances, who can you trust?"

That seems to make sense.

The players didn't have to wait long.

Several hours after meeting with the rebel forces of Qianhe Star, the probes deployed by the spaceship returned with news.

"Five unidentified spaceships have appeared at a distance of 120 light-seconds, deflected 32 degrees forward and 37 degrees downward on the right wing."

"The left wing..."

The fog of war was lifted as hundreds of spaceships suddenly emerged from the shadows.

These ships rushed over at extremely high speed, braving thick energy shields, and launched the first attack on the ships of the Thousand Crane Star Rebellion Army.

"They're here to rob arms dealers."

Players immediately realized their purpose.

That's so obvious.

The reason they only attacked the rebel forces on Qianhe Star was not only because they had more ships, but also because their ships did not carry any weapons.