There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 567, The Fat Pufferfish

"Turn left!"

A sharp sound echoed in the command room.

Unfortunately, the hasty tug-of-war did not allow them to successfully evade the obstacle.

The surging plasma blasts slammed into the battered ship, tearing through its outer armor in an instant.

A huge hole appeared on the hull of the ship.

Fortunately, the attack did not completely cripple the warship.

Terrified screams rang out continuously.

It comes from a large group of toddlers of various races huddled together and embracing each other.

Factory-style breeding has never been a particularly unusual thing, especially in the area previously controlled by the demonic forces.

Nowadays.

A player fleet raided the lair of a group of space pirates and, incidentally, physically destroyed a breeding facility abandoned by the shrinking faction's Ghost Cave.

The main breeding and propagation targets of this breeding factory are various kinds of beastmen.

As a result, this psionic warship, already somewhat overwhelmed by the player's poor maintenance, became a zoo in the process.

The sounds of wailing and moaning echoed continuously.

They caught a good time.

Just as a new batch of beastmen finished their breeding process, the breeding factory was destroyed by the players.

The player in charge gritted his teeth and roared at his first mate.

"Hurry and do something, the ship is sinking!"

"How dare you say that? We were doing a perfectly good covert mission infiltrating the enemy, and you had to go and rescue these little beastmen!"

"You don't know anything! Hidden quests? Can they compare to faction contribution? Do you think you can get a legendary item by doing a hundred hidden quests?"

"Whether there's a reward or not, it's better than you, a reckless brute, leading us to our deaths!"

The two guys, one tall and one short, were arguing with each other.

Finally, the tall captain lost his temper and launched a powerful flying kick at the first mate beside him.

The short first mate was sent flying, tumbling across the ground for a while before crashing hard into the control panel with a loud thud.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll just say one thing now: the ship is sinking!"

"I've had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to have run into you!"

"If I survive this time, I'll be the captain next time!"

"it is good!

Upon hearing these words, the first mate immediately perked up.

A loud roar.

"be prepared!"

Immediately, a chorus of responses erupted.

For the undead that are gradually transforming into the true Fourth Calamity, there is nothing to truly fear.

Their courage stemmed from the goddess's favor.

"It's somewhat enviable."

The melted outer armor exposed the warship's truly vulnerable parts.

The numerous void pirate warships behind them were relentlessly pursuing them like hyenas.

A large part of the reason is because...

"I'm so angry!"

Once a fully operational breeding factory is in operation, it is undoubtedly "like starting a money printing machine."

This is a real windfall.

The Void Pirate leader who was lucky enough to find the treasure was ambitious.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have rushed to summon the chaotic void pirates in this star field after finally managing to occupy this forgotten factory in the Ghost Cave.

It's not impossible that they harbored the idea of using this factory to convince their peers, and then officially becoming a genuine, renowned pirate with a far-reaching reputation throughout the myriad worlds.

But today, all of that is gone.

"It's destroyed!"
It was ruined by those damned guys!

A figure with gray squid tentacles floating from its chin and most of its body modified into machinery appeared on the large screen of the player's warship control console.

Without any skill, it simply appears with an angry roar and an emotionally charged howl.

"I will put you in life support pods and cut off a piece of my flesh every day!"

"Death will only be a luxury!"

"You damned bastards!"

"Don't let me catch you!"
"I'll make you pay!"

"I will make you pay the price!"

Later on, this hysterical screaming inexplicably carried a hint of grievance.

Of course, this is reasonable.

From the moment he found this abandoned breeding factory, he has been pouring money into it, even selling off his main warships, which were his means of survival.

It was all in exchange for the resources needed to get the factory up and running. It was a long and difficult process.

This was really hard-won!
It was a long and difficult process to get the factory up and running.

The first batch of goods has just been produced.

Having contacted both the buyers and the Void Pirates, they were preparing to conduct a face-to-face transaction, using the existence of the breeding factory and the money they had just acquired to win them over on the spot.

At last.

"Crowned the Void Pirate!"

Everything was planned so perfectly.

But now, it's been destroyed.

His great pirate, his flagship, his dream, and his glorious future.

All of these have become piles of scrap metal.

When he learned of this news, he was still on stage, raising his glass high in high spirits to his colleagues.

And now.

His eyes were red.

"At least, at least leave those beastmen behind!"

The players not only destroyed his breeding factory, but also stole the batch of beastmen he was using for trade.

At this moment, the pirate leader was on the verge of completely losing his mind.

If we sell these beastmen, at the very least, we can buy back our main warships.

"Stop running!"

"You can't run away!"

This might explain why he didn't completely wipe out the fleeing players in one round when he had a numerical and firepower advantage.

However, this is not a good choice.

But there is no way.

A gambler who has lost everything will never admit defeat.

The pirate leader was shouting hysterically.

Half of the players in the command room stood up voluntarily, led by the first mate.

Players do indeed have many unique advantages.

Compared to those expensive consumable weapons, their own supplies are much cheaper.

Upon entering the outer realms of the heavens, in a very short time, those Yellow Banner psionic warships from the Ghost Cave were almost completely wiped out by these guys.

Xiao Yang clearly did not offer a second batch of angel investment.

In round after round of battles, the large amount of junk looted from the Void Pirates became the only option for most players.

However, compared to the Void Pirates who have lived on warships since birth, the players' piloting skills are simply not up to par.

It also lost the generational advantage of advanced warships.

For a long time, these guys were beaten up and covered in bruises.

Being hung up and beaten is a minor matter.

The main symptom is a dull ache in my liver area.

Can you imagine?

A thousand people worked hard for almost a month, and just now they got a piece of junk ship that can travel through the void, and it's probably been used by who-knows-how-many times.

Less than two hours after setting off, the group appeared in an orderly fashion at the resurrection point in the small trading area, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Where's the boat?"

"It became fireworks in the sky."

In such a painful and helpless situation, all one can do is to make the most of one's strengths.

To prevent my liver from flying in the sky.

What are the players' advantages?
Being able to be resurrected must be a very important one.

One by one, the players climbed onto a thick, black pipe.

And just right.

The Fat Pufferfish, which is currently being pursued, is a prime example of this strategy.

One by one, the cabins opened without warning.

Densely packed.

In an instant, the old warship looked like a giant, bloated pufferfish.

The commander, seated in the driver's seat, gave a guiding statement.