Otaku Translation: Carrying the Bases of Starcraft C77

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Today would surely be his last day alive. Reflecting on how things had spiraled out of control, Francis couldn’t help but lay all the blame at Wei Dongfang’s feet. After all, hadn’t Wei assured him back then that this guy—Tang Yan—was just a nobody? A disposable pawn with no connections, no backing, someone whose death wouldn’t even ripple the surface of the water?

How wrong he had been. This man commanded an unimaginable power—a force so terrifying it made one’s blood run cold. Could such a person truly be ordinary? If he were, why would the Wei family go to such lengths to eliminate him?

It was all Wei Dongfang’s scheme—a classic case of using someone else’s blade to do the dirty work. If Tang Yan had been just another human, fine. But this? This was no man—he was a demon, a king of slaughter straight out of hell.

In that moment, Francis convinced himself that Wei Dongfang bore full responsibility for his predicament. One was the instigator, the other the executioner. Either way, whether Tang Fang or Francis died, he’d cheer from the pits of hell. Family? Screw family. It was because he trusted Wei Dongfang that he ended up in this mess.

“The Wei family… always the Wei family…” Tang Fang exhaled sharply, his face as cold as a frozen lake in winter. He had only recently dealt with Wei Haitao, and now Wei Dongfang surfaced. Was it some kind of cursed nest of rats? Kill one, and another pops up. What grudge did the Wei family hold against him—or rather, Tang Yan? Was it vengeance for a murdered father? A stolen wife? Was their vendetta really worth going to such extremes?

Sometimes, Tang Fang wondered if the other half of himself (Tang Yan) had somehow cuckolded old man Wei Hongguang, driving him to seek revenge even beyond death. But alas, after combing through every memory Tang Yan possessed, he found no trace of such a scandalous moment.

What was really going on here?

“Did Wei Dongfang ever tell you why he wanted me dead?”

Francis shook his head. In the past, he hadn’t cared to know. Now, curiosity gnawed at him—but it was too late.

Tang Fang frowned and stood up.

“I’ve told you everything I know. Now shoot me.”

“Are you really in such a hurry to die?”

Francis nodded. “A defeated general has no right to live. I seek a swift end.”

“Oh?” Tang Fang smiled faintly. “Colonel, let me clarify something—I detest people playing the hero in front of me. So relax, there’s no rush. I’ll send you off after I clear the ruins’ database.”

“Clear the ruins’ database? What nonsense is he spouting?” Francis’s eyes widened. As far as Epsilon text decryption went, unless one accessed classified data within the core, triggering a self-destruct protocol, it was impossible for humans to manually erase the database.

Tang Fang offered no explanation. Instead, he walked over to the three towering pillars and looked up.

The energy crystal at the center served as the hub of the control system, akin to a computer’s operating platform. Surrounding it were six floating rune spheres containing geological data of Planet Namie, Element Zero refining processes, operational logs of various facilities, and more.

The hall they stood in wasn’t the building’s ground floor but rather resembled a circular platform on the second level of a large mall, with a circular void twenty meters wide at its center. Three massive columns, each over a hundred meters tall and wide enough for five men to encircle, rose from below and converged high above.

Tang Fang glanced down into the void. At the base of the three columns lay a square platform with an elevator leading to the underground refinery. Clearly, Francis and his team had rushed to complete their decryption work before Sulru Empire forces discovered the Epsilon ruins, avoiding deeper exploration underground.

Similar to the underground refinery control room, the main control console here was also a psionic flame suspended in midair.

Tang Fang approached the edge of the circular hall and tapped a touch panel several times. A crystalline staircase materialized, leading directly to the psionic flame.

From afar, Francis swallowed hard, his eyes wide with horror. “What… what is he doing? Is he trying to get himself killed?”

Such psionic flames existed in most Epsilon ruins. Everyone knew they controlled the operation of the ruins, yet no one dared approach them lightly—except those seeking death.

Countless incidents proved these flames were highly exclusive. Their shimmering filaments rejected all foreign species. If a human foolishly approached, at best they’d lose their fingers; at worst, they’d be torn apart by the filaments.

Moreover, the nature of psionic flames was highly unstable. Detecting non-Epsilon intrusion triggered a self-destruct sequence, releasing catastrophic energy equivalent to a small thermonuclear explosion. This was precisely why humanity had never dared attempt seizing control of the ruins, opting instead to tinker around the edges.

“Is he tired of living?” Francis shook his head vigorously. “No… then what does he intend to do?”

The answer came swiftly. As Tang Fang plunged his hands into the glowing curtain, the filaments—normally as savage as wild beasts—became docile, curling gently around his hands like obedient kittens.

“What in the world is happening? Is he even human?” Francis felt his mind struggling to process the scene unfolding before him. His mental “CPU” was utterly overwhelmed.

While Francis stared in shock, Tang Fang’s expression mirrored his astonishment. Though the psionic flame appeared identical to the one in the refinery control room, it harbored a monumental difference.

“Psionic fluctuation detected. Initiating diagnostic program…”

“Diagnostics complete. Confirmed compatibility: Protoss.”

“Analyzing frequency…”

“Fluctuation level C. Warp tree unlocked. Technology level 1. Building unlocked: Cybernetics Core.”

The sudden windfall left Tang Fang momentarily stunned. Unlocking the Cybernetics Core meant two new Protoss units were added to his arsenal: the Stalker and the Sentry.

The Stalker was a combat mech developed by the Dark Templar, capable of both air and ground attacks. Equipped with a small particle disruptor cannon, it could research the Blink ability (teleportation) at the Twilight Council. In StarCraft II, it was among the top-tier strategic units.

The Sentry, on the other hand, was a versatile drone armed with a force field generator and holographic projector. While its offensive capabilities might be lacking, its overall utility rivaled that of the Stalker. Besides integrated air-ground combat, it boasted three skills: Force Field, Guardian Shield, and Hallucination—all available without additional upgrades.

Force Field allowed the Sentry to deploy an invisible energy barrier in a target area, halting enemy ground units in their tracks. It was a godsend for terrain-based tactics, perfect for blocking reinforcements, sealing escape routes, or holding chokepoints. With multiple Sentries, Tang Fang could create overlapping fields, cutting off and isolating enemy forces to pick them off piecemeal.

Guardian Shield generated an energy barrier around the Sentry, reducing kinetic damage from projectiles, radiation from directed-energy weapons, and mitigating explosive impacts. This significantly boosted allied defenses.

As for Hallucination, the Sentry could create illusions to confuse or scout enemies. Imagine conjuring a 300-meter-tall Protoss Colossus or a fleet of Void Rays—not even attacking, just scaring foes witless. Or deploying a Phoenix fighter to zip around an enemy base, revealing troop compositions and defensive layouts instantly.

With sufficient energy, Sentries could even summon entire illusionary armies. Whether deployed as decoys to absorb enemy fire or used to stage feints and distractions, they provided endless tactical possibilities.

Among Tang Fang’s current units, the Queen served as a healing support unit, while the Sentry became his true offensive assistant. Paired with Overseers for reconnaissance, Stalkers for mobility, Zerglings, Zealots, Roaches, and Terran forces as frontline attackers, a flexible, multi-dimensional army was taking shape.

Without exaggeration, unlocking the Cybernetics Core marked the acquisition of genuine technological units, granting Tang Fang the means to challenge the Empire’s vast armored divisions.

“Jackpot! Jackpot!” Joy radiated across Tang Fang’s face, accentuated by the flowing Epsilon runes on his forehead. From a distance, the sight was eerie.

“He… climaxed?” Housen muttered under his breath, swallowing nervously.

Arroz shot him a glance. “Classic sour grapes jealousy.”

“Screw you. Mind your own business.”

While Arroz and Housen bickered, Francis gawked at the figure beside the psionic flame. Fear and surprise were absent from his eyes; only blank bewilderment remained. “Oh, almighty Lord… what am I seeing? An alien? Or an Epsilon wearing human skin?”

At that moment, he silently thanked Tang Fang for not shooting him dead. Witnessing this spectacle alone would give him bragging rights when meeting Hu Qing, Edward, Satan, or even Jehovah.

Of course, Colonel Francis had no idea that Edward had played him for a fool.

…..

In the StarCraft II system space, within the Protoss base:

Under Tang Fang’s command, a Probe drifted near a Pylon. Lightning flashed, and a dark, swirling wormhole formed, expanding until it twisted into a Protoss structure—the Cybernetics Core.

The previously grayed-out icons for Stalker and Sentry lit up, ready for deployment.

Switching the cursor to the Cybernetics Core interface revealed three upgrade options: Protoss Air Weapons, Protoss Air Armor, and Warp Gate. Resource costs followed the familiar game values multiplied by ten: 1,000 minerals/1,000 gas for Air Weapons, 1,500 minerals/1,500 gas for Air Armor, and 500 minerals/500 gas for Warp Gate.

The first two upgrades were straightforward. Warp Gate, however, was a game-changer. Once researched, Gateways could switch to Warp mode, allowing troops to teleport directly onto any map location covered by a Pylon’s aura. Its strategic versatility was undeniable—a must-have ability.

Previously, on Planet Five, Tang Fang had ordered Zerg Drones to construct Extractors on severed Centipede intestines. Other structures like Hatcheries and Spawning Pools remained inaccessible. Similarly, attempts to build Terran Supply Depots on Namie failed.

This raised a question: why could Extractors be built in real space but not others? Was there a missing trigger or additional unlock mechanism?

For now, Tang Fang couldn’t build structures in real space, though he suspected solutions awaited discovery. For instance, Warp Gates required Pylons, which he currently couldn’t construct. However, the future held promise. Protoss Warp Prisms weren’t just troop carriers—they could transform into mobile Pylons, enabling flanking maneuvers and rear harassment.

Rather than “multi-tasking,” Tang Fang preferred the term “splitting heads.”

According to the game’s tech tree, unlocking the Cybernetics Core should have enabled the Nexus’s Mothership Core. Yet, when Tang Fang checked, the option remained grayed out.

Upon reflection, this made sense. The Mothership, the Protoss’s ultimate war machine, likely dwarfed its in-game counterpart in reality. Through the unlocking and production of units like Queens, Roaches, and Zealots, Tang Fang realized that while the system adhered to StarCraft II mechanics, real-world applications adjusted abilities for practicality rather than balance.

Take the Mothership, for example—a colossal behemoth whose exact size was unknown. Given Protoss technology, its destructive potential was unquestionable. Even the Mothership Core, its prototype, probably exceeded typical game units. Perhaps even aircraft carriers paled in comparison.

Unlocking such a powerhouse via a single-tier tech building like the Cybernetics Core seemed unrealistic.

Tang Fang’s smile faded as he checked his resources: 2,385 minerals, 6,150 gas.

Researching the Stalker’s Blink ability would leave him strapped. Better to delay until after clearing the ruins’ database and gathering resources from the underground refinery. There, over 300,000 minerals and 400,000 gas awaited—enough Marines to form an entire division. With such wealth, the possibilities were endless.

With a plan in mind, he refocused on reality. Runes flowed along his arms and forehead as deletion commands erased data from the floating crystal spheres. Their glowing Epsilon inscriptions dimmed and vanished.

Arroz lit a cigarette, savoring its aroma. Just as he relaxed, a sudden disturbance sent chills down his spine.

Ahead, a Marauder raised his K-12 Punisher grenade launcher and fired a Judicator round toward Tang Fang at the top of the stairs.

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