Ch.250Operation: Take Down the Beloved Icarus. Chaotic Mayhem Begins! (3)

With the report that Oxianor had won a 1:3 battle by leveraging her overwhelming home ground advantage, I successfully defeated the Humanity forces that had infiltrated our base.

Honestly, since capturing someone alive is much harder than killing them, I thought most of the infiltrators would end up dead.

“This is merely a scratch!”

“Well, at least you’re alive, right?”

“Hmm.”

As evidenced by the fact that the most serious “external injury” was limb amputation, all the infiltrating superhumans were successfully captured alive.

Out of the total seven infiltrators, five were relatively intact with their limbs, at worst covered in blood from cuts and beatings. One, as mentioned above, had his limbs torn off while being tossed around like a toy by Smeragi, leaving him unable to move on his own and needing to be carried around by our unmanned drones.

But for the remaining one… for some reason, Griyanar, who was in charge of that superhuman, said she absolutely couldn’t bring him in. Wondering what was going on, I encountered a rather shocking situation.

“Oh, Commander?”

“Griyanar, what on earth did you do?”

“Well, the enemy superhuman was infiltrating through the sewage system, so I had the tentacle monsters breeding there deal with him.”

“…”

“But a bit too much growth serum got in, and the kid doesn’t want to come out.”

He was “captured” alright, but in a situation where he couldn’t move inside the plumbing, being… violated by tentacles.

“Can’t we get him out?”

“No, a substance that increases full-body sensitivity by 3,000 times is being injected into that superhuman.”

“…”

“If we pull him out now, he’ll die from shock.”

“Then when can we get him out?”

“Well… those sewage security organisms have extremely short lifespans, so maybe 3 hours? We can extract him while showering him with neutralizing solution, then put him in a tank filled with neutralizing agent plus anesthetic.”

‘Holy moly.’

Despite him being an enemy who infiltrated our base, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for the unknown fate of that superhuman whose name was all I knew.

—

Anyway, nothing particularly unusual happened after that.

That male superhuman called “Lakan” was violated by the tentacle trap and was finally released, but…

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-[What the hell is this? Where’s my cool male assassin and why is there an erotic kunoichi instead?]

-[I heard he turned into a girl after getting caught in the trap]

-[LOLOLOLOLOLOL]

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For some reason, he had undergone a gender transformation into a female, and to make matters worse, the damn trap organism had torn his clothes to shreds.

When we provided him with appropriate female clothing to match his new state, the commander who owned that superhuman broke down crying in the chat—just a minor incident.

Of course, regardless of all that, what mattered was that these people who claimed to be peace envoys had dared to attempt to terrorize someone else’s base.

“As I mentioned earlier, neither I nor the Humanity clan have anything to do with this incident.”

“Hmm.”

“Even so, would you consider letting it slide?”

Tiara, along with her adjutant, was performing a desperate dogeza in front of me, expressing their apologies.

The reason was, of course, to seek forgiveness for the superhumans who infiltrated our base and their commanders.

Watching Tiara’s dogeza, I shook my head and said:

“Tiara, if you were in my position, would you easily forgive people who came as envoys but tried to terrorize your base?”

“That’s true.”

In the midst of this, she readily acknowledged my point and decided that one tangible offering was worth more than a hundred words, offering me additional compensation.

“Our clan intends to transfer 10,000 gold and 2 battleships to you, Commander Icarus, regarding this incident.”

“Oh?”

“Of course, this comes with 100,000 minerals and 20,000 rare resources as well.”

Hearing those words, I felt my interest suddenly piqued.

Of course, mere resources weren’t a big concern for me anymore, as I had accumulated quite a bit during the event period, but…

Isn’t it always better to have more resources?

And not only 10,000 gold, but also 2 battleships that I couldn’t currently build myself?

Hearing this, while they couldn’t see me as they kept their heads bowed, I quickly exchanged silent opinions with Jessica through eye contact.

‘What do you think?’

‘Looks good, especially the gold. You’ll need it later when you’re building a proper fleet, Commander.’

‘Hmm.’

After this exchange of opinions and concluding it was better than expected, I decided to hear Tiara’s plans for improving the current situation while she maintained her dogeza.

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And shortly after…

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<‘Humanity Clan Representative’ has requested a trade with you!>

<‘Humanity Clan Representative’ (Resources 150,000, Rare Resources 50,000, Gold 15,000, Common Grade Battleships x2) ⇒ Icarus>

<Do you accept this trade?>

<(Y)/N>

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‘Ohoho, nice.’

Perhaps the Humanity Clan didn’t want this incident to blow up unnecessarily.

Along with their apology for this incident, and on the condition that I wouldn’t spread word of it everywhere, they included what amounted to hush money, paying me in a lump sum.

Satisfied with their response, I agreed to send the four superhumans who had been instigated, out of the five commanders, to the stealth destroyer Tiara had arrived in.

And when I heard that the compensation they sent me would soon be forcibly collected from the warehouses of those four clan members who had been instigated in this incident…

‘Oh, how pitiful.’

Not only were they poorly instigated and thoroughly screwed over, but rather than receiving the “support funds” from the Humanity Clan that I heard about through Tiara, they would have their resources and gold forcibly collected.

I inwardly snickered with satisfaction at the sight of these fools.

But if there was one truly unexpected thing in all this…

“But why aren’t you planning to rescue those superhuman gentlemen? It would be better to do it all at once.”

“Actually… that Indian Machete fellow turned out to be a spy from the Loki Clan.”

“Whoa.”

While negotiating with me, the Humanity Clan conducted their own investigation on the suspicious instigator, and discovered that “Indian Machete,” the one who started the instigation, was actually a spy from the Loki Clan, their enemy clan.

And once exposed as a spy, the culprit immediately withdrew from the clan and fled somewhere with his base.

“…Then what about those guys?”

“Well, I was only told to rescue superhumans belonging to the ‘Humanity Clan’.”

Watching Tiara shrug and leave with those words, I felt that their situation was quite complicated too.

But after the Humanity Clan hurriedly departed to handle the situation…

I suddenly realized we had another problem…

“Commander, Commander.”

“What is it, Jessica?”

“What should we do with the remaining three spy commanders’ superhumans that Humanity didn’t take?”

“Ah.”

That’s right.

While the Humanity side should have collected all the superhumans, they had no reason to take the ones belonging to the spy users, meaning…

Our base suddenly had three more individuals whose friendship/intimacy with me was probably below -100.

“Isn’t that a good thing?”

“Oh, do we have new test subjects for brain parasites?”

“…”

Since the system wouldn’t allow me to brainwash these three through various means because their “users” hadn’t surrendered to me…

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<Event>

<Superhumans Cannot Be Acquired>

<Details>

<Currently, superhumans belonging to ‘Indian Machete’ cannot change ownership because ‘Indian Machete’ has not surrendered.>

<No matter how much you increase their friendship, they will not transfer to Commander’s affiliation.>

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“Griyanar, since we can’t recruit them, don’t mess with them.”

“Tch.”

We ended up with three useless burdens who couldn’t be turned into allies, just taking up space and superhuman capacity.