Ch.174″Surpriiiiiise! Mother fuckeeeeer!!!!”

For the first time ever, our space pirate guys looked this reliable.

‘You arrived right on time. Well done, Pirate Kim. Go forth and set the world ablaze.’

-“Our Empress’s biological dildo is in danger!”

-“Fuck, attack now!”

“What… did they say?”

Though I heard some strange communications in the midst of it all.

Anyway, the 2,000… no.

Maybe it’s because I heard that the fleet that was originally coming got destroyed in a collision with another clan.

While they might be lower level than Leonard’s elite fleet that was originally stationed at our base, the friends who came this time brought over a massive fleet of more than ‘5,000 ships’.

Naturally, while they were busy destroying all my base’s defense facilities and grinding up my fleet except for the Kraken, Overseer, and two medium cruisers.

The enemy forces that had been fighting me couldn’t escape unscathed either.

When the pirates confirmed their Empress’s ‘biological dildo’ was in danger, they mobilized all their firepower without question and launched assault pods.

The users who had deployed their superhumans into our base made desperate escape attempts to save at least their superhumans…

Unfortunately, the ships meant to evacuate these superhumans either exploded while docking.

Or they blew up while performing evasive maneuvers, resulting in a massacre due to the overwhelming numerical difference.

-“Nyaaaaaagh!”

-“L-let this go, nya! Let it go, nya!”

-“Oh, dildo broke.”

-“Griyanar, mind your spacing.”

Since our superhumans who were getting beaten up weren’t about to let them escape easily.

The SSS-rank superhuman who spoke in nya-nya style, along with 2-3 other superhumans who invaded the base, couldn’t escape and ended up captured at the base.

And perhaps because they hastily repaired only the engines without properly fixing the armor, leaving their cruisers tattered, three battlecruisers were about to be sunk as they couldn’t withstand the overwhelming pirate fleet’s bombardment.

Shortly after, I…

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<Notice!>

<The ‘Unity’ clan is unconditionally surrendering to you!>

<Effect: Combat between both sides will immediately cease.>

<As the opponent has proactively offered unconditional surrender, you are granted the authority to set ALL possible demands that the opponent can fulfill!>

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I realized that this fucking long, unfair, and boring battle had finally ended.

After heaving a deep sigh full of fatigue.

I decided to give my exhausted body and mind some rest before determining the conditions.

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And the next morning.

“Hello sir! I am ‘Rairan’ who has been ordered by the Empress to thoroughly protect Icarus!!!”

“Oh, okay.”

As soon as I entered the command center, I saw a hairy pirate who looked like a bandit giving me a perfect ninety-degree bow.

‘Finally, another regular male character has appeared in this base.’

The strange thing was that right after greeting me like that.

“Then I’ll be on my way now! I only came here on the Empress’s orders to greet you and confirm that Icarus’s limbs are intact!”

“…Hmm.”

Since I already knew from “Betelgeuse’s Heart-Pounding Secret Video” that Marian sent me that commanders can’t get into bloody situations due to system restrictions.

I was dumbfounded to see him naturally leaving right after confirming my limbs were still attached.

Anyway, despite such a confusing situation unfolding from early morning.

What followed was like giving happy drugs to my recovered body and mind.

“Commander, how about delivering your demands to the enemy commanders?”

“Oh right, I almost forgot about that.”

Despite cowardly attacking with a 5:1 advantage, I included the following conditions for the pathetic♡clan that lost to me:

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<Icarus-Unity Clan Surrender Agreement>

<1. Unity Clan will pay Icarus 250,000 minerals and 50,000 rare resources as compensation>

<2. The clan and its users cannot invade Icarus’s territory for 1 year>

<3. Transfer of ownership rights for superhumans captured at Icarus’s base>

… … … … … …

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‘Ah, how sweet.’

I wanted to demand resources in the millions and have them transfer their entire fleet to me.

Unfortunately, despite it being an ‘unconditional surrender,’ there were quite a lot of system restrictions limiting what I could demand.

Of course, in the past, it really was ‘unlimited’…

But that was during the very early days of the game, and during an event where rankings were determined by fleet power.

Some crazy creative prankster users exploited this by having an entire clan surrender to a single user.

Then instantly maximizing that user’s power to claim first place in the rankings, which led the operators to completely overhaul the system to prevent such incidents…

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<Unconditional Surrender Demand Conditions>

<Forced resource requisition possible, but limited to maximum 1/5 of the user’s ‘remaining’ resources>

<Ship requisition possible, but limited to less than 20% of the user’s total command points, and impossible if the opponent’s fleet power is less than 20% of their total points>

<Ownership transfer of opponent’s superhumans only possible for those personally captured by the user>

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‘Tsk, this isn’t an unconditional surrender at all.’

I strongly felt this couldn’t possibly be considered what a winner of an ‘unconditional surrender’ should be able to do.

But what could I do when the system was set up this way?

Anyway, after organizing my demands like that, I sent them to this Unity Clan or whatever.

Above all, while it was called a ‘demand,’ it was actually a ‘forced execution’ by the system.

Shortly after sending the demands.

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<Surrender Agreement Result>

<Unity Clan has surrendered to Commander Icarus.>

<Clan-affiliated superhumans captured by Commander Icarus will have their affiliation changed to Commander Icarus.>

<Resources (250,000 minerals, 50,000 rare resources) have been transferred from the clan to Commander Icarus.>

… … … … … …

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Seeing the cleanly displayed status window message, I took screenshots of the relevant parts.

Then immediately opened the gallery to post evidence of this battle.

Though I briefly wondered if it was appropriate to post this…

‘If I don’t brag about something like this, what would I ever brag about?’

After thinking about it, by showing off my ‘I’m awesome’ status.

I might be able to preemptively stop those who might try to mess with me in the future.

Convinced this was the right approach, I was about to write a detailed explanation when…

‘Hmm… wait, if I write this right away, it might seem a bit petty.’

Feeling that starting with a rambling explanation didn’t seem right.

I deleted everything I had written and…

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Title: Won 5 vs 1

Author: Icarus

Content: [Surrender treaty verification image], [Image of destroyed ship debris visible from command center]

Thought I was going to die

That was tough

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“Yes, this is enough.”

“Pardon? What is?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

Deciding not to say much and just leave the verification shots.

After deleting a few posts from attention-seekers, I closed the gallery window to focus on my tasks.

And having closed the gallery window without enabling external notifications…

Later when I opened the gallery again, I felt my head spinning at the tens of thousands of comment notifications and report alerts.