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What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company?

I thought being laid off from my job was the greatest of my worries but I just had to wake up in a ship's cockpit after my space game crashed. Now I have no map, no friends and no money. But that's ok, I've started from the bottom before! With my starter ship I will scour through space as a Mercenary and maybe even start up a Mercenary Company while I'm at it! This ain't my first rodeo in space after all! Except... Apparently my crew members are weird? The guy who bumped into me yesterday was found sliced up and floating outside the space station. The girl who tried to honeytrap me was reported missing with only a finger found in an alley. And then that merchant who scammed me had his entire ship blasted into bits by unknown vessels the very next day. Some people say my crewmates were behind it but they must be mistaken, right? I only know one thing for sure... In space, no one can hear you scream... *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. Also, gene splicing and cybernetics exist in this story. What does that mean? MC is a futa for one and there's going to be other futas showing up as well. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c

Draekai · Ficção Científica
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380 Chs

We're Here For The Broadsword

"So! What specifications are you looking for, dear customer?" Felicia asked, her eyes practically shining.

I was prepared for this so I tapped on my Codex, bringing up the notes that I had written to send it over to her.

She opened the note I sent her and quickly glanced through my request.

I had already let everyone else add their own request to the note so that note contained everyone's expectation of the new ship.

Which, honestly, wasn't a lot anyway.

Amber pretty much only had one request which was to make sure the bed in the Captain's room is big enough to accommodate several people.

Lea, unsurprisingly, was only concerned about having space for her hydroponics garden and whether amenities could be arranged to make one of the rooms available to be converted to such a purpose. Partly because we don't think these people would be able to prepare a garden up to our standards and also because Lea wants to do it herself.