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.
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:
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.
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 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.
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 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.
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.
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.
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.]
[External Communication]
The atmosphere was briefly lighthearted due to the bosses’ reconciliation gestures.
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.
A woman’s voice, teasing and melodious, tickled the ears of the commanders.
In troubled times, heroes emerge.
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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.