Poverty makes me capable of anything.

An Ran's words made the intelligence officers sigh in despair.

There's nothing more to say; we can only declare war.

“He was killed by that demon,” An Ran added.

Ok?

The intelligence officer was taken aback.

Hey, can't you just finish what you're saying at once? You made me worry for nothing.

An Ran sent the video directly.

“I didn’t tamper with this video. You can have someone check it. I was just lucky that this scene was captured, otherwise I would have been framed,” An Ran said “thankfully.”

"Please wait a moment."

Anran indicated that there was no problem.

The intelligence personnel immediately opened the video and watched it.

The first paragraph is about the devil stabbing Theodore to death.

The second scene is the one where the demon is blown up.

The video is clear and the sound is distinct, with no issues regarding the angle. If the video is genuine and not fabricated, then it certainly has nothing to do with time travel.

"You should thank me, if I hadn't stopped that demon in time, you wouldn't have been able to get your revenge."

Oh.

It's still ANR's consistent style.

The intelligence officer responded to An Ran with a formulaic smile.

"We will contact you again after the test results are available."

"Go get it tested, I, ANR, have a clear conscience!"

After hanging up the call, Ai Leixi had already walked to An Ran's side.

What are your plans next?

"Go back to the transdimensional space and wait for the opportunity you spoke of."

"Okay, then I'll take you back first and then return to Aistar. Anyway, I don't have anything to do lately."

"Whatever you want."

An Ran didn't care that Ai Leixi was following her.

Even if they were inseparable 24 hours a day, she still couldn't get any information out of him.

Actually, Eresh discovered something.

She found that Anran had become particularly shameless.

This is not a pretense, but genuine shamelessness.

Okay, that's not entirely incomprehensible. After going through so much and so many years, it's possible that the innocent girl could become narcissistic, cold-blooded, and shameless.

People are always changing.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the memory.

……

On the way back, Anran took stock of the mission rewards.

20 billion free experience points reward;

The limited-use item, Alienation Channel, can open a passage to another dimension that only the user can pass through, lasting for 3 hours. It is a trump card for emergencies.

Then there's a random ability draw card.

This card was dropped by the "Linker," and the ability it grants is the same as that of the demon and Rachel.

Anran was quite lucky, drawing the demon's special ability—Life Sacrifice, which sacrifices 30% of her health to increase all attributes by 15%, with a 12-hour cooldown.

Since Anran can sacrifice gray bars, it's equivalent to her gaining a 15% boost during combat, which is absolutely amazing.

"We've made a fortune!"

Of course, it would be even better if it were a demonic factor that was rated as an A+ level skill.

……

When An Ran returned to Planet Mushroom Cloud 01, he found only a disintegrating Nova Allied Forces.

After receiving the promise and compensation, the main force of the Crystal Civilization escorted the severely injured Grand Technician Xavier back to his ancestral land.

Vesa's army also split into two, and on the third-to-last day of 8106, they headed towards the Senun region.

Next, they will run all the way before encountering resistance from the Imperial Guard.

That will be the most chaotic place in the entire empire right now—the Central Region.

Because Theodore ran away with Rachel, the front lines disintegrated that very day; some were incorporated into Vesa's forces, while others went their separate ways.

Even the underground mercenary group has withdrawn its flag and left.

Only the Vesa army's garrison and the hyperspace forces remained near the Mushroom Cloud 01 planet.

The Selene military industrial zone, which had been shattered by the war, finally ushered in peace.

Even the clouds in the sky have begun to show their colorful side.

When saying goodbye, Anran still reminded the people on Visa's side of something.

“Beware of those who wander the streets and alleys preaching.”

Anran couldn't allow players to continue fighting cults here; this wasn't her territory after all. The real priority was to properly manage Nagria and Black Tide, which were now practically subordinate to the Hyperdimensional Dimension.

"It's been half a year since I came out."

Standing on the airport's gangway, An Ran said with some emotion.

I left Pavlo in early June and returned at the end of December.

It's actually been almost 7 months.

On the spaceship, she will bid farewell to 8106 and welcome the brand new year 8107.

How much will those who remain in the time-space transition change now?

"Let's go!"

An Ran gently brushed aside her bangs, which had been ruffled by the wind.

Just as she reached the third level of the gangway, several figures suddenly flew over from afar.

"and many more!"

"Wait for us!"

The shouts startled everyone in the airport.

An Ran turned around and saw Wilmer and his three goofy henchmen flying towards her.

"Didn't the mercenary group already leave?" Iben's eyes widened.

"Who knows?"

An Ran shrugged.

A minute later, Wilmer and his three men stood before An Ran, their faces tense.

"Is there a problem?"

"that……"

Wilmer scratched his head. Since things had come to this, he might as well speak out bravely, being middle-aged!

"Are you guys in the Time-Traveling universe still hiring?" Wilmer asked loudly. "If you are, what do you think of us?"

ha?

An Ran was startled by Wilmer's loud voice and took a step back.

Did you hear me wrong?

Wilmer actually wants to join the Time-Traveling Dimension.

"Are you kidding me? You don't want the underground mercenary group anymore?" Ibn asked in astonishment.

He seriously suspected that these people were out of their minds.

Instead of being a proper mercenary leader, he ran off to a time-space dimension.

Are there people who don't want a comfortable life and insist on working overtime?

Eben wanted to say something to Wilmer to stop him from jumping into the fire, but Anran turned around and glared at him.

The meaning is clear.

Hehehe...

Everything is fine and carefree.

If you don't want to work yourself to death, then say less!

“Actually, we had our farewell dinner more than ten days ago.” Wilmer smiled shyly. “The current undercover mercenary group is being led by the former logistics officer.”

Jill and the others nodded repeatedly.

That's right, we've already had a farewell dinner and handed over the mercenary group to others. This is enough to prove our sincere dedication to joining the Time-Space Alliance.

Let me in! Pear syrup!

Jill clasped her hands together, her eyes filled with eager anticipation.

Looks like a huge ANR fan?

Ibn thought to himself.

An Ran was very clear that the Time-Space Dimension needed to continue recruiting, as there was indeed a severe shortage of high-end combat power.

Although Wilmer and the others aren't very reliable, it would be perfect to send them to manage the Dust Territory. There's no fear of them causing trouble there.