"With just our support... isn't that a little unrealistic?"
Although Red Dragon admired Nie Yun's ambition, he still offered a well-meaning reminder.
In the Shattered Star Region, the Pirate King existed only in legend. Even when one or two powerful pirates occasionally rose to prominence, the other pirates soon joined forces to suppress them.
Even outside powers would forcibly intervene at critical moments to prevent the pirate forces of the Shattered Star Region from growing too powerful and threatening everyone's interests.
Its complicated geography and history had practically turned this place into Wulf's "Middle East." Nie Yun becoming the Pirate King would hardly be any easier than Al-Qaeda unifying the Middle East.
"Who said you were the only ones supporting me?" Nie Yun smiled mysteriously.
Both men looked puzzled.
Who else... are you planning to screw over besides us?
Meanwhile, in another Star Sector.
"Ghost Captain? What do you want with me?" Madmen looked at Nie Yun's mechanical avatar before him, then glanced at the Ghost Pirate Gang's Ghost Fleet cruising alongside his own in the distance.
Why had this guy come all this way to see me instead of hurrying off with his spoils?
With such a tiny fleet, and coming aboard alone at that, wasn't he afraid I'd rob him blind?
Indeed, after helping Twin Stars retake the wormhole, Nie Yun had not rushed to rejoin his main force. Instead, he had used his superior speed to catch up from behind with Madmen's raiding fleet on its return journey.
Nie Yun looked around. The various defensive weapons concealed inside the metal bulkheads were already charged, clearly guarding against a sudden attack from him.
Nie Yun ignored them, however. He had not come to play assassin.
He turned toward Madmen, every scanning instrument on his body running a