Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

"Brother, why aren't you saying anything? Is it because you talked too much in one go and now your mouth is dry?"

"Granbury, have you gotten too cocky since you haven't been to the training grounds in so long?"

Chu Ming looked at the levels he had gradually increased over this period, especially the huge words after "Fighting": S (lv91), and revealed a wicked and arrogant smile.

“That’s right, Gin, you can go to the training ground and wait for me now. Once I get to Tokyo, hmph, the three-year term is up, and it should be my turn to be the leader of the action team, right?” Chu Ming, with his foot propped up on the passenger seat, boasted arrogantly, “As the saying goes, the position of team leader rotates, and now it’s my turn. It’s time to turn the tables and take charge!”

Gin laughed in exasperation, his sinister and chilling killing intent seemingly transmitted through the phone: "Fine, Granburch, I'll be waiting."

"Dududu-"

"Hanging up the phone like that? That's not a good attitude~" Chu Ming happily shook his foot.

Vodka slammed on the brakes. He had been listening to the two of them talk about serious business, and he was even marveling at how much the BOSS and his older brother really valued Granbury, this little madman.

But what did he hear right after he finished his remark?

Granburg seemed to have forgotten his previous experiences of being beaten to the ground and started to challenge his older brother!

Looking at Granbury, who had hung up the phone with an arrogant expression, and recalling his own experience of being caught in the crossfire, Vodka felt like crying.

Will my brother arrange for someone to plant a bomb on the road and kill this bastard?

What about him? He's innocent!

Chapter 210 Let Granburch take over my position.

Vodka here is questioning his existence, while on the other side of the base...

On the screen at the head of the conference room, the silhouette of a raven, symbolizing the BOSS, was brightly lit, while Vermouth, Gin, and even Rum himself had come to the base and were sitting opposite Gin.

After hearing Chu Ming's boastful words on the phone with Gin, Rum couldn't help but burst into silent laughter.

Gin hung up the phone, his entire body radiating murderous intent.

"Has Granburch's fighting improved a lot lately?" The BOSS's voice rang out with a smile, and even the black raven silhouette on the screen trembled slightly.

"I'll go try it when he gets back." Gin grinned, revealing a sinister smile.

After thinking for a moment, the BOSS suggested, "Go to Training Ground 6. The cameras there are the best—and the venue is perfect for you to perform well."

Rum coughed lightly: "Boss, can't Granbury really be assigned to our intelligence group? Gin is young and strong, why is he already training a successor? I'm an old man, and I don't even have an heir yet. Besides, look at Granbury, hasn't he been driven crazy by Gin? Why not let him come to my intelligence group—"

In an effort to win over the next generation he favored, Rum abandoned all pretense of decency, relying on his older appearance than Gin to try and get the boss to assign him Granbury.

"Heh." Gin looked at him sarcastically. "You should get your intelligence team sorted out first. Weren't you looking for an undercover agent last time? Did you find one?"

Rum touched his prosthetic eye: "Of course, I've already had Curaçao deal with him. He was planted by the Russian FSB. Gin, Granbury is definitely a good prospect for intelligence work. You give him to me. Ireland is coming back; how about you train him? He's Pisco's adopted son and grew up in the organization. His loyalty goes without saying, and his fighting skills are quite good too—"

"You wish! Why don't you train Camus? He's in charge of intelligence work in England; you could let him take over."

……

……

As they argued, they suddenly looked at Karasuma Renya at the same time.

Karasuma Renya was enjoying watching the two faction leaders he valued engage in a heated debate over Granburg when he noticed that both of their gazes were fixed on him, causing him to pause for a moment.

Why are you looking at me? You guys keep arguing, I'll just watch the show.

"Then why not have him take my place?" Karasuma Renya dropped this bombshell, staring blankly at his two most capable assistants for a few seconds.

Originally intended to scare the two, Karasuma Renya found it increasingly reasonable after thinking about it. Indeed, Chu Ming was quite capable and had a good overall perspective. Both the current leaders of the action team and the intelligence team affirmed his abilities, and the current head of the experimental team, Potter, allowed him to freely access drugs. Wasn't he the perfect successor?

His health has been deteriorating lately, and the current experimental results are barely keeping him alive. If he wants to continue until the experiment succeeds, he absolutely cannot expend any more energy. If there is a successor…

Karasuma Renya's eyes gleamed with interest. He wanted to observe Chu Ming further and refine him. Given Chu Ming's current personality, keeping him by his side would shorten his lifespan by a hundred years.

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On the mountain road, Chu Ming and Vodka looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Why are you parked here? Is your car out of gas? Broke down? Had a flat tire?"

Shouldn't this be the treatment the main characters get? Is he going to encounter this too? Is it really because he's been spending too much time with Conan?

Vodka shook his head and asked cautiously, "Did something happen to you today? Why don't you call your brother and apologize...?"

Chu Ming scoffed, then suddenly remembered something: "Vodka, Gin is about to lose his position as head of the action team. Do you want to come work for me?"

Putting everything else aside, Vodka's driving skills are definitely better than Bourbon's!

Look at that Bourbon, he drives like he's racing, going wherever the road is uneven or narrow! If he weren't physically fit, he would have been shaken to death in the car.

And look at the vodka, that technique is top-notch. It's like it's not even on, you can't feel any bumps at all. With this level of awareness, bourbon still has a lot to learn.

If Vodka were his driver, he could leave all the tasks to Gin and Bourbon... That would be perfect.

Vodka's hand trembled, as if he had Parkinson's: "You—"

Seeing Vodka's reluctant expression and eyes that seemed to say, "Oh no, Granbury's had another episode," Chu Ming pursed his lips, then suddenly smiled and brought his face close to Vodka's.

Chu Ming suddenly leaned closer, his smile sinister and terrifying. Against the dark backdrop of the night, Chu Ming's smile nearly made Vodka's heart stop.

"You, you, I..."

"Vodka, look outside, it's sparsely populated and deserted. If you don't drive soon, you might as well go down the mountain and play with the mountain nymph—"

Startled by Chu Ming's threat, Vodka stepped on the gas and immediately drove towards Tokyo.

Looking at his S-rank fighting skills, Chu Ming was all smiles.

He remembered seeing on a forum in his previous life that Makoto Kyogoku was only an S-rank fighter, which meant that he was now the same as Makoto Kyogoku.

With combat power at its peak, why would he be afraid of Gin?

Chu Ming had already planned it out. When he stood in front of Gin, he would first kick down a pillar in the training field, lift it up, and dance around to entertain Gin.

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Chapter 211 He is still a child

With an air of nonchalance, Chu Ming swaggered into the base. He had taken a nap in the car and was now fully refreshed.

Whether it was Vodka secretly reporting to Gin or not, Chu Ming received a text message from Gin on his phone as soon as he entered the base gate.

Training Ground No. 6.

Chu Ming casually put his phone in his pocket and walked inside.

Granbury is determined to get the team leader position today!

Upon arriving at the training ground, Chu Ming looked at the group of people around him.

Vermouth, Rum, and even the camera on the wall that followed him from the moment he entered, all indicate that the BOSS was also watching.

Sigh, he's just competing for the position of action group leader, why are so many people watching? This is so embarrassing.

Gin had changed into a tight-fitting outfit, his posture was upright, his long silver hair was tied behind his back, revealing cold and arrogant eyes, and his murderous aura pressed down on Chu Ming as if it were free.

Is this...so formal?

Chu Ming mustered his courage and walked up to Gin with a cold smile.

— Beside the pillar.

He gathered his strength in his dantian and kicked the pillar in front of him hard.

"——Ouch!"

Knock! That's not how the script was written!

Chu Ming stood on one leg, his foot curled up in pain from kicking the pillar. Something's wrong here. Why can't I kick the pillar?

Isn't he Kyogoku Shin II?

Kyogoku Makoto smashed a pillar with one punch, but he couldn't break it with one kick?

A sense of unease crept into Chu Ming's heart. He finally realized that the system's rating criteria were very likely, and quite likely, different from those of his previous life...

Isn't that the end of it? He's already made that boast...

Gin watched as Chu Ming stormed in—and kicked a pillar.

Has he really lost his mind?

The onlookers frowned, and Vermouth's eyes showed a hint of worry: "Sweetheart, what's wrong? Do you want to warm up first? Then don't kick that pillar. For the safety of the base, it's solid and filled with custom-made carbon sulfide blocks."

"..." Chu Ming stared at the pillar in disbelief. Why was the BOSS so afraid of death?

Knocking on it... how is he supposed to explain this? He can't exactly say he wanted to kick a pillar to warm up, can he...?

After easing the pain in his foot, Chu Ming pursed his lips and walked up to Gin, appearing calm as a rock, but actually panicking like crazy.

I was planning to do a little dance while holding up a pillar to liven things up, but now it's probably going to turn into Gin holding himself up to mop the floor for fun—

Chu Ming's eyes flashed with a sharp light. No matter what, it was better to strike first!

Before anyone could react, Chu Ming launched a direct attack on Gin's lower body. Caught off guard, Gin hastily blocked the attack and discovered that Chu Ming's strength had increased significantly since their last sparring match.

It can be said that it has increased exponentially.

Is he taking hormones? How can he improve so quickly?

Gin's eyes sharpened as he realized that Chu Ming wasn't just making empty boasts. He no longer held back and engaged Chu Ming in a fierce exchange of blows on the training field. In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged nearly a hundred moves.

Chu Ming became more and more excited as he fought. Although he had been kicked a few times by Gin, he had also punched Gin in return.