I Became a Commander in a Crappy SF Game.

Ch.181Performance Is Good. Just the Performance. (1)

by fnovelpia

After having that kind of conversation with Jessica…

Due to spending so much on repairs and production over the past week…

I decided to first build the <Emergency Ship Repair Facility> that I hadn’t been able to construct due to the severe shortage of minerals.

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“Commander, once that’s completed, you’ll be able to upgrade the base to level 7.”

“Come to think of it, that time has finally arrived.”

As I realized that the time was coming when I could build not just light carriers or cruisers, but battleships, aircraft carriers, and other ‘special ships’…

‘Hell yeah! Let’s go for a million carrier-based aircraft and big gun battleships!’

I felt a great deal of satisfaction knowing that such a happy time would arrive in just 10 days and 6 hours.

But as I mentioned earlier, I’d have to wait more than 10 days and 6 hours for that time to come.

Unfortunately, what mattered right now wasn’t that happiness 10 days from now…

“By the way, Commander, what are you going to do with the superhumans whose ownership you took from the other side?”

“…Well, I should go see them first.”

Since the issue was how to handle the three superhumans I’d received as compensation from the Unity Clan…

I got up from my seat and decided to head straight to the prison facility where those superhumans were being held captive.

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As I made my way to the prison facility, I was greeted by Berial, who was filling in as a guard since our entire fleet had been completely wiped out and there wasn’t much else to do.

“Welcome, Commander.”

“Hmm.”

‘I wondered where you went, but you were here.’

As I received Berial’s welcome, I decided to examine the superhumans being held here.

“So these are all those guys?”

“Yes, Commander.”

But just as I was about to enter…

“Since the Commander is checking personally, they’re all properly restrained, right?”

“Of course, they’re bound with triple restraints made of super alloy.”

Jessica and Berial kept checking the security measures multiple times, concerned that I might be taken hostage by the captured superhumans.

Naturally, with all these annoying procedures, I secretly wondered if this was really necessary.

The system only prevents NPCs from subjecting the Commander=player to terrible things like dismemberment or public humiliation…

Since they could still inflict pain or physical force, I decided to quietly comply with their safety checks.

Anyway, after going through all those annoying procedures, we entered what was casually called the prison facility.

Inside what was originally used as a regular warehouse, bound tightly with very sturdy-looking restraints…

On one side was Partia, reading her order’s scripture while maintaining her usual appearance as a well-behaved nun.

And I could see three individuals, each with four of Berial’s direct combat dolls aiming weapons at their heads.

“Oh my, you’ve arrived? My Savior.”

“Ah, so you two are guarding together.”

“That’s right. After all, one of those lost lambs is SSS-rank… we must be prepared for any contingency, mustn’t we?”

‘They’re thoroughly prepared.’

While I was talking with Partia, the restrained individuals raised their heads to look at me.

And at that moment.

“You damn bastard!”

“Send us back to our master right meow!”

“How long do you think you can keep us bound?”

“You piece of garbage, you think we’ll be loyal to you just because you received ownership from our Commander?!”

“That’s right-nya!”

“…Wow.”

I witnessed an intensely negative reaction that I’d never seen from our own superhumans.

That refreshingly novel sight gave me an oddly sensational feeling.

However, their choice was truly unfortunate…

“What… how dare you speak such blasphemy to the Savior…?!”

“Ah.”

-CRACK! CRUNCH! CRACK!

Partia, who claimed to be from the same order as Pashtra and showed fanatical loyalty to the “Commander”…

Once again before my eyes, the short-stack nun who seemed to get subtly shorter each time I saw her (though her chest and thighs remained the same size)…

Instantly transformed into a 4-meter tall muscular sea creature.

“You… blasphemous ones!!”

-WHACK!

She took the scripture she was holding and slammed it down on the head of the male superhuman who had spoken the harshest words to me.

And shortly after…

“Umm… there was a bit of commotion, but it seems everyone has quieted down now, which is fortunate.”

“Commander, it doesn’t look like they’ve quieted down—it looks like they died from having their heads smashed in.”

Due to Partia’s rampage of “handling,” the three formerly spirited superhumans were now slumped over with blood flowing from their heads.

Because of this, Jessica beside me was reacting as if I had just executed the superhumans.

Nevertheless, I could wiggle my finger to indicate there was no problem.

“Now, now, Jessica, even in this situation, there’s always a solution.”

“…How exactly?”

“Watch carefully, and don’t tell anyone about this…!”

After saying that, I turned my head toward the collapsed figures and spoke.

“Did I kill you?”

“Guherk?!”

“Nyaaagh!”

“Kyahuk, huk, huk?”

“…”

Seeing the superhumans naturally “resurrect,” I thought there really was no better revival command than this.

I was secretly praising my own command sense.

Of course, Jessica’s expression turned quite peculiar at my behavior… but let’s set that aside for now.

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Anyway, although they woke up groaning…

Right after that, they were injected with anesthetics by Berial’s doll squad and passed out again.

Looking at these captured individuals, I decided to first check their status windows to understand what kind of people they were.

However, the moment I saw their information…

‘Ah, this is a bit awkward.’

I couldn’t help but feel that way.

It wasn’t that these friends had poor performance or leveling…

The reason I was showing such seemingly ungrateful behavior despite always complaining about lacking superhuman resources was…

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<Type: Anti-Personnel Close Combat>

<Characteristics: Super Alloy Claws, Enhanced Senses, Animal Instinct, Flexibility, Assassination>

<Stats>

Health: S

Attack Power: SSS-

Physical Defense: S+

Magic Power: B-

Magic Defense: S+

Mobility: A+

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<Axion>

<Type: Anti-Personnel Close Combat>

<Characteristics: Tanker, Strength Enhancement, Iron Man>

<Stats>

Health: A+

Attack Power: B+

Physical Defense: S+

Magic Power: C+

Magic Defense: S-

Mobility: A+

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<Letty>

<Type: Support Short-Range>

<Characteristics: Close Combat, Devoutness, Holy Power, Divine Protection, Buff Aura>

<Stats>

Health: A+

Attack Power: C+

Physical Defense: A+

Magic Power: A+

Magic Defense: S+

Mobility: A+

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‘Oops.’

One of the three was SSS-rank, and the other two were S-rank, but…

As luck would have it, all three superhumans currently unconscious and captured before me were close combat characters.

They were typical combat-oriented characters who “fight on their own,” just like Ignis and Partia.

‘Alas, what a waste.’

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