I Got a Monster Spaceship from the Tutorial Tower - Chapter 7

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Episode 7
Episode 7
「Tutorial Tower, Floor 4.
S+ Rank Clear.」
Two floors cleared in two consecutive days—Floor 3 followed by Floor 4.
— Squawk!!! I’m terrified, aaahhh!!
‘I’m terrified of you too…….’
On the fourth floor, eight Unmanned Aircraft were equipped with gravity fields and attack missiles, but they proved no match for Markross.
She seemed frustrated on Floor 3 that there hadn’t been enough targets to shoot down.
Markross pressed forward with similar efficiency on Floor 4, pushing to the brink of Clear in roughly the same time.
Boom!
Of course, Yeon-woo had personally fired the main cannon to finish off the last one.
Yeon-woo exhaled a shallow sigh as the Clear message appeared.
“Thank goodness there were no complications this time.”
“It’s all thanks to the captain’s keen command.”
“I’m not sure that’s quite right…….”
Smooth. Everything was proceeding far more smoothly than Yeon-woo’s initial projections.
In fact, everything was going far too well.
When the video first went up, he’d worried his identity would be exposed immediately.
But his name and nationality remained unrevealed, and showing only the exterior of the space battleship had eased those concerns considerably.
Meanwhile, the money flowing in—a baseline of a billion won per video—had filled both his bank account and his heart to contentment.
‘At this rate, I could easily support my parents comfortably.’
With such substantial sums pouring in, the thought arose naturally.
But the timing wasn’t right yet.
Though the broadcast fees from Earth’s Heroes couldn’t be traced, if Yeon-woo started spending money lavishly, his trail would inevitably be found.
No matter how lucrative a pilot’s income was, the early stages were always tight.
A little more patience, and the moment would surely arrive.
And today, he needed to process the rewards accumulated over the past two days.
“So that’s two Directional Points and two Summonings, right?”
“Yes, Captain!”
Wurelka responded energetically, as if he’d been waiting for this.
After clearing Floor 3, he’d deliberately held back on the rewards.
Since only one of a pilot or fighter craft could appear—and he wouldn’t be able to use both—he’d saved them to use all at once.
“Markross, head straight for the Summoning Chamber once you return.”
— Squawk! Summoning chaaamber! I’m so scared, aaahhh!!!
He left it at that.
Yeon-woo headed toward the Summoning Chamber ahead of time with Wurelka.
As always, the vast, echoing space never failed to lift his spirits.
‘When was the last time I had this much space all to myself?’
Maybe he’d move here if his one-room apartment ever got too cramped.
“Wurelka, is it possible to get furniture and such from the Summoning pool?”
“Yes, it is possible. Though the probability would be quite low.”
“……Hmm.”
He found it peculiar to hear that it actually did happen.
‘So it’s not a total bust?’
When the Super Carrier transformation produced items beyond just crew and fighters, he’d thought it included other goods—but furniture, really?
Compared to fighters and crew, the returns seemed remarkably inefficient.
And there would be far more types of furniture.
Wurelka nodded.
“Hmm…….”
Suddenly, Summoning felt rather daunting.
What if, after clearing an entire floor, the result was something like, “Behold, a premium space chair”?
The very thought made his heart ache.
“Ngh……Flight, I’m so scared…….”
Just then, Markross shuffled in looking sickly pale, as she always did.
Yeon-woo spoke reflexively.
“You, who can’t control your flight, have every reason to be scared.”
“Ah, truly you are remarkable, Captain.”
As if he’d hit the mark precisely, Markross perked up, raising one of her wing feathers in what might have been a thumbs-up gesture.
In human terms, that would be the gesture.
“Then let’s start with the Directional Points.”
Yeon-woo immediately pulled up his Directional status window.
Manipulating through the Master Ball was fine enough, but the status window remained the most intuitive tool.
Last time he’d had only one option—Algorithm Enhancement—but now there were two choices.
「Control Enhancement.
Effect: Allows video communication with the pilots of deployed carrier aircraft.
Required Points: 1」
“Hmm.”
Was it necessary?
Yeon-woo glanced back at Markross.
The squawking cries he’d heard from the bridge just moments ago still rang in his ears.
So he’d be able to see that as well?
It didn’t seem like it would be particularly useful to him.
At least, not while Markross was his only pilot.
What about the other option?
「Command Enhancement.
Effect: Strengthens control over crew members.
Required Points: 1」
Neither option seemed especially appealing.
‘They listen well enough as it is, and there’s no real need to strengthen control over them, is there?’
Yeon-woo studied Wurelka and Markross in turn.
Wurelka was a goblin, yes, but over these past few days working together, a certain trust had built between them.
As for Markross…
“Why are you looking at me like that, Captain?”
“It’s nothing.”
He wondered what difference strengthening command would actually make.
For all her gentle nature, she was a harpy—unpredictable, liable to veer off in any direction.
‘But the points have accumulated, so I might as well spend them.’
「Applying Control Enhancement to Directional Skill Path.」
He invested in Control Enhancement first.
Then, studying Command Enhancement for a moment, he called to Markross.
“Markross.”
“Yes?”
“Flying still frightens you?”
“Of course! Every time I climb into a fighter, my hands and feet start trembling. Just thinking about it now makes my heart race like mad.”
‘That’s less fear and more…’
Wasn’t she just thrilled beyond measure?
With that thought, he began to understand the screams she let loose during combat.
It wasn’t quite aerophobia—it was more like flight intoxication.
She just didn’t realize it herself.
The way she staggered back with a pale, drained face was simply the result of exhausting herself through pure excitement.
‘But if I invest in Command Enhancement…’
「Applying Command Enhancement to Directional Skill Path.」
After confirming the points had been properly allocated, Yeon-woo asked Markross again.
“Flying still scares you?”
“Huh? Why are you asking the same thing again… wait, um…”
This time, though, Markross tilted her head with a puzzled expression.
“That’s strange. I should be scared, but why…”
Apparently confused by the change herself, she placed a hand on her chest where her wings were and took a few tentative steps.
“Good.”
“No, no, Captain! I’m not saying I’m not scared anymore. It’s just that before, whenever I thought about flying, I’d shake uncontrollably, and—”
“And now?”
“Now, when I think about it, it feels much better.”
That was something, at least.
She no longer needed to spend the entire day before a sortie mentally preparing herself.
If Markross—who even now tore through unmanned aircraft while trembling—gained composure on top of that…
‘Irritatingly growth-oriented, this one.’
Yeon-woo exhaled softly and turned to look at Wurelka.
Wurelka stood at an even more rigid attention than before, speaking with newfound dignity.
“Once again, your excellent judgment shines through, Captain!”
No.
‘There were no other options.’
Well, since he was taking it well, it worked out favorably for Yeon-woo too.
The next Directional Points Tech Tree branched into four paths.
‘Even pushing hard through the tower, this is going to be rough.’
If the branches diversified like this, eventually there would come a time when he’d have to make choices and prioritize.
That was the whole point of the Tech Tree in the first place.
Since he didn’t have any points yet, he’d put it off for now.
“Let’s try a Summoning, shall we.”
“Excellent, sir!”
「Random Summoning initiated.」
In the end, Summoning was the answer.
Whatever came out would be a gain, but Yeon-woo still hoped for a fighter jet or pilot if possible.
When you had a Super Carrier, wasn’t it a bit bare with just a single Thunder Hound?
Zing!
And as if answering Yeon-woo’s hopes, a massive portal tore open.
Not drab gray this time—a bronze hue.
“What Rank is that, Wurelka?”
“Rank C, sir. A sufficiently excellent result.”
Rank C.
Not bad at all.
The portal’s size was also perfectly suitable for a fighter jet to emerge.
Even if Markross was still the only pilot for now, acquiring better aircraft would serve its purpose.
“Securing aircraft quantities early on is crucial.”
“Quite right, Captain.”
This wasn’t the time to be picky about what you got.
And Markross sighed heavily before speaking.
“Sigh, paper airplanes multiplying are still just paper airplanes, you know.”
“If you’re going to complain, get out.”
“I-I’m sorry…….”
Yeon-woo, Wurelka, and Markross all fixed their gaze on the portal with eager anticipation.
Thud.
“?”
“??”
A thud?
Why would a fighter jet make that sound?
Soon, what emerged from the portal was less a fighter jet and more…….
No, it certainly wasn’t a fighter jet.
A colossal giant that dwarfed even Markross, who was already half a head taller than Yeon-woo.
An enormous body nearly three meters tall ambled slowly from the portal.
Limbs thick as pillars.
A broad torso that recalled the expanse of a wall.
Ashen skin and eyes the size of tennis balls—a sickly green.
Finally, a gaping mouth that huffed and wheezed, between whose jaws gleamed teeth like daggers.
“A-a Troll!”
Yeon-woo gasped in horror.
It was fine to be filling out the crew one by one, but this was ridiculous!
At this point, even a goblin as second-in-command would’ve seemed divine.
A harpy, and now a Troll?
That was a formidable monster you’d barely encounter until the 40th-odd floor.
And pilots crushed to death by trolls were beyond counting.
Once the Troll fully emerged, it looked upon Yeon-woo, Wurelka, and Markross standing before it.
Skreee.
Then slowly, it curled its lips upward.
Whether it was a sign of goodwill or the smile of a predator that had found something tasty remained unclear.
“Pleasure to meet you. I’m Gudru, your Troll pilot.”
“……Ha-haha.”
Yeon-woo managed an awkward smile.
The Troll could even speak.
The world really had become something, hadn’t it.
He can even pilot fighter jets, apparently.
Well, that’s something he’s always been able to do.
With the harpies, at least their builds were close enough to human that I adapted without too much trouble.
But could I really adapt to a troll?
Whether Gudru sensed Yeon-woo’s unease or simply decided to interject, he spoke up from beside him.
“Trolls are renowned as a gentlemanly race, sir. I suspect your mild temperament will suit us well. As for the casual speech… it’s simply a characteristic of the troll language. I hope you’ll forgive us.”
“Well, I’m sure we’ll get along fine enough…….”
Sure, we’ll get along swimmingly.
In all my years, I’ve heard every tale under the sun—and now I’m hearing that trolls are a gentlemanly race.
Yet the troll who introduced himself as Gudru extended a single finger with impeccable courtesy.
“Troll greets. Captain, good.”
“When trolls meet a race weaker than themselves, they offer their hand in this manner. Simply grip their finger gently, if you would.”
A true gentleman?
Yeon-woo hesitantly grasped the troll’s finger.
Good heavens—the skin felt like touching elephant hide.
Gudru beamed even wider after the handshake.
He looked like a human watching a cute puppy.
……Regrettably, Yeon-woo was not nearly as delighted.
Still, Gudru seemed to harbor no intention of attacking him either.
Intellectually, he knew this; yet such a visual still didn’t sit right with him.
Yeon-woo asked cautiously.
“So, you’re a pilot?”
“That’s correct.”
“You’re not afraid of flying, by any chance?”
“Captain, that’s a rather pointed remark…….”
Markross interjected from beside him, but there was no help for it.
It had become something of a ritual one had to endure to board Yeon-woo’s space battleship.
Gudru tilted his head at the question.
“Not afraid. Pilot not afraid of flying, must not.”
“This troll really is a gentleman!”
Only then did Yeon-woo break into a genuine smile.
A pilot who feared nothing about flying—it was almost touching.
Yeon-woo took the opportunity to check Gudru’s status window as well.
「Gudru
Rank: C
Species: Troll
Classification: Pilot」
‘Hmm, Rank C is quite respectable.’
His specs were enough to earn an automatic nod of approval.
“I’m Rank A, Captain.”
“Right.”
“…….”
Markross realized in an instant that she’d become yesterday’s news, and took a subtle shot at Gudru.
“The Thunder Hound is my fighter jet, so don’t touch it.”
Since when was it more than just a paper airplane?
“Even if higher-ranked fighters come along later, I’m first in line. Remember that? I’m Rank A, a harpy, and your senior officer.”
“Now, now, we can’t have any territorial disputes, Pilot Markross. We operate on pure meritocracy here.”
He’d spoken in a stern tone, but Markross fired back in a groveling voice.
“Which is exactly why my abilities are superior…….”
Then go cure your fear of flying first before you come back to talk to me.
Of course, even so, the matching of pilots to fighters would ultimately be determined by weighing both temperament and capability together.
“Anyway, I’m counting on you, Gudru. I’m Yeon Woo.”
“Captain good person. Will not eat.”
“…….”
That last remark sounded vaguely wrong.
Yeon-woo chose to ignore Gudru’s parting words
「Beginning random Summoning.」
Zing!
He used his final remaining Summoning opportunity.

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