Chapter 325

Chapter 325. Who Am I? “The Neutral King.” (6)

Of course, just because I intervened, it didn’t mean those two immediately stopped fighting.

Realistically speaking, when you’ve been beating each other up for months and your opponent is right in front of you, who’s going to listen to someone trying to stop you?

But it’s not like the one trying to stop them is some random refugee (?) here…

“Alright, everyone, I clearly warned you not to fight here, right?”

-“…”

-“…”

“Smile.”

Maybe it’s because my fleet, which includes two hungry Krakens drooling all over the place, and Avalon’s Guard Fleet showed up together.

The two users’ fleets, who were about to kill each other, instantly turned into well-behaved golden retrievers.

Of course, even now, the outcome of the two being expelled didn’t change.

I sent the two Xenobia Empire users ‘separately’ far away and then posted a message in the gallery.

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Title: Come back when you’ve chosen a new representative

Author: Icarus

Content: [A picture of the envoy fleets from the Northern Alliance and Southern Coalition beating each other up], [A picture of Icarus’ fleet subduing the fighting fleets]

Yeah, if you’re coming as representatives, don’t come at the same time. What am I supposed to do?

I don’t support either side.

The winning side is our side, bye.

Comments:

-[Complete wristband bastard’s excuse for avoiding responsibility ON]

-[So you’re saying you beat up the representative’s fleet and chased them away?]

-˪[What?]

-˪[Are you slandering Wristband-nim for beating up faction representatives and chasing them away?]

-˪[WTF?] (Author)

-[LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL]

-[Seizing the moment to pull the “avoid responsibility” card]

-[Newbies, take note… the “avoid responsibility” tactic is still alive.]

-˪[That’s kinda -wrong-]

-˪[Where the hell do you live, you bastard?]

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As always, the jokers in the gallery saw this as their chance.

To be precise, they tried to pull the “avoid responsibility” card on me, or rather, on the “wristband.”

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Title: People getting their comments blocked in real-time by the wristband.gif

Author: ㅇㅇ

Content: [A picture of comments disappearing one by one with each refresh, and the last comment of a crying troll user.jpg]

This feels kinda familiar.

Anyone who knows, please explain.

Comments:

-[Newbie’s audacity is off the charts]

-[Boldly saying “please explain”]

-[“What’s going on? Now it’s a quartet… trio… duet… solo… sob.”]

-˪[Yeah, that’s it]

-˪[The moaning at the end is killing me LOLOLOLOL]

-[“What’s this… leaving only the accompaniment…”]

-˪[Yeah, that’s it]

-[Gandaaaaaaa]

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‘If I use the power of the wristband… no one will suffer anymore.’

While handing out 1-day gallery bans to those spouting nonsense, I quickly removed the slander against me.

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Anyway, after finishing things like that.

Since there’s nothing left to do for daily quests, I decided to focus on leveling up our fleet and superhumans this time.

Especially Kraken No. 2, which had leveled up significantly during the last battle with the Walpurgis Union.

But since then, there hadn’t been any opportunities for it to level up, so its growth had stagnated.

With no one to fight internally and no signs of any major external issues—like invasions or other spectacular events—I decided to deploy the fleet, including No. 2, to hunt down some unaffiliated pirates or wild monsters nearby for leveling.

But right at that moment.

“Commander, Commander, Commander.”

“What’s the problem now, Jessica?”

Hearing Jessica’s urgent voice, I temporarily halted the fleet deployment order and turned to ask.

And to my question, our Jessica replied.

“You know those commanders you guided to move to Barracuda last time?”

“Uh… yeah, I remember. What about them?”

“One of them is currently docked at Barracuda’s central system, saying they’re going to take over the base.”

“…”

Is this what they mean by repaying kindness with betrayal?

No, I did lend them docking rights in exchange for something, so…

In this case, it’s less about kindness and more about overstepping their authority, I guess.

“Commander,

“Instead of that, that ungrateful Commander is trying to take over our base on a whim. How should we respond?!”

As I stood there lost in thought, Jessica was stomping her feet and wagging her tail, clearly frustrated.

But seeing her reaction, I shook my head side to side, thinking there was no need for such a dramatic response.

“First, send a message to that guy, but as for chatting…”

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<The Commander has blocked your chat!>

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“…Looks like they’re not accepting it.”

“They’re not even taking calls.”

“Ah, really?”

In the midst of this, I was trying to show some mercy to a poor newbie who had no idea what was going on.

But hearing that the person in question had blocked all possible avenues for help, I let out a deep sigh.

Then, quietly opening the management window for the ‘Barracuda Supply Base,’ I ordered the main fleets to deploy.

Of course, the Guard Fleets came out too, so it was obvious that the users docked at Barracuda would be freaking out by now…

“Ah, right, Jessica. Did any other users try to block someone from docking in the central area?”

“I couldn’t check the chat, but I did see some users warning others not to send communications or use their fleets.”

“Seems like there are still some decent people around.”

In the hellish Central Zone, where demons and evil spirits dwell, there were still some sprouts of conscience left.

Feeling unexpectedly moved by the reliable residents, I set their ‘status’ to ‘Friendly Neutral’ in the management window.

Then, I changed only that brat who dared to try and take over our central base to ‘Hostile,’ letting the Guard Fleet and main fleets handle dismantling their base.

Of course, Jessica was just as puzzled by my actions as before.

So, I decided to show her the whiny post the user I just wrecked had written in the gallery.

“Look here, Jessica. It’s a glowing post.”

“…Huh?”

“This will give you the answer to the current problem.”

“Ah, okay.”

And our Jessica, with a bunch of question marks floating above her head, obediently checked the post.

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Title: WTF, why is the base fleet attacking me after I took over the base?

Author: ㅇㅇ

Content: [Image of my base being forcibly lifted by the Barracuda Guard Fleet and main fleets.jpg]

WTF, where does this even happen?

If I took over the central zone of the base, shouldn’t the base be mine by default?

This is some BS bug, right?

Icarus is supposed to be a top ranker, but they’re using bugs? What a joke.

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Comments:

-[What kind of idiot is this?]

-[You moron, the troops are still intact, and you didn’t even take out the command center. Just plopping your base on top doesn’t mean you’ve conquered it, dumbass lololol]

-˪[Shouldn’t it be mine by default? I did take over the central zone, after all.] (Author)

-˪[Oh, FFS…]

-[LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL]

-[Ah, a pure-hearted newbie, I see.]

-[LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL]

-[The veteran’s last comment is dripping with all kinds of emotions.]

-[Well, system-wise, ownership still belongs to Icarus. To take it, you’d have to take out the Guard Fleet, main fleets, and the command center’s troops, you idiot.]

-˪[Ah.] (Author)

-˪[So, I’m screwed?] (Author)

-˪[Yep, beg Icarus not to destroy your base.]

-[If it were me, I’d smash that base to pieces right now lololololol]

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After reading through the comments, Jessica nodded, finally understanding why I had reacted the way I did.

“Ah… So, the system protects us, which is why the Commander was so calm.”

“Exactly. So now, all we have to think about is how to wreck that pathetic guy’s base.”

“Understood, Commander.”