Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"Ruined."

It's all over.

The defenders of the Carapace system were thrown into panic.

They knew all too well how powerful the Spear of the Deep Space was; even Yates in his prime might not have been able to withstand it, let alone a heavily wounded Yates.

When the smoke cleared, Yates was indeed nowhere to be seen in the combat zone. Only Anran stretched lazily and walked back to the Flying Starship.

Even the most formidable Yates couldn't defeat them, so what could these small fry possibly do?

Artillery fire is useless against ANR like this.

Therefore, when Anran issued the order to "advance," the defending ships either fled in panic or simply disarmed themselves on the spot.

"These are all good things, don't mess them up!" An Ran warned the captains of each spaceship.

The final cleanup of the battlefield is underway in the Time-Space Realm, and videos of the battle in the Bottom of the Ship Galaxy have spread rapidly among players.

The Time-Space Empire won, but Anran won even more decisively.

A mechanic fought a melee master and emerged victorious unscathed.

She was facing a fatal blow that was almost at the level of a grandmaster!

I can't understand it, and no one can understand it either.

“We are different, so different,” a famous mechanic later commented.

Chapter 51: Is the way to break free of the shackles to boil oneself? (Part 1)

The Carapace Galaxy has entered a period of rare tranquility.

The light from the explosions of the naval guns was no longer visible in the central ship industrial and trade zone. If it weren't for the war causing a sudden increase in the amount of debris floating in space, no one would have imagined that a devastating war capable of destroying a planet had taken place here just five hours earlier.

After Yates was blown to smithereens, the Time Traveler essentially brought the situation under control in just three hours.

Besides the excellent work done by the transdimensional landing team, this was also due to the cooperation of the garrison in the Great Ship Industrial Zone. Seeing their own key figure fall, apart from some who were terrified and prepared to run away, the others immediately disarmed themselves.

With the ship's cannons locked, the AI ​​control of the spaceship was decisively handed over. As for the anti-aircraft arrays, due to the previous portal incident, most of them had not yet been restored to normal. The engineers who were sent to repair them threw down their tools and sat down on the ground as soon as they heard about the warring states on the front lines.

"Although we lost the war, I inexplicably felt relieved."

A young soldier, taking off his combat gear, remarked with emotion.

His words immediately won the approval of those around him.

"Yes."

The middle-aged man next to him glanced at the electromagnetic gun in his hand, smirked, and then threw the gun away.

He plopped down on the ground, braced himself with his hands behind him, and looked up at the starry sky.

He exuded a melancholy aura.

"If we lose, we won't have to think so much, and we won't have to face those strangers who are no different from monsters."

Not long ago, he was also involved in a counterattack on a nearby planet and was deeply impressed by the ferocity of the players.

Those people are monsters in human form!

They didn't rush in to fight; they went to their deaths.

Even human lives cannot bridge the chasm created by the disparity between the two sides.

He was fortunate enough to board the evacuation ship and save his life.

He survived, but he was still frequently awakened by players suddenly appearing in his nightmares while he slept.

I was terrified that these players would take me away in my sleep.

Now it's all good!

Are those strangers really that terrifying?

The inexperienced young man asked in confusion, and then sat down next to the middle-aged man.

"They're much more formidable than you imagine." The middle-aged man had a blade of grass dangling from his mouth. "Even the special forces aren't a match for them. There are hundreds of thousands of them. Once they seize the ground landing points, things will get difficult..."

Middle-aged people begin to reminisce about the past and pass on their experiences to younger people.

"In short, they'll be coming to Newland soon, so don't provoke them," the middle-aged man warned repeatedly.

The young man remained somewhat skeptical, but nodded and said, "I'll remember."

Seniority is highly valued in the Imperial Army.

Unbeknownst to them, their conversation was filmed by players from the same faction, and the photos were then sold to a prominent media outlet in the Selene military district.

So, when the time-traveling fleet could see the outline of Newland, a news report describing the post-war situation was suddenly inserted into the numerous reports of battle results.

【Newland Under the Night Sky – Observations from One Hour After the Battle】

Upon learning that the war had ended in defeat, the defenders on Newland threw down their weapons.

Some people lay on their backs on the ground, as if they had lost their purpose in life in an instant.

Some people knelt on the ground in ecstasy, raising their hands high, gazing at the starry sky, and praying incessantly.

Some people sat forlornly on high places, burying their heads deeply in their knees, but when the reporter approached, he found them laughing wildly!

"Hahahaha..."

some people……

For example, that photo that attracted a lot of attention.

Under the starry sky, a middle-aged soldier who had thrown down his weapon sat on the grass talking to a young man.

The collapse of the energy supply system plunged most of Newland into darkness. Newland, which had spent decades under the influence of heavy industry, had never seen such a beautiful starry sky.

They gazed at the starry sky, their eyes reflecting the starlight.

What kind of emotion is shining brightly?

Such speculation sparked widespread discussion within the empire.

As a result, news about the victory was overshadowed.

"Results? Thanks to the efforts of progressives, the corrupt nobles were defeated as expected!"

"The war in the Selene region has taken a turn for the better, and I believe the noble army will soon be completely defeated!"

Most people hold this view, and it seems completely unworthy of discussion.

The war in the Carapace system wasn't actually that important in this campaign; its impact was probably limited to the morale of both sides.

Even after the video of Anran and Yates' fight was released, it didn't cause much of a stir in the eyes of ordinary people.

It's nothing more than "that pretty and powerful woman in the Nova League defeated the fierce nobleman," nothing worth discussing, maybe it just added a few more NPC fans to Anran.

However, in the eyes of "professionals," the impact is completely different.

Anran, a mechanic, defeated Yates in a 1v1 battle.

After all, Yates was no nobody.

In the Crystal Civilization's camp, En, who had previously spoken to An Ran, dubiously scratched his ear upon hearing the news, repeatedly asking, "What did you say?"

Watch the video; there's no more intuitive way to express yourself than watching a video directly.

From doubt to horror to complete petrification.

En also only took less than ten minutes.

"Completely unharmed? And your hairstyle isn't even messed up?"

This is absolutely outrageous!

He's just a mechanic!

En also fell into deep self-doubt. After seeing Yates' final move, he thought that even the Crystal Civilization, known for its defense, would not be able to achieve any safety even with the most advanced crystal technology.

Unless Yates is lost in a daze, constantly battling wits with thin air.

Because none of the attacks landed on her, An Ran was unharmed.

En also showed the video to the master technician Xavier.

'Master Technician, what do you think of this attack...?'

Xavier squinted: "It has far exceeded my capabilities, but whether it has reached the Grandmaster level, I, who have never stepped into the Grandmaster level, cannot say for sure."

"..."

En had nothing to say.

Even the master technician admitted that he couldn't compare. Keep in mind that the master technician had been stuck at the peak of the master level for more than ten years and was one of the most powerful people in the master level. So his words are naturally credible.

"Could it be..."

En also raised his own questions, just as he had been thinking.

“If it is indeed a phantom, then the ruler of the transdimensional world is probably more powerful than you imagine,” Xavier said.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because her spiritual attainments are enough to influence a martial artist who has sacrificed the remaining power of an ancient god, which is probably a skill that only a grandmaster can possess."

clatter--

The bracelet that Eun-ye was holding fell to the ground.

Grandmaster?

If ANR is truly a master, then the fact that he shouted in front of her that Crystal Civilization's technology was the best in the world and wasn't slapped away by her is incredibly lucky.

No, this isn't a matter of good or bad luck. It just shows that ANR is very magnanimous and wouldn't bother with such a trivial matter.

Looking back on the past.

ANR seemed to only say one thing: "If you want to yell, go yell at the people in the Mechanic Guild. I'm not the best Mechanic, so what's the point of you talking to me?"

It turns out, it was all just modesty!