Chapter 324

Chapter 324. Who Am I? “The King of Neutrality.” (5)

But why is it that the Biomass Clan, unlike other clans, shows no interest in me?

It’s not like I’m upset or anything—in fact, it’s better that they’re not bothering me. But still…

Is this really okay?

Moreover, their movements have been reported in the gallery through residents(?) living in Avalon, but…

The gallery users also seem unable to understand their behavior.

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Title: But why isn’t Biomass even trying to recruit Icarus?

Author: ㅇㅇ

Content: [A picture of Wyriddy, the half-human, half-insect commander of Biomass, looking completely expressionless.jpg]

What am I even supposed to say?

Other clans are occasionally seen talking to Icarus, but Biomass over there doesn’t even bother unless they accidentally run into him.

Instead, they just send ships to the monster faction’s dispatch team at Icarus’ base and keep them docked there permanently.

What, is our clan just a joke?

Are they not doing what they’re supposed to and instead trying to prove their obsession with tentacles or something?

Comments:

– [Geez, their true colors are showing at the end.]

– [Ah, horny bastards.]

– [Judging by your clan’s behavior…?]

– [Breaking News: Biomass Clan revealed to be tentacle fetishists…]

– [But it’s well-known that those who sided with the space monsters were all about tentacle love.]

– [Ah, that’s true.]

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Of course, in response to my doubts and the gallery reactions, Wyriddy, the half-human, half-insect commander, calmly answered while her exoskeleton and soft underflesh brushed against each other.

“So, Mr. Icarus, are you thinking of switching factions?”

“Factions?”

“Yes.”

“Uh… no? I’ve worked so hard to grow this far, so why would I…?”

“Then isn’t that fine? We’re all part of the same faction anyway.”

“Ah.”

That’s right.

‘Since we’re all part of the same monster faction anyway, why should we go out of our way to bother you?’

This attitude was the basic stance of the Biomass Clan, which is why they didn’t bother talking to me separately.

In other words, they were choosing not to bother me out of consideration, even though they could…

For me, the fact that they weren’t bothering me was enough to earn them some extra internal points.

Moreover, right after saying that…

“Well… if you want, we can totally pester you too.”

-*Squelch*

‘Huh?!’

“No, I think it’s fine as it is.”

In the midst of this, she naturally pulled out some tentacle strands dripping with sticky mucus from her body—or maybe her clothes? It was hard to tell because of the exoskeleton.

I felt like if this continued, the conversation with the clan would turn into something dangerous in multiple ways, so I quickly shook my head and expressed my refusal.

In response to my reaction, Wyriddy put the tentacles away with a disappointed look and explained that the earlier situation was just a joke.

She then went on to explain why they were acting so aloof.

“It was a joke, so please don’t take the earlier action too seriously.”

“Ah, I see.”

“As for why we’re acting so distant… well, I guess it’s fine to tell you.”

Maintaining her signature expressionless poker face, she revealed the ‘truth’ that the clan itself wasn’t particularly interested in recruiting me.

“To be honest, Mr. Icarus, even though you’re part of the monster faction… you haven’t modified your body or clothing like we have, right?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“So, our clan’s upper echelons think that since your base hasn’t been monsterized, and your fleet, yourself, and even your superhumans have mostly retained their forms…”

“Yeah?”

“They’ve judged that you’re closer to Justice than to us, so they’re not really trying to recruit you.”

‘What the heck is that?’

But after hearing such a detailed explanation, I realized why Wyriddy, the user sent as a representative, was so aloof and expressionless.

‘She was sent here to do something pointless—if it were me, I’d be pissed too.’

However, upon realizing this truth, I also noticed something strange.

“…But for someone who’s been given such a tiresome task, you seem to be in a pretty good mood.”

“Oh, did that show?”

If what she said was true, she should’ve been completely worn out by laziness, just sitting around in her base, muttering about the passage of time. But…

Isn’t that something?

But when you think about it, Wyriddy is always at our base…

To be precise, they dock their ship at the ‘Nest of Life’ created by Gryanarr and the Monster Force, checking in every day like clockwork.

I don’t know what that’s all about, but maybe they think it’s a good thing…

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“…Every time they come back from our Nest of Life, their face is all flushed. How can you not notice that?”

“Oh my… This is so embarrassing.”

Hearing my words, Wyriddy instantly turned red, sweating bullets and looking utterly flustered.

But seeing that, a certain process started clicking in my head.

‘Wait, our Gryanarr is that tentacle-obsessed weirdo, and there’s… oh.’

Monster Force tentacles and bug enthusiasts + tentacle-loving Gryanarr + a Nest of Life filled with all sorts of bio-experiments, parasites, tentacles, and drugs = ???

And as soon as that equation clicked, I nodded hurriedly, pretending to understand, and quickly decided to leave the scene, respecting Wyriddy’s personal hobbies.

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Somehow, I ended up uncovering Wyriddy’s secret hobby.

Luckily, it was something only I knew, so we agreed to never bring it up again.

Other than that, there wasn’t much to talk about, so after leaving, I decided to focus on my daily quests and erase that mental process from my mind.

But whether that’s a good or bad thing, I’m not sure…

Luckily for Wyriddy, less than 5 minutes after I left, a crazy situation hit me hard enough to make me completely forget about what just happened.

And what was that situation, you ask?

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“Ah, Commander, are you done talking with Biomass?”

“…I found out something I shouldn’t have, but is something going on?”

“Yes, well, all the representative clans from each region have gathered at our base, right?”

“That’s right.”

“So, the Xenobia Empire sent their representatives… or rather, their clans…”

-*BOOM!*

-*CRASH!*

“…Yeah, you know how it is.”

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Hearing that the 3 (+1) major clan branches had gathered here, I realized the Magellan-Northern Alliance, currently in a civil war within the Xenobia Empire, and the Southern Coalition opposing them had sent their representative users here.

The problem was that these representatives ran into each other right before reaching our base.

Now, their fleets are going all-out in a full-scale battle right in front of our base.

‘Wow, this is legendary.’

And of course, this situation was immediately posted in the gallery by other users docked at the base.

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**Title:** Real-time Situation in Front of Avalon Fortress

**Author:** ㅇㅇ

**Content:** [Southern Coalition user’s cruiser ramming into a Northern Alliance user’s battleship.jpg], [Both fleets exchanging fire without hesitation, with Avalon Fortress right in front.jpg]

Since the representative clans from each region are here, it seems the Xenobia users also sent their representatives.

But since they’re still in the middle of a civil war, Northern and Southern users came together lol.

And as soon as they saw each other, they started fighting immediately, neutral zone or not.

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**Comments:**

– [LMAOOOOOO]

– [They’ll fight anywhere, anytime]

– [They’re not even dead yet, why are they going so hard?]

– [It’s a pride thing. If they back down here, they’ll look weak.]

– [Can’t handle looking weak, huh?]

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I wasn’t about to let this chaos slide, so I decided to take down both fleets and kick them out.