Chapter 280

Chapter 280. Alone in the Fortress. (2)

Right after hearing those words, a new event message popped up in front of my eyes.

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<Event>

<Loss of Command Over the 'Pirate Alliance's Defense Fleet'!>

<Details>

<The fleet, temporarily handed over by Pirate Empress Marian, has achieved its objective, and the command authority has been automatically revoked from the Commander!>

<The stance of the 'Pirate Alliance's Defense Fleet' has been changed to 'Friendly Neutral'.>

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“Aw, man.”

As soon as I saw it, I couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed.

Thanks to temporarily receiving command from Marian, I had been able to freely use a mixed fleet of nearly 5,000 ships.

But now, that’s no longer possible.

Well, to be precise, it won’t be possible after a week, but still, what can you do?

“So, are they leaving after a week?”

“That seems to be the case. Honestly, the Commander’s self-defense isn’t as weak as it used to be.”

The bearded pirate admiral’s words had a subtle jab, but they weren’t wrong. I nodded in agreement.

Of course, it would be much more beneficial for me if they just stayed here.

Originally, they came because their leader, Marian, was at our base.

Our defenses were so weak that they came to cover for us and to escort Marian, preventing any… biological disasters (?) from happening.

But now that we’ve secured Avalon Fortress and our defenses are solid, there’s really no reason for them to stay.

Unless they decide to stick around on their own, but Marian would probably punch the bearded pirate in the gut if that happened.

“It’s inevitable, right? That fleet is one of your main forces, after all.”

“Thanks for understanding, Oppa.”

Unfortunately, since Marian was there with the bearded guy, I decided to let them go without any fuss.

“Some idiots mistake dispatched fleets for their own, but you’re different, Commander.”

“Oh…”

Of course, it wasn’t because I noticed the subtle threat (?) from the bearded old man smiling behind Marian.

Anyway, after wrapping up the conversation, since they weren’t leaving until a week later, we decided to hold a simple farewell party.

After all, they weren’t the type to care for formalities like the Xenobia Empire’s Kanfu-loving faction. They were more like the laid-back Caribbean pirates.

Just some food and drinks would suffice.

But it was at this farewell party that something unexpected happened, something none of us—me, Marian, the pirates, or even our superhumans—could have anticipated…

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While Icarus was busy discussing the farewell party menu with the bearded guy and Marian, something else was happening.

“Ufufufu… Hahahaha, Ahahahaha!”

“Why is the professor acting like that?”

“He must have developed something amazing again.”

Inside the ‘Nest of Life’, Gryanarr emerged from a specially designed bio-mechanical hybrid facility…

Ignoring the slimy, sticky substance covering his body and head, he held up an ampoule filled with a glowing pink liquid, laughing maniacally.

“I finally developed it! A special aphrodisiac and stimulant that increases sensitivity by 3,000 times!”

“…”

“Oh…”

“Wait, isn’t that something that only happens in comics?”

“Turning fiction into reality—that is my greatness!!”

Despite Gryanarr’s maniacal laughter and the impressive research achievement, the researchers of the ‘Nest of Life’, who had been through so much and seen so many bizarre things, reacted with a rather bored expression.

Because of this, Gryanarr, who had proudly held up the ‘3,000x sensitivity whatever’, quickly deflated and lowered his hand.

But that didn’t last long.

“No, this isn’t the time! If we just give this drug to the Commander, we can all live a happy life!”

“…Ah.”

The true purpose of developing the ‘3,000x sensitivity whatever’…

To make Icarus, their Commander, go into heat and then… well, you know.

Ah, the moment to achieve the grand goal of creating a one-commander clone is right around the corner.

Gryanarr, who had been sulking, suddenly perked up and quickly began to seriously embark on his sinister and grand plan.

But even the clever Gryanarr still has an unresolved issue when it comes to such an evil and secretive plan…

“So, Gryanarr, how do you plan to get Commander Icarus to take that?”

“Well, I’m not really talented in that area.”

It’s truly a sad story, but the possibility of Commander Icarus just gulping down the medicine Gryanarr gives is practically zero.

Of course, it’s because Gryanarr has a history of giving energy boosters disguised as cold medicine or living slime creatures as heat packs.

Moreover, there’s nothing he can do through ‘Oxianor’ either.

After getting scolded together for playing a prank through Oxianor once, now even Oxianor becomes wary when Gryanarr is involved.

So, using the sensitivity-enhancing drug he made is also quite challenging.

But giving up here would hurt his pride as a professor and as the most intelligent being in Icarus’s base.

So, Gryanarr, with unwavering determination, vowed to somehow make Icarus take the sensitivity-enhancing drug.

And just then…

“Professor? Commander Icarus just sent a message to all members of the old base.”

“What is it? Did some trash volunteer to be test subjects again?”

“No, it’s not that… The Pirate Alliance’s Defense Fleet is returning to headquarters in a week, and they plan to hold a simple farewell party.”

“A farewell party?”

Thanks to being integrated with the base, Rain, who can pop up anywhere within the ‘old base’ area, brought news of the ‘farewell party.’

Gryanarr nodded in acknowledgment.

“A farewell party, so there will be drinking, right?”

“Probably. But Commander Icarus won’t drink.”

“He’ll have a drink, right? Then we can just mix the drug into his drink.”

“…But how do you plan to mix it? The moment we try to approach and mix something, the Commander will probably make you drink it instead.”

“…Hmm.”

Even trying to use the farewell party, there’s no good way.

Despite racking their brains, even Gryanarr’s colorful, genius brain couldn’t come up with a solution.

They even considered forcefully making him take it by charging in.

But just then…

“Ehehe, are you all trying to make that four-eyed Icarus take the drug?”

“Shut up if you don’t know, Kanfu.”

Though no longer in a bio-vehicle state, D-class space Kanfu, now attached to a chimera for physical enhancement, said…

“A farewell party means a feast, right? Then just act like a playboy.”

“…Huh?”

“From the way the four-eyed guy reacted to the Lapaan Mercenary Captain or Pashtra, it’s obvious.”

“So what are you suggesting?”

“Dress as a bunny girl or a reverse bunny girl with a drink to confuse the Commander.”

“Oh?”

“Throw away the corset and wear a reverse bunny girl outfit. Doing something full of feminist ideology is the key to victory.”

“Ohhh.”

“Of course, if there’s an immediate reaction after drinking, it would be suspicious, right? So, make sure there’s a slight delay.”

Though the way of speaking is a bit odd.

In summary, ‘dress as a reverse bunny girl to make the Commander dazed, lower his guard, and then naturally serve him a drink pre-mixed with the drug like a bartender.’

Despite having undergone ‘physical enhancement,’ it’s a mystery how his intelligence improved.

Anyway, with a great method found, Gryanarr decided to temporarily suspend the ’24-hour peak torture etiquette training’ for space Kanfu.