Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Just as An Ran pushed the other party's tentacles back, she suddenly realized that the other party's tentacles had suddenly increased in number.

It's really annoying to keep passing the buck.

"Fine, since that's the case, let's just flip the table over!"

Anran controlled the ethereal realm to climb over, directly locking onto the equipment used by the other party. Then, she continuously increased the power of the equipment's operation, and as the temperature gradually rose, she suddenly "slashed down with a knife."

With a sudden turn and stop, accompanied by a loud crackling sound, the equipment the bearded man was using went completely black.

"Hold the grass."

The bearded man jumped back in fright, but fortunately the equipment did not explode.

"What's going on?" He looked around in astonishment.

The person next to him laughed and said, "Could it be that your hand speed, honed from being single for thirty years, is too fast and you broke it?"

"fart!"

The bearded man shouted, "Quickly check if the master control privileges have been stolen!"

You mean?

"Nonsense, hurry up."

The bearded man quickly checked the equipment in front of him, and thankfully, there was no problem.

"No abnormalities found in the main control unit."

"..."

Is there really nothing wrong, or is it just temporarily lying dormant?

The bearded man felt incredibly heavy-hearted, and the confidence he had displayed while joking earlier was completely gone.

We've met a formidable opponent.

"Was it the Overlord ANR who just attacked?" The bearded man's expression changed.

"We have no choice but to change our target."

An Ran shook her head. It was a waste of time, but it wasn't a big problem. She quickly switched targets and, after swiftly capturing a destroyer, a small gap finally appeared in the enemy's formation.

"Before the enemy can fill the gaps, immediately deploy the Deep Space Spears!"

There was no time to waste. Offensive warfare is not like defense, where you can leisurely set up lethal weapons. The three Deep Space Guns were released from the warp box. At this time, the fleet responsible for the main attack was locked in a fierce battle with the enemy, attracting most of the attention.

"Ayla, it'll be your turn to shine when the Deep Space Spear is fired."

"Ah."

Ella nodded.

The idea was proposed by Ella herself, in order to end the war as soon as possible, minimize the losses in the transdimensional space, and at the same time see if the gains could be expanded.

The plan is as follows—

When the enemy is shocked by the destructive power of the Deep Space Lance and concentrates its forces to strike it, we immediately deploy our ultimate weapon, Ella, to bypass the battlefield and enter the enemy's rear.

No one is more suitable to carry out this mission than Ella.

All that's needed is for the enemy's master-level experts to make their move, and then Ella will have her chance to shine.

"Eat their entire command post!"

Rua!

Boom!

When Heloise's forces flanked from the side, the Deepspace Spear finally began to reveal its ferocious side.

The projectiles landed directly on the model of the planetary mothership.

The massive model began to disintegrate the moment it collided with the shell, turning into countless fragments in the shock of the explosion. The splattered fragments continued to cut through the ship's shields, and those ships not in the center of the explosion also suffered as a result.

Soon, a "vacuum zone" with a diameter of several thousand kilometers appeared in the center of the battlefield, where no intact spaceship remained.

"Are you kidding me?"

One of the masters who had originally intended to go forward felt a chill run down his spine; thankfully, he hadn't rushed forward.

it's time!

At this moment, Anran sent Ella into the miniature teleporter.

Using the power of ether, the teleporter was quickly activated and, without anyone noticing, was sent directly to the enemy's rear.

"Wow—"

"It's an extremely powerful electromagnetic storm! Quickly, upgrade the anti-interference system!"

On the battlefield, both sides were subjected to electromagnetic shocks for an extremely short period of time.

A moment later, the two sides were entangled again. No matter how powerful the Deep Space Spear was, this battle could not be avoided.

……

at the same time.

Inside the Dachuan Industrial and Trade Zone.

A middle-aged man wearing yellow goggles roughly pulled the door shut, and with a beep, the door was locked tight by the latch.

Suddenly, a loud banging came from behind the door.

"Badley, you fucking let me out!"

“I’m sorry, but you’ll have to stay here until the war is over. We’ve been colleagues for nearly thirty years, and I don’t want to see you go and die. This is the only thing I can do,” Badley said.

"Bullshit!"

The person behind the door was still trying to break it open: "If you have any feelings for me, let me out right now. I can't just watch my life's work be destroyed in this war."

Badley pursed his lips helplessly: "Guedes, war is inevitable. Don't waste your time. Just stay inside. I'll be very sad if you get killed because you angered those nobles."

"What are you so sad about! Buddy, open the door right now!"

Badley did not respond further.

"Why did you bastard choose to side with those nobles when there was still a chance to salvage everything?"

“It’s beyond repair, why can’t you face reality?” Badley said.

Boom boom boom!

Guedes took several steps back, used the momentum to charge forward and deliver a flying kick, but the solid door remained unmoved.

"This is the metal used to build the spaceship deck; you can't kick it open."

"Open the door!"

“The nobles will not surrender, and the attacking group will not stop fighting. The Great Ship Industrial Zone is destined to become history. Guedes, you are not stupid, so why are you unwilling to admit it?”

"How do you know it's impossible if you haven't tried!"

Guedes roared.

"When I was just a cowherd, would you have imagined that I would one day become the deputy chief engineer of the Dachuan Industrial and Trade Zone?"

"..."

Badley remained silent.

"You can't believe it, but I've always believed it. How will you know it's impossible if you don't try? Before the Great Ship Industrial and Trade Zone was established, the entire Ship Bottom Galaxy was no different from the countryside. But some people were unwilling to accept that, which is why the world-famous Great Ship Industrial and Trade Zone was built. You are also from the Ship Bottom Galaxy. Can you just stand by and watch the Great Ship Industrial and Trade Zone be destroyed? If the Great Ship Industrial and Trade Zone is gone, what will be left of the Ship Bottom Galaxy?"

What's left? Nothing but the devastation of the war.

“I know you don’t want to see your hard work go to waste, but the nobles can’t just watch the Ship's Bottom system fall either; they have no way out. And Vesa’s rebel army can’t retreat either; only by breaking through Selene can they have a chance to survive…”

“Yes, everyone has their own principles.” Guedes leaned against the door. “Some people want sweet tofu pudding, and some people want savory tofu pudding. If our principles clash and it becomes a fight to the death, fine, I respect your choice. But please don’t ask me to put myself in your shoes. I don’t need to know how noble or forced you are to do what you’re doing. You can have your principles, and I have mine. Instead of trying to deprive me of my right to choose, just give me a clean break.”

"Don't do anything foolish."

Badley turned and left.

Suddenly, Guedes roared from behind: "You son of a bitch, did you hear that, Badley? You son of a bitch! Let me out! You son of a bitch! Once I get out, I'll kill you all!"

Those who engage in speculation and profiteering deserve to die!

For a moment, only the echo of Guedes's shouts remained in the corridor.

Buddy left the prison without looking back.

He thought Guedes made a lot of sense, but he wouldn't listen to him.

Yes, I, Badley, also have my own principles.

The Dachuan Industrial Zone is beyond saving; at least we can't just watch this old friend foolishly go up there and throw his head in the sand.

"Perfect timing, the commander just sent me to find you." A young man in Imperial uniform patted Badley on the shoulder and laughed heartily. "The rebel fleet has already attacked, now is your time to shine!"

"Then let's go quickly."

Buddy glanced back at the prison gate, then followed the young man away.

Choosing the Dachuan Industrial Zone as the battlefield was not without reason; there were simply too many things available for a counterattack.

The Daisen Industrial Zone was destined to be destroyed and could only be slowly rebuilt after the war ended.

Guedes, I hope you can understand!

Just minutes after Buddy left, a working robot suddenly emerged from the grass near the detention center.

It stood there for about ten seconds, and after confirming there was no danger, it walked straight to the door of the detention center, easily removed the door, and then put it back on after it went inside.

At this moment, Guedes was the only person in the huge prison.

His ears perked up immediately when the industrial robot reached the door.

“Bardley, it is…”

thump.

There was only a soft sound in response.

Not Badley!

Guedes took several steps back. He heard a clicking sound, and before he could guess what it was, the sturdy door was suddenly taken down.