Chapter 156: Spaceship Bombardment, Hardcore Fu-fu Shakes the Star Sea!
On the very day Bai Fu took out Mosen, the video of her dismantling a small battle armor barehanded had already gone viral in the Community.
Pure violence, pure domination—every frame of the video tugged at the hearts of Players chasing the thrill of “combat！”
Players pouring into the video were either admiring Bai Fu’s strength or feeling intense envy and jealousy toward Excavation‑Princess and her crew.
Of course, aside from these comments, the Live‑stream Comments were filled with the usual daily madness from Fu Sect Members.
【Fu-fu has a new Skin, this new Skin, hss—I’m done for】
【Ahh, Fu-fu kicked the lunchbox away—pick it up, someone go pick it up, I’m willing to pay a high price for it】
【Little greedy cat】
Riding on this wave of popularity, Excavation‑Princess launched a video series: Day one covered the situation of the Ulysses people, day two showed Bai Fu capturing other slave traders, and day three revealed Bai Fu’s plan to sell those very slave traders as slaves.
Her move of building anticipation step-by-step for a final explosive reveal caused Bai Fu’s popularity to soar once again. After the Version 1.3 Newbie Planet Main Storylines gradually rolled out, she broke through discussions related to the Main Storyline and rose to the top of the Community Hot Topics List.
For a time, phrases like【Star-Play Goddess of Mercy】and【The chaotic Star Sea is cold as ice, only Fu-fu warms the heart】spread widely throughout the Community.
【Fu-fu truly has a kind heart. While other NPCs try every way to exploit us, not only does she give us benefits, she never hesitates to help weak NPCs either】
【Why else would she be called Big Bai Fu—Big as in big-hearted, Bai as in pure soul!】
【When will Fu-fu the Goddess of Mercy come to save us too? We need your benefits as well】
Watching the video, Bai Fu chuckled.
Save?
Ah yes yes yes, it was indeed saving!
After all, what she craved was just the Players’ XP and money. Even when she went full firepower, the most she’d leave them shouting was “No XP left at all!” and “My wallet is now well-behaved.” And afterward, she’d even squeeze a bunch of “supplements” out of the game developers to help Players recover.
Compared to Succubi who practiced sustainable exploitation, she was clearly better than those who drained bones dry.
Amidst the praise and envy, Bai Fu noticed some Players from other Newbie Planets were voluntarily acting as Guide Spies.
They tried to calculate the distance between their own Planets and Ulysses Star, and some even private messaged Excavation‑Princess, hoping she could help acquire a Blueprint for a long-distance Signal Transmitter, so they could guide Fu-fu to “save” them with it.
Great great great, they’ve been trained well enough to start moving on their own!
Bai Fu shook her head in faux regret.
Even if those Players really managed to figure out the precise location of their Newbie Planets in the Star Sea, she wouldn’t be in a rush to go there just yet.
After capturing four slave trading teams in succession, she now had a total of five small Freighters. Two of them were heavily damaged and unable to perform Warp Engine travel, but the remaining three were in good shape. If she used those three to ferry Players, each trip could easily carry over a thousand people.
However, there was one major risk—these small Freighters had weak defense capabilities. If she encountered a crisis like a Twisted Space anomaly during Dark Zone navigation, it could result in total shipwreck and death.
“Before departure, I must first secure a more advanced Freighter.”
Bai Fu closed the Community.
Not far away, Vic was instructing Anya in how to practice his Mental Secret Scroll.
“My trick is actually quite simple—construct an imaginary mental world to temper yourself. The content of that world doesn’t really matter, but to achieve better results, it’s best to create one where you can feel suffering and undergo explosive breakthroughs within that suffering.”
Anya nodded thoughtfully.
A world where she would feel suffering?
Ever since Fu-fu Boss took off, she had pretty much been living happily. The only thing that gave her headaches was Yulia becoming part of her and Fu-fu Boss’s household.
That evil Yulia always asked Fu-fu Boss to do experiments. She had no idea what kind of experiments they did, but every time afterward, Fu-fu Boss would be utterly exhausted—which made her heart ache.
Since founding the Garden of Silence, when had Fu-fu Boss ever suffered like this? It was all that wicked woman Yulia’s fault!
She had made up her mind.
“I’m going to create a world filled with nothing but Yulias. Once I shatter every single Yulia, I’ll become the number one Sauce under Fu-fu Boss’s command!”
Anya nodded excitedly to herself.
Yulia, who happened to be walking over, looked at her in puzzlement. “What’s with her?”
Bai Fu said, “Maybe she had some sort of realization in her mental cultivation. Did you need something?”
Yulia replied, “The Eye of the Dark Moon you left behind has reacted.”
Bai Fu and Vic both stood up at once.
When they had first arrived at Ulysses, Vic had already suspected someone on the inside was secretly colluding with the slave traders. Thus, Bai Fu had quietly pasted Eye of the Dark Moon Prayer Cards in the homes of Ulysses residents who had the ability to communicate with the outside.
“Who was it?” Vic clenched his fists.
Yulia said, “The city’s Administrator. Just now, he received a message from a slave trader. That trader threatened to expose his betrayal, and he confessed everything that’s happened in the past few days. The slave trader said he’d bring people over right away and use ship cannons to kill us while we’re off guard.”
Vic’s face turned pale instantly. He had suspected the Administrator, but facing the truth was still like a dagger to the heart.
The Administrator had cared for him after his father’s death—why would he collaborate with slave traders?
Bai Fu patted his shoulder and turned to Yulia. “If that slave trader wants to bomb us off guard, then we’ll repay him in kind!”
She immediately called all the Players over and shared her plan.
It was a simple one.
Ship cannon vs ship cannon—you bomb me, I bomb you. Let’s see whose Freighter is tougher!
Although the two damaged Freighters couldn’t do Warp jumps, with a little fix-up from some Mechanic Players, they’d be fine for a bombardment or boarding battle in low orbit. She had Hei Fu lead the Players aboard those two Freighters, ready to flank the slave traders’ ships from both sides the moment they arrived.
Flanked on two sides like cheese—if that didn’t kill them, she’d pinch Yulia with her toes!
“What the hell?!”
After hearing Bai Fu’s plan, every Player present was stunned at first, then burst into cheers—even Excavation‑Princess wasn’t immune.
This was full-blown spaceship bombardment! They were already in the Star Sea now—who wouldn’t want to try such a thing?
And now, Fu-fu had given them the chance!
“Fu-fu is badass!”
“My Fu is number one under the heavens! Who agrees? Who objects?”
“Damn it, go Livestream, start the Livestream! I want other Players to die of envy, haha.”
Bai Fu was very satisfied with the Players’ reactions. Repairing those two Freighters would cost a lot of money. Rather than letting them sit idle, she decided to bring them out to let Players have some fun while her popularity was high these two days, giving other Players a reason to keep supporting her.
Want to pilot a Freighter?
Then join Bai Fu’s Secret Garden. Here, not only can you pilot Freighters, but there are even more exciting and fun things!
It had to be said, this advertisement worked extremely well.
When the Players flooding into the Livestream heard that Excavation‑Princess and the others were going to pilot Freighters to fight slave traders, all of them were stunned.
【Holy crap, you guys are playing this big?】
【No way, dude, how did you guys manage to suck up to Bai Fu so much that you got a chance to pilot Freighters?】
【Of course, it started from the lunchbox, then...】
【Ahhhh, I’m still playing COD, and you guys are already playing Star Wars?】
Hehe, this is what it’s like to roll with Fu-fu!
A screen full of crazy Live‑stream Comments quickly flashed by, and the two half-damaged Freighters howled as they broke through the clouds and leapt into the starry sky, preparing for the coming battle.
...
“Boss, we’re estimated to arrive near Ulysses Star in 10 minutes.”
On the Freighter Falling Leaves Forest, a slave trader respectfully reported to the tiger-headed man beside him.
Brom, a somewhat notorious slave trader throughout the Chaotic Star Route.
He was famous not because of his strength, but for his extremely ruthless methods—he liked to kill with bare hands, laser cuts, or by crushing with hydraulic presses. Against his enemies, he was like a mad dog, biting fiercely and never letting go, often taking revenge on their family and friends.
This inhumane behavior earned him the nickname “Death’s Messenger,” making him one of the representatives of “chaos” in the Chaotic Star Route.
Brom licked his lips. “All weapons enter pre-armed state. Once the target is locked, attack immediately! Some newly registered hunter popping out of nowhere dares to block my financial path—I’ll blow her to pieces!”
Time flew by quickly. After 10 minutes, Falling Leaves Forest’s Warp Engine shut down completely, the Freighter exited the dark zone formed by high-speed travel, and headed toward the distant silent blue planet.
Brom closed his eyes, crossed his arms, and rhythmically tapped his right foot.
Just as he was humming happily, several screams suddenly came from inside the Freighter: “Detecting two unidentified ships rapidly approaching!”
Brom opened his eyes sharply. “Send a message asking their identity. If no reply, open fire immediately!”
“Yes!”
After just a few seconds, Falling Leaves Forest received a reply.
“What did they say?”
The crew member standing at the console stammered, “Th-they said…”
“What? Say it!” Brom’s eyes widened.
The crew member could only grit his teeth and say, “They replied with [Holy crap, damn it].”
“???”
Brom was full of question marks, then suddenly, overwhelming murderous intent surged from his heart.
“Fools! Blow them all to hell!”
The various weapons installed on Falling Leaves Forest were immediately activated, but before these slave traders could launch an attack, the two ships that had entered their radar range struck first.
Open fire!
Laser cannons, multi-linked kinetic cannons, space torpedoes, medium-range missiles… whatever weapons were onboard, the Players piloting the ships fired them all without any intention of conserving ammo or energy.
No way in hell they’d hold back!
Before ascending, Fu-fu had already said that as long as they could take down the slave traders’ ships coming from afar, those two Freighters could be blown up however they wanted—after all, they weren’t good ships anyway.
In the silent vacuum, dazzling light filled Falling Leaves Forest’s central screen completely.
The next second, the energy shield outside the ship began violently trembling under the laser cannon barrage, and the alarms inside started flashing red.
“Shield remaining 99.3%, shield…”
The harsh voice drove Brom, already bad-tempered, into a frenzy.
“Damn it, fire back!”
Three ships launched close-range bombardment battles in the starry sky. The slave traders were all veterans. Even under a surprise attack, in such chaotic combat, they skillfully chose whether to use laser cannons to drain shields or medium-range missiles and kinetic cannons to damage enemy ship armor. The Players, however, were not so calm. It was their first time actively piloting Freighters in combat. Even with AI assistance, coordinating the two ships’ attack rhythm revealed many flaws.
“Kinetic cannon hit left armor, durability down by one-tenth!”
“Damn, that hit made my head spin.”
Players inside the ships kept shouting. Their flustered state brought joyful laughter to the Livestream. But no matter how happily they laughed, no one worried Excavation‑Princess and the others would lose this battle. The long-range bombardment was just a means to distract Falling Leaves Forest; the Players’ real killer move was to pilot the ships and ram directly.
“What good is your shooting? If the ship gets hit and the armor breaks, can you still turn the tables?”
Ordinary A-rank Psionicists thrown into space had no chance of survival—not everyone was Kaz!
Bai Fu, lurking in Excavation‑Princess’s Livestream, was delighted.
Slave traders were always known for ruthlessness, but to her, such ruthlessness was a joke in front of Players.
You call that ruthless?
Today, this Fu-fu will show you what a real hardcore savage is!
Brom clearly hadn’t realized the crisis coming. Although he noticed the Players’ ships rapidly closing in, the continuous hits from kinetic cannons boosted his confidence.
“Damn, they dare ambush me—watch me blow you to bits! Increase firepower, hahaha… huh?”
Brom’s laughter suddenly froze. He noticed the left-side ship was not dodging the torpedoes from Falling Leaves Forest but instead charging straight at it, enduring the torpedo attacks.
The torpedoes exploded, brilliant fireworks lighting up the starry sky, yet something felt off.
He dashed to the radar screen. Sure enough, the ship hit by the torpedo did not pause for a moment and continued charging at Falling Leaves Forest at an incredible speed.
“Dodge, now!”
“Boss, we can’t dodge. Another ship on the left fired missiles. Our path is blocked!”
Brom’s face turned shocked. He had a premonition of what was about to happen.
No, was this how normal space combat was fought? They hadn’t even reached a desperate moment, yet immediately launched a suicidal charge upon first contact. Don’t you all value your lives?
“Hurry, contact the enemy ship. Contact that Silver Moon hunter—I want to talk to her!”
Brom was desperate.
He was ruthless, but only to others. He valued his own life above everything.
Dudu dudu——
After a series of busy signals, a blue hologram appeared in the center of the cockpit. It was a black-haired girl sitting in a chair, legs crossed, with the backs of her hands supporting her chin.
Brom did not have time to look closely at the girl’s face. He hurriedly said, “Silver Moon, right? There may be some misunderstandings between us. How about this: we both back down now, cease fire and end this conflict. After all, I’m at fault here first. I will additionally compensate you 10,000 Credit Coins for Freighter repairs!”
The shoe hanging from Hei Fu’s foot lightly swayed. “Someone told me your nickname is Death’s Messenger, known for being ruthless and cruel. Once you make an enemy, you will stop at nothing to kill them.”
Brom forced out a smile. “That’s a name given by outsiders, I…”
“Coincidentally,” Hei Fu interrupted, “I am also very grudging. You said you wanted to blow me up while I was unprepared. To avoid prolonged trouble, I’ve decided to blow you up now.”
Those words made the hair on Brom’s head stand on end.
“You…”
“Instead of cursing me, better watch the screen.”
Damn you.
Brom forcefully waved his hand, cutting off the call. At this moment, shrill screams erupted inside the Freighter.
“We’re about to collide! We’re about to collide!”
Brom panicked, sweat pouring down his face. He wanted to call for reinforcements, but even if he managed to contact help now, by the time they arrived he would have become a floating corpse in space.
He felt unprecedented regret—how did he provoke such a starry sea lunatic like Silver Moon?
“I can’t die!”
Brom sprinted toward the rear of the Freighter where the shipborne fighters were parked. Many of his subordinates shared his thoughts, and he punched each one blocking his way, sending them flying.
But before he could run far, the Player-piloted Freighter rammed into his ship.
Boom!
A sharp explosion roared throughout the ship, the violent shaking making it hard for Brom to control his body. When he finally steadied himself, the ship was already uncontrollably erupting in chain explosions.
From front to back, from the cockpit to the engine room, from armor to specially made glass, the fiery blasts consumed everything. Many slave traders who had just been screaming were incinerated by the terrifying high temperatures without a single word.
Brom dodged desperately, relying on his A-rank strength to barely avoid the first round of explosions caused by the collision.
Mutual destruction, truly mutual destruction—who would play like this normally?
He desperately tried to contact Hei Fu again and again. After more than ten attempts, Hei Fu finally answered.
“Spare me! I’ll give you whatever you want!”
Hei Fu said nothing, watching Brom with interest as if watching a circus act.
Brom completely broke down and roared in anger, “If you’ve got the guts, come kill me yourself, you damn brat!”
Unexpectedly, Hei Fu suddenly stood up, putting her shoes back on.
“Since you want me to come kill you personally, then I will fulfill your wish.”
She was aiming to gain kill experience from the clicks.
Another Freighter rapidly approached the already disabled Falling Leaves Forest. At the moment of approach, Hei Fu jumped out of the emergency hatch onto Falling Leaves Forest. Brom was stunned when he saw the girl before him. Suddenly, a massive psionic burst flung him flying.
In terms of strength, Brom was between Mosen and Mosen wearing power armor. Not long ago, Bai Fu had instantly killed armored Mosen. Naturally, Hei Fu dispatching Brom was easy.
This was pure brutality!
Seeing Brom rolling on the ground from the psionic blast, the other surviving slave traders on the ship scrambled desperately, trying to stay as far from this terrifying woman as possible.
Finally, a lucky one found an intact shipborne fighter. He jumped in quickly and roared away.
“Fu-fu, should we shoot down that shipborne fighter?” Excavation‑Princess immediately asked.
Hei Fu pressed her foot on Brom’s face. “No need. Better let him spread the news here; that way, fewer clueless slave traders will come to bother me.”
Although slave traders could be caught and sold for money, dealing with them all day left no time for anything else.
Excavation‑Princess nodded and let the already locked shipborne fighter go.
The slave trader inside the fighter was still in shock. He furiously pressed the accelerator and hurriedly contacted other slave traders for help.
The shipborne fighter couldn’t fly far. Without anyone coming to rescue him with a Freighter, he would die sooner or later.
But things went completely against his expectations. After learning what had happened here, no matter how much he was willing to pay, no slave trader dared to accept the mission to rescue him.
“I think you want to kill me, right? Save you? Who dares to save you under the hands of that lunatic? Get lost!”
After being rejected more than a dozen times in a row, the slave trader inside the fighter fell into unprecedented despair. He stared at his hands for a full minute before finally raising his knife and slitting his own throat. Since he was going to die anyway, he preferred suicide over falling into the hands of that devilish woman.
...
One strike, one lost Freighter, a complete crushing of a group of slave traders in a direct bombardment battle in the starry sky.
This achievement caused Players both in the Star Sea and in the Community to cheer wildly. Unlike the Players, those slave traders active in the Chaotic Star Route and others who received the news began to feel their scalps tingle.
They immediately piloted Freighters to launch a raid. It had to be known that even ordinary S-rank Psionicists would be in serious trouble if they were ambushed like this unprepared.
Brom was called a ruthless man, but compared to that extremely ruthless woman, he didn’t even deserve to lick her shoes.
Within half a day, most of the evil organizations and villains active in the Chaotic Star Route had remembered Bai Fu’s nickname—
Silver Moon!
Various rumors ran rampant. The most direct change for Bai Fu was that she officially started gaining Reputation in the Sea Lion System, soaring all the way to 100 points.
“Do you think she’ll stay on Ulysses Star and not leave?”
“Probably not. The Ulysses people don’t have the money to hire her for long.”
Hehe, not only do I have no plans to leave, I’m even planning to take the initiative to stir things up in the Chaotic Star Route!
Whether selling those slave traders or investigating the Singularity Company targeting Ulysses people, she had to go to the Chaotic Star Route. So as soon as Hei Fu returned, Bai Fu began planning her next move. She wanted to maximize her benefits and boost her strength while her reputation as a ruthless person spread.
Her current strength was enough to survive quietly in the Sea Lion System, but if the Singularity Company sent an S-rank Psionicist, she would have to give up the Ulysses Star where she had already raised favorability and reputation very high.
Bai Fu did not want to be passive like that. She decided to take the initiative, find an opportunity, and stab Singularity Company in the butt hard first.
If she could get an advanced Freighter from Singularity Company, she could return to Origin Star and bring more Players over to work for her.
The current number of Players was a bit low, limiting her usage.