Martial Arts Returnee’s Game Broadcast

Chapter 230

They wanted to secure the Silent Swordsman's facility.
They wanted to control the prisoners at will.
If their people were trapped, they wanted to ensure they were treated well behind the scenes.
They wanted to be recognized as the official strongest fan club among the three great fan clubs.
So, they decided to obliterate the facilities of other fan clubs, stripping them of the qualification to host the forced return device.

This war, stemming from complex factors, had escalated into a full-blown battle, and the consequences were the war that lay before them.

• It's the Human-Faced Demon Guild! The Human-Faced Demon Guild's private fleet has appeared!
• Everyone, escape in personal spaceships! If you stay at the station, you'll be bombarded!
• What about the day laborers without personal spaceships?
• Get on the military ships, slaves. What are you trying to escape for?
• Is forced conscription real?
• Yeah, just board the smuggling ship and escape before you're caught~

The passionate member of the Wandering Merchant Guild's fan club, Mangok Dongmu Saedari Bobo, did not like the behavior of the labor-class viewers one bit.
He was a 1-billion-point donor and a knight, after all.

Round of Night Private Chat Room:

• From now on, any personal spaceships launching without approval should be shot down immediately. Understood?
• Copy that.
• We’ve deployed a large-scale emergency escape area in the station’s space to block the laborers' emergency escape rights. A large-scale escape by regular travelers is expected.
• Night-class frigate pilots, squadron 20, ambush around the station and intercept any surviving vessels from squadron 10.

The Wandering Merchant Guild would not allow the labor-class viewers to escape.
They had used and enjoyed all the buildings, entertainment, and leisure facilities that had been built. But when a crisis occurred, they tried to slip away without a second thought.
Such brazen behavior could not be tolerated, and anyone trying to escape would be shot down.

• Ahh, these bastards are really shooting!
• The entire space fleet is taking off at once, and the ones who get caught are just unlucky!
• The first unlucky bastard dies, haha!
• Captain, hang in there! I’ve got 3 years of shooting game experience, I’ll dodge everything!
• This idiot captain is really getting hammered.
• You said you had 3 years of shooting game experience, dumbass!
• I played it on the computer, you bastards!!
• Ah!! I paid extra for the smuggling ship, and it turned out to be a piece of junk!!

Bam, bam!
Smuggling ships and escape vessels exploded from all directions.
Resistance using low-tier chemical weapons was sporadic, but it was no match for the Wandering Merchant Guild pilots, who wielded national-tier energy missiles.
Only a very few managed to escape.
As they tried to leave the station, the weapons mounted on the station intercepted most of them.
Before they could gain enough propulsion to escape, frigate combat ships intercepted them and half of them were shot down.
Even those who tried to reach the emergency escape zone were intercepted by ambushing frigates and were destroyed without being able to do anything.

• The Wandering Merchant Guild is oppressing the workers!!
• We just escaped, and people are dying everywhere, it’s a mess!
• Don’t go to the Wandering Merchant Guild station! If you go, you’ll be forced into conscription!

The angry accusations from the viewers who successfully escaped!
As the most powerful force in the universe, the hatred toward the Wandering Merchant Guild quickly grew, and labor-class viewers decided to support other forces.

• Should we join the Human-Faced Demon Guild?
• No, no, no!
• They don’t have workers, but they have slaves...
• If you join, you can become a voluntary slave, totally possible.
• I joined the Human-Faced Demon Guild before. They kept going on about noble sacrifices and revenge, trying to brainwash me, and I got scared and ran away.
• A cult, haha.
• As irritating as the Wandering Merchant Guild is, the Human-Faced Demon Guild is the scariest.
• Then it’s the Tuttak’s Guild.
• Tuttak’s Guild is fine.
• Tuttak is cute too.
• Agree.

The smallest of the three major factions, Tuttak’s Guild, had only recently appeared as a mascot.
However, thanks to the cuteness of the mascot Tuttak and his unexpectedly competent abilities, the guild’s influence rapidly began to grow, fueled by the enthusiastic support of viewers.

• The only allies of the laborers are Tuttak’s Guild!
• Let’s take down the giants of capitalism!
• Tuttak is a god, and Tuttak is invincible!

The president of Tuttak’s Guild was taken aback by the sudden fervent support from viewers.
He had attacked other forces like the Human-Faced Demon Guild to break the momentum of the Wandering Merchant Guild, but somehow, the labor-class viewers began growing at an alarming rate.

• We want to fight too!
• Those bastard pilots from the Wandering Merchant Guild destroyed our precious smuggling line we worked so hard to build! Please recruit us as pilots to get revenge!
• I’ll join the military ships! I’ll do anything if you just pick me!

The president of Tuttak’s Guild, though momentarily flustered, realized this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing for their fan club.

[At the Tuttak’s Guild Trading Post, get a 10% cashback on mineral sales!]
[Even if the conversion rate is crap, you can still board! Become a low-tier pilot for a cheap junk ship! (135/1000)]
[We’re recruiting talented pilots for our newest high-tier battleships. No hiring limit. Get a personalized combat ship instantly upon hiring!]

Now was the time to pour in donations, thought the president of Tuttak’s Guild.
In an instant, a new invasion fleet was formed, and the fleet set sail to destroy the massive station facilities of the Wandering Merchant Guild.

• Let’s smash everything! Smash Earth too!!!
• Why destroy Earth of all things?
• The Wandering Merchant Guild owns a planet named Earth!
• What’s going on?
• Planet Earth 13?
• There are 13 Earths?!
• Terraforming has been going on like crazy, look at that!
• Since I’m so mad, I’m going to use an orbital strike! Haha!

Any space structures or planets encountered along the way were instantly destroyed or captured by the labor-class’s wrath.
The invasion by the Wandering Merchant Guild, which only relied on numbers and abundant resources, was terrifying.

• Wow, they’ve already taken down five stations?
• Planet destruction is so sweet!!
• The point system that rewards for destruction is so sweet!
• Now I get why the Human-Faced Demon Guild is obsessed with destruction.
• Hey, there’s a cruise ship launching.
• If we steal that, we can level up!

The junk ships that launched so confidently!
Even low-tier paper-thin fighter pilots could destroy any spaceship with enough firepower if they fired in unison.
From the very start of the battle, the junk ships had been wreaking havoc, but now, suddenly, a warning appeared on their cockpit screens.

[Warning. Warning.]
[Missiles targeting this vessel have been detected.]
[Please intercept or perform evasive maneuvers immediately.]

• What’s this warning?
• The automatic interception system will take care of it.
• It’s not working!
• Crazy, the interception missiles can’t keep up with the enemy missiles!!
• We’re done for, it’s shock missiles.
• If we get hit by the shockwave, any ship with low durability is finished.
• What do we do now to survive?
• Manual controls. Detonate the shock missiles from long range or dodge them with insane maneuvers.
• How’s a 10% efficiency pilot supposed to do that, you bastard?!
• Yeah, go ahead and try. If you die, it’s over anyway, haha.
• Fact: if you die, you lose fewer items.
• Oh.
• But your points will drop drastically.
• I don’t have any points, I’m just a laborer, so I might as well die.

[External Communication]

• Go ahead and kill yourselves. I’ll blow up your fleet and steal your points, haha!

• Slaves, go home!

• Chun-shik, if you come back, I’ll give you a protein bar for lunch! I’ve missed you, you’re the best slave I’ve ever had!

• Hozai, I’ll double your pay!

• Kim Mal-fight, I’ll give you 100g of the favorite ore per meal! Come back with me, my friend.

• Really?

• Really, haha.

• Don’t fall for it, you bastard!

• Their nickname is Hangar Cleaner Slave, not Chun-shik.

• They’re no different from Chun-shik, right?

• Looks like we’re messing with slave sensitivities.

• Slave sensitivity, haha!

• Oh, our boss is a good boss!

• What’s with Kim Mal-fight, haha?

The atmosphere was briefly lighthearted due to the bosses’ reconciliation gestures.

Flash!

• Boss, I’ll work three times harder if you pick me.
• Huh? What was that flash?

[Hangar Cleaner Slave Manduk died and was forcefully logged out.]
[Daily Wage 10 Points Slave Nocheol died and was forcefully logged out.]
[Don’t Do This, Boss, Please! died and was forcefully logged out.]

The ships, dreaming of one-sided slaughter, were engulfed in beams of light and exploded, becoming stars in space.

• You really can’t drive, can you? A cheap pilot who’s not even worth the cost of the ship! Apologize to the president for borrowing an expensive new model!

A woman’s voice, teasing and melodious, tickled the ears of the commanders.

• That pink ship... it’s the Mesugaki girl!!
• What’s a Mesugaki?
• She’s the ace pilot of Tuttak’s Guild?!
• She’s that good?
• I’ve met her before in another battlefront. She was a skilled fighter, over 90 kills!

In troubled times, heroes emerge.
As the junk ships faced annihilation, a viewer with a tremendous presence began to make a name for herself, her presence overwhelming the battlefield.
Her name was The One Who Loves Apologies.
The ace pilot of Tuttak’s Guild, also known as the Mesugaki girl, or the Apple girl, was here.