Chapter 211

Chapter 211. Now Our Base is Level 7 Too! (2)

After much deep thought, I concluded that I would live my life as a manly battleship enthusiast.

Even though I got my hands on a no-tank, old-school spear meta, how could I give up on a head-on artillery duel with the enemy?

But in this game, by nature, regular battleships were actually meant for dealing damage from super-duper-long range.

In a way, they were quite different from what I had in mind…

‘Ah, I can’t resist a fleet showdown.’

Manly Trait: Good at fleet showdowns.

Since this meta never changes, I was about to immediately go for the <Fleet Association> (expensive) as guided by the soul of a fleet showdown enthusiast.

Sure, it consumes a lot of minerals and rare resources, but since this event wasn’t one that heavily drained resources, I thought it wouldn’t be a big problem.

But just as I was about to summon a manly battleship during this event period…

“Commander, I really don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Huh?”

Our bunny-like Jessica immediately voiced her opposition.

“What are you talking about, Jessica?”

“What do you mean? You keep chasing these strange fantasies, Commander, so I thought I should rein you in.”

As she said this, she tapped my head alternately with her black rabbit ears.

I grabbed Jessica’s ears and pulled them, telling her to speak properly instead of hitting me with her ears.

“If you have something to say, say it straight. Don’t hit me with your ears… Wait, how are you even moving these?”

“Ow, okay.”

As soon as I let go of her ears, Jessica, rubbing her ears as if they hurt, immediately started explaining her opposition.

“Look, I like battleships too. I’ve been under your command for a long time, so I know how awesome fleet showdowns can be.”

“Hmm.”

“But the problem is, building the Fleet Association and constructing battleships… wouldn’t it take at least a month?”

“That’s true.”

Even back in the game days, it took a long time to build a single battleship.

Considering how time has exponentially increased in this world now that it’s “real,” it was a plausible argument.

“About a month and a half, maybe.”

“Right, but do you think the current event will still be ongoing by then?”

“Huh?”

“Plus, we don’t know what the next event will be. I think it’s better to save resources just in case.”

Listening to her, I had to admit Jessica had a point.

“You’re right.”

“So… huh?”

“Jessica, you’re right. It’s definitely not a good idea to blow all our stockpiled resources on this right now.”

Romance is good, but that’s something you do when you have the luxury, right?

Thinking about it, my current actions weren’t much different from those car enthusiasts who sell everything, including their house, just to buy a supercar.

‘Ugh, horrifying.’

Coming to my senses, I decided to thank Jessica for saving me from making a terrible mistake.

“Thanks to you, I avoided doing something stupid. I’m grateful.”

“Huh… Oh, of course! That’s my job!”

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Anyway, after deciding to put aside my battleship enthusiast soul for a while…

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<Additional Docking Facility under construction...>

<Time remaining until completion: 8 days 23 hours 55 minutes 29 seconds>

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Since I couldn’t just leave the base idle, I started constructing the <Additional Docking Facility>, which puts less pressure on resources.

Then, I began pondering what I remembered about the “next event” in my memory.

‘If my memory serves me right… wasn’t the next event after this a user co-op play?’

But it’s been over a year since I got reincarnated here, and since that event happened during the “peak gaming days,” it’s been over 5 years now, so I can’t remember the details clearly.

‘Hmm… was it something about users teaming up to send superhumans? Wait, that sounds like a different game.’

“Ugh…”

I groaned softly, deep in thought…

‘Wait, why am I the only one worrying about this?’

Suddenly, it occurred to me why I was leaving the perfectly fine community gallery untouched.

Even though my head was shaking on its own, I realized…

Given the situation.

First, I opened the gallery and started digging through the speculation posts about what the next event might be.

And of course, other users weren’t just sitting around doing nothing.

Centered around the veterans, I could see them writing speculation posts based on their memories, relying on collective intelligence to guess what the next event might be.

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**Title:** Guessing the Content of the Gojesu Event

**Author:** Chao

**Content:** [Mysterious communist propaganda-like event banner.jpg]

Well, this is all based on my memory, so it might be way off.

But as most other veterans have said, it’s probably an event where users are randomly grouped together.

No clans or anything, just pure randomness, as far as I remember.

But the real question is *how* it’ll work.

Maybe they’ll pick one superhuman per user and throw them into a dungeon-like thing.

Or gather all those superhumans for a raid.

Alternatively, they might have us collect ships one by one or mobilize entire user fleets to fight.

Sometimes it’s not even fighting—like rescue events where you transport refugees from war zones while fending off attackers.

Or escorting specific ships while fighting enemies or other users.

It’s hard to predict.

**TL;DR:** I don’t really know either.

**Comments:**

– [You were supposed to explain, but you just made it more confusing, lol]

– [Not easy, huh?]

– [Reading the room…]

– [So one of those is definitely going to happen, right?]

– [Maybe, maybe not.]

– [Lol]

– [Is this a quiz or something?]

– [Old man, are you getting dementia?]

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The problem is that most posts are like this, consistently taking the stance of “We don’t really know either.”

Of course, returnees and newbies seeing this senile behavior are like, “What the heck?”

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**Title:** From now on, anyone who posts overly broad speculation will be considered demented

**Author:** Anonymous

**Content:** [Image of a wooden stretcher.jpg]

If you don’t make it clear one more time, I’m throwing you all into a black hole and sending you to the afterlife.

**Comments:**

– [But actually, the “afterlife burial” isn’t a real tradition, FYI.]

– [Lol, that’s not the point right now.]

– [Coming in hot with the roast.]

– [Don’t bully the lonely elderly, please T_T]

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Anyway, everyone was going wild, threatening to load the veterans onto stretchers.

And just in case, I checked the global chat, but unlike before, there was almost nothing helpful there.

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**<Global Anonymous Chat Room>**

**<Let’s all use polite language and maintain etiquette.>**

– [Any side dish recommendations for today?]

– [The event’s easy.]

– [Why haven’t we found the research facility yet, dammit?]

– [Noobs.]

– [Looks like we’re about 30-40% done.]

– [Let’s go, guys.]

– [@@@@@@Recruiting for the Holy Empire Clan!@@@@@@]

– [Blasphemers, come on in.]

—

It was just a spectacle of pure collective monologue, with no attempt to use collective intelligence like in the gallery.

Feeling like my brain would rot if I kept watching, I closed the chat and focused on today’s daily quests while thinking about future plans.

First, gather resources while the additional docking facility is being built.

Then, continue rebuilding the fleet, including the construction of the new No. 3 Cruiser Battleship, while clearing daily quests.

Once enough resources are gathered, start building other facilities like the Fleet Association.

But just 2.5 days after this grand plan began, a <Global Announcement> popped up, sending it all straight to the trash.