I Became a Commander in a Crappy SF Game.

Ch.367″The large and beautiful ship is always large and beautiful.”

by fnovelpia

The day after experiencing the bizarre incident of a handsome 180cm horned mercenary leader turning into either a 130cm horned woman or a 450cm horned father.

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<<<Dreadnought Platform Construction Complete!>>>

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“Ooooh.”

‘It’s already been a month?’

I expressed amazement at how quickly time had passed when I saw the message announcing that the construction project I had been working on before conquering Tannhäuser was now complete.

As I marveled at how fast time had flown, I could naturally see the description of the “Dreadnought Platform” that appeared. Of course, since I already knew this information, I wondered why it was being displayed, which raised quite a few questions.

But that was only momentary.

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<“Anything larger than this should essentially be considered a moving fortress, shouldn’t it?”>

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‘Hmm, originally various auxiliary buildings should pop up separately here, but it’s changed a lot.’

The moment I saw the description, I realized that the settings and functions of the ‘Dreadnought Platform’ were different from what I remembered.

“Is something very different? You keep staring at it.”

“It has changed. Originally, when you built this, designs for separate auxiliary buildings would appear together.”

“But now they’re not there.”

“That’s right.”

It used to be a building notorious for what people cursed as split DLC sales, but now they just give it to you like this without all that.

I nodded with satisfaction seeing that the management team, who had always been thoroughly cursed, had done something decent this time.

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Fleet Status

Total Points: 850/950 points

Aircraft Carriers: 3 ships, 70 points each = 210 points

Special Battleships: 2 ships, 65 points each = 130 points

Battleships: 3 ships, 40 points each = 120 points

Subspace Submarine: 1 ship, 50 points each = 50 points

Light Aircraft Carriers: 0 ships, 40 points each = 0 points

Cruiser Battleships: 5 ships, 30 points each = 150 points

Heavy Cruisers: 2 ships, 10 points each = 20 points

Light Cruisers: 20 ships, 6 points each = 120 points

Destroyers: 0 ships, 3 points each = 0 points

Escort Ships: 0 ships, 1.5 points each = 0 points

Patrol Ships: 5 ships, 1 point each = 5 points

Resource Mining Ships: 30 ships, 1.5 points each = 45 points

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‘Hmm, this should be enough.’

Perhaps because I hadn’t built anything new since the docking facility was constructed, I confirmed that there were 100 points to spare. I immediately decided to instruct Jessica, who was standing next to me, to begin construction of our first dreadnought.

“Jessica, my dear Jessica, please make me a big and beautiful dreadnought.”

“…You sound like you’re summoning a genie from a lamp. Just a moment.”

“Oh right, let’s just build the rest all at once while we’re at it.”

And a moment later.

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-<Dock #1>

-<Dock #2>

-<Dock #3>

-<Dock #4>

-<Dock #5> (Fortress-provided facility)

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-<Dock #1>

-<Dock #2>

-<Dock #3> (Fortress-provided facility)

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-<Dock #1>

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With all the other shipyards completely empty, only the massive platform was working hard.

‘Damn expensive and takes damn long.’

Seeing that it now required what was practically a real auxiliary building number, I started to feel quite strange about the situation.

After officially ordering the construction of the dreadnought, I wanted to proceed with building the remaining ‘auxiliary buildings’ next.

Of course, perhaps thanks to steadily continuing various construction projects all this time…

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<Special Defense Facility> (Minerals 592,500, Rare Resources 170,000)

<Nemesis Orbital Ring> (Minerals 5,350,000, Rare Resources 950,000)

<Faction-Specific Special Building (Current Faction: ‘Space Monster’)> (Minerals 1,250,000, Rare Resources 600,000)

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Looking at the list of available auxiliary buildings, which had somehow been reduced to half…

I recalled how until recently I had been shuddering and saying “9 stages, damn expensive,” and I couldn’t help but feel deeply moved.

And since I probably wouldn’t be fighting directly for a while, I was going to build the most expensive <Nemesis Orbital Ring> first, but…

-Beep!

“Huh?”

“Commander, you can’t build that because you don’t have enough resources.”

“What?”

“Currently we have 5.2 million minerals and 790,000 rare resources left.”

Unfortunately, through the large-scale employment of 2,500 mercenaries I had initiated previously, my resources had literally hit rock bottom.

And after that, the resource supply for the base’s docking was nerfed through an update.

Despite having consumed a level 7 base, the resource supply rate was slashed in half.

Plus, after that, there were quite a few places where resources needed to go, such as fleet reconstruction and repairs for the exclusively contracted mercenary fleets.

Not to mention the restoration of Tannhäuser’s outer armor plates that had been destroyed by Ouroboros’s bombardment, among other things.

Realizing that I hadn’t accumulated as many resources as I thought…

“Siiigh… Really? Well, can’t be helped then.”

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Thinking that I would need to purely gather resources for the time being, contrary to what I had originally planned, I proceeded with the construction of the <Special Defense Facility>, the cheapest among the remaining auxiliary buildings.

Of course, even this one consumed nearly 500,000 minerals and close to 100,000 rare resources.

It was enough to make any ordinary player stick out their tongue, saying it would take at least a week to gather that amount.

After resolving all those base operation-related issues, I figured there wasn’t much else to do right now, so I decided to enter the “Solo Ranker’s Room” after a long time to just chat.

But when I actually went inside…

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<Notice: Do Enjoy N Party>

-[Welcome Icarus] (Menaldo)

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…There was Menaldo, who had previously said he was joining a “clan” and would be leaving the chat room, firmly occupying his place.

Naturally, I was increasingly curious about why this guy was still hanging around here.

In response to my question, Menaldo… no, other users said:

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<Notice: Do Enjoy N Party>

-[Ah, you mean the ‘clan’?]

-[The world was too small to accept me] (Menaldo)

-[The clan he was trying to join got caught up in a war and completely fell apart] (Laura)

-[Oh] (Menaldo)

-[LOLOLOLOLOLOL] (König)

-[LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL] (Indefatigable)

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As reactions erupted that were like unemployed friends watching a colleague who had failed at a job application, I felt a very strange sensation watching them.

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