I Became a Commander in a Crappy SF Game.

Ch.360Your Ship’s Name (2)

by fnovelpia

At the very moment when the suspicious conspiracy of bug and tentacle enthusiasts (not really) continued…

What was our Icarus doing?

“…So, there are people who want central docking for Avalon and Barracuda?”

“Yes, and there’s also an increasing number of people who want additional docking at the two outposts besides Tannhäuser.”

‘Aaaaargh!’

Forget counterintelligence or whatever—despite being possessed in an SF fleet battle game, he was walking the true path of a civil servant.

Of course, as always, the fact that this wasn’t his intention was doubling his pain.

———-

About 3 hours later.

‘Come to think of it, this might not be such a bad thing.’

After getting irritated by requests from all sorts of people to become their “village chief(?),”

I barely managed to hold onto my crumbling mental state and after continued contemplation,

I was becoming convinced that placing middle managers under me might actually be better than I thought.

After all, the current situation is somehow running smoothly, but

I’m single-handedly acting as the village chief for about 3,000 users, which is quite burdensome in many ways.

And in this situation, adding one intermediate management user per outpost?

“Hmm… chief and chief…”

“What are you thinking about that makes you say such things?”

“It’s just something.”

This might be much better than I thought.

Besides, even if they dock at the center of the outpost with my permission…

Since I still retain ownership of the outpost itself, there’s no possibility of the chief(?) staging a rebellion.

So, shortly after.

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<Announcement: Looking for people to become middle managers with central docking at Avalon and Barracuda>

-[What’s this announcement?]

-[Sweet prank?]

-[Seems legit]

-[Middle manager, isn’t that just a village chief?]

-[Village chief? Take back what you just said…!]

-[I’m going to be a hos-master!]

-[How about calling it township manager instead of village chief?]

-[Middle manager does sound better than village or township chief]

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While I was just observing without saying much in the chat room someone had created,

With the help of the user managing the chat room, I immediately posted an announcement to publicly select middle managers.

Of course, there were some people who expressed dissatisfaction with this approach.

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Title: Today’s News) Recruiting managers for central docking areas of Avalon and Barracuda in Icarus Triangle Zone

Author: News Boy

Content: [Chat announcement screenshot.jpg]

Brief summary = Title says it all

Interested people should go check it out

Comments:

-[Oh, public recruitment]

-[How is this any different from a clan?]

-˪[Unlike clans, your back always hurts from backstabbing?]

-[I… I am the township manager…]

-˪[I’m going to be a township manager GOSU!]

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Since most people didn’t seem to have a problem with it,

Following the very democratic procedure of majority rule, I proceeded with this public hos-master… I mean township manager… administrator selection.

But what I hadn’t anticipated was that after deciding to select middle managers for these two outposts,

In just 5 hours, more than 5,000 users applied.

And the problem was that I alone had to receive, process, and select from all these user applications.

“Aaaaaaaargh!”

“Commander, stop screaming and just finish it quickly.”

Jessica could help with the simple administrative tasks.

But for the rest, even Jessica couldn’t help due to the structure of the situation…

‘Why did my past self decide to push for something like this?’

Crushed under the disaster I had brought upon myself, I had to let out screams of agony.

———-

At that same time.

The Corruption Clan could also see Icarus’s central manager recruitment post.

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<Announcement: Share information immediately!>

-[<Gallery link announcing Icarus’s central manager recruitment>]

-[The timing is perfect]

-[Good]

-[This is our chance]

-[For real]

-[If we quickly go and release swarms of bugs while other users are coming and going, it’s a win](Vice Clan Leader)

-[What about the monster cell tentacle creatures?]

-[Those and the large parasites should just be used as aggro distractions](Vice Clan Leader)

-[Aww, I worked hard making those]

-[They’re too big to help it, I’ll use mine for aggro dispersion too](Vice Clan Leader)

-[Anyway, this is truly a heaven-sent opportunity, so use it well]

-[HYTT]

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From their perspective of collecting information through internal infiltration, Icarus’s recruitment post was truly a godsend opportunity.

After preparing all sorts of aggro-attracting life forms like beautiful large roaches, giant termite queens like wiggling parasites,

And even monster tentacles that looked like walking bundles of sutures,

They were making tremendous efforts to infiltrate the “micro parasitic flies,” the real spyware, to discover the “unidentified starship worth at least 50 points” that was their mission objective.

But just 3 hours after the Vice Clan Leader packed up all sorts of things and departed, entering the central area…

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<Announcement: Share information immediately!>

-[Oh wait](Vice Clan Leader)

-[I’m screwed](Vice Clan Leader)

-[?]

-[What happened?]

-[Spotted by a Marauder-type player, being chased now](Vice Clan Leader)

-[Ah]

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Although the feeling had faded considerably recently due to Icarus’s Triangle Zone,

The central area where Icarus was located was basically a den where countless solo players lived lives of endless struggle against each other.

Additionally, with nearly 2,000 users who were supposed to be “doormats” for such players having fled to the Triangle Zone recently,

It was only natural that users who could no longer taste the pleasure of plunder due to the sudden disappearance of doormats would try to raid passing ships.

Of course, the Corruption Clan’s Vice Clan Leader had prepared for this situation by modifying his ship’s equipment to focus on maneuverability and speed,

Making thorough preparations to escape before being surrounded by mediocre user fleets…

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<Announcement: Share information immediately!>

-[I’m screwed]

-[Why is it so fast]

-[Help]

-[Save me]

-[Help]

-[Ship’s exploding]

-[Help]

-[Damn engine destroyed]

-[Oh shit oh](Vice Clan Leader)

-[Our Vice Clan Leader will probably return with a very crispy mental state]

-[From now on, let’s only go to the central area after safety is guaranteed]

-[For real]

-[Agreed]

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The central area marauders’ determination was unexpectedly intense,

Resulting in the Vice Clan Leader’s SS-class destroyer “Phantasque” being caught in their determined pursuit.

This led to the SS-class destroyer going boom and the loss of most of the supplies and spyware it was carrying…

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<Announcement: Share information immediately!>

-[Successfully escaped via shuttle]

-[Will somehow make it to Tannhäuser and complete the mission](Vice Clan Leader)

-[Sob]

-[Vice Clan Leader…;;]

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The Corruption Vice Clan Leader, having successfully escaped by shuttle, showed even more dedication and sincerity in collecting information despite losing his ship.

Whether this should be considered fortunate in misfortune, or something else entirely… it was truly a puzzling situation.

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