Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Brother, come back soon! If you don't return to China soon, Granbury will ruin your image!

“Yes, yes, it’s very artistic. You’re truly amazing, Granburg. But my brother will be back soon. For the next mission, why don’t you change your disguise…” Vodka tried to persuade Chu Ming in a tactful way.

Unexpectedly, Chu Ming readily agreed: "Sure, no problem."

Before he could even feel happy, he heard Chu Ming's devilish whisper: "Do you prefer rye or rum? Or how about lafitte? Bourbon? Vermouth is fine too. I'm in a good mood today, I'll grant your wish."

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Vodka listened to the five options Chu Ming presented and quietly took a step back: "Actually, I think you look pretty good..."

"Don't even think about it, I'm someone you can't have." Chu Ming made the decision for him without his consent. "Here's what we'll do: I haven't tried dressing up as a woman with Rye's face yet~ How about I dress up as your girlfriend and do the last mission? It's perfect for taking down an FBI outpost."

Vodka looked at Chu Ming in almost horror: "Um, I... I think I don't need a girlfriend..."

Chu Ming waved his hand: "I already said it was an act, stop talking nonsense, go get the car, I'll clean up the scene."

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Vodka drove by, watching Chu Ming fuss over his face with various materials through the rearview mirror.

As the face gradually took shape, Vodka had a lot of complaints he didn't know how to express.

With eyes that take up half of her face, a pointed chin, and a sharp nose, she looks like someone who has had a botched plastic surgery.

Inspired by this image.

"This is—Rye's, uh, cross-dressing?" Vodka asked with difficulty, looking away as if he couldn't bear to look at it any longer; he felt that looking at it even once was torture.

Chu Ming glanced at his snake demon disguise in the reflection of his phone screen, made a delicate gesture with his fingers, and winked at Vodka with his large eyes: "Sanlang~ do I look good~"

"..."

Vodka gripped the steering wheel tighter, staring straight ahead, and uttered two words with difficulty: "Beautiful."

Chu Ming narrowed his eyes: "From now on, call me Moroboshi Hideko, Saburo~"

“Shu, Shuko?” Vodka thought of the article he had seen on the dark web. “It’s, it’s you… no, it’s not you.”

Upon hearing Chu Ming mention the content of the novel about the dark web, Vodka instinctively felt that the novel was written by Chu Ming, because his tendency to stir up trouble was similar to that of the author.

But then Vodka thought again, no, it couldn't be Granbury. After all, when this author started writing on the dark web, Granbury didn't have a codename yet; he was just an ordinary peripheral member. There was a lot of information that he couldn't possibly know.

Chu Ming feigned innocence: "What, isn't this name quite nice?"

"..." Vodka touched his now-ceaseless conscience and nodded sorrowfully, "Yes, that's right."

"Stop dwelling on the name, it's time to stop. It's the shop up ahead. If you leave your car here, it'll be too obvious if you drive over there."

"Are you really not going to change your face? With this face, you'll get a lot of stares when you get out of the car..." Vodka struggled in desperation, "Big Brother reminded us to keep a low profile."

Granburger wasn't afraid of losing face while wearing a disguise, but Vodka was concerned about his reputation. He was using his own face, and although he was wearing sunglasses, it wouldn't stop people from looking at him strangely. If someone secretly took a picture of him, his lifelong reputation would be ruined!

Seeing Vodka clinging tightly to the car door and refusing to get out, Chu Ming had no choice but to erase Vodka's carefully crafted face and replace it with Rye's. "You're so boring. You think you're low-key just because you went to kill someone? Let's go, let's go..."

Chapter 334 What’s going on?

"Wait—" Vodka paused, unable to stop Chu Ming from getting out of the car, and desperately clung to the car door, muttering, "But you're still wearing a skirt..."

Chu Ming turned to look at the troublesome Vodka, his face full of displeasure: "Why are you whining so much while doing a mission? Are you this troublesome when you do missions with your older brother?"

But my older brother would never be like you!!!

Vodka, unable to struggle, resorted to a desperate measure, pointing to his own face: "Can I have a face too? Just an ordinary one..."

Chu Ming's eyes lit up. He reached out and pulled off the body that he almost never left, then patted it on his face: "Alright, let's go."

Vodka didn't even have time to see what Chu Ming had turned him into before he was dragged away.

Chu Ming glanced at the map and pointed to the solitary outdoor equipment store tucked away in a secluded street: "That's it. I checked. This afternoon is the day those FBI agents are exchanging intelligence. There are no unrelated people around. So when we go in, we'll be a ruthless duo of robbers, smashing, looting, burning, killing, and setting fires, leaving the FBI with ruins, and then we'll escape before the police arrive! Got it?"

After saying that, Chu Ming excitedly prepared to draw his pistol and take action, but Vodka grabbed him: "No, no, we can't! Big Brother's car is still parked here. What if the car is discovered when we're being chased by the police? Big Brother will kill us when he gets back!!!"

"Why are you so troublesome!" Always getting interrupted in the middle of things, Chu Ming gritted his teeth in annoyance. "Then just steal a car when we run. Big Brother's car won't be stolen if we just leave it on the side of the road. Let's go, hurry up!"

Vodka was clearly still worried about his older brother's car, but after being swept over by Chu Ming's sinister gaze, he timidly followed.

"I'll go first, you cover the rear."

Unable to contain his excitement, Chu Ming kicked the door open and shouted, "FBI, open the door!"

The people inside who were talking stood up warily and looked towards the door, trying to see who this person who had stolen their lines was.

“A-Akai…uh, Mr.?” The person facing the door looked at Chu Ming in surprise. “You, this is…uh, that, skirt…but, aren’t you, uh…”

Chu Ming pinched the skirt and shook it: "How is it? Does it look good?"

"..."

Seeing that they didn't answer and looked troubled, Chu Ming's expression changed instantly. He revealed the gun in his left hand and decisively pulled the trigger and fired.

The man's eyes widened, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.

"He's not Mr. Akai!" With the exclamation, the remaining men realized what was happening and prepared to draw their guns, but it was clearly too late.

Vodka, who was outside, seized the opportunity to rush in, and the two of them together took away five FBI agents.

Chu Ming took out a pair of gloves and threw them to Vodka. He then searched the cabinet and found several bottles of high-proof liquor. Under Vodka's distressed gaze, he smashed them on the ground, so that the fire would burn even brighter when it caught fire again.

Just as Chu Ming was overturning everything on the back shelf to the ground, intending to stage a robbery, murder, and arson case, an indescribable chill ran through him. He kicked the vodka over and rolled over to hide behind the sofa.

"call out"

With a soft thud, a bullet hole appeared where he had just been standing.

"Don't move, there are people over there." Chu Ming scolded in a low voice to Vodka, who was wiggling his butt and trying to get up. "Just lie there, that's a blind spot, they couldn't shoot you from that angle. I'll distract the people outside, you keep an eye on how many people are outside."

Although Chu Ming had always suspected that Vodka had become a codename member because of his driving skills, he had been following Gin for several years and was quite familiar with this situation. He nodded and tilted his head to look in the direction of the bullet trajectory.

Chu Ming peeked out from behind the sofa for a moment before quickly retreating. Sure enough, a bullet flew towards him at high speed. Could it be that his reaction speed was incredibly fast, and he had run into Shuichi Akai?

"It's Shuichi Akai, and it seems he's all alone." Vodka subconsciously lowered his voice, as if he would be heard if he spoke any louder. "What should we do? Our older brother isn't here. Who can we ask to rescue us?"

Is Shuichi Akai really that intimidating that he's already thinking of running away?

"Can't we be more open-minded? Why are we running away? Let's capture Shuichi Akai and bring him back. We can use him as a welcome gift when our brother comes back." Chu Ming huddled behind the sofa, though he was a coward, he was sharp-tongued.

Vodka pressed himself firmly against the wall, watching Chu Ming, who only talked and never showed his face. Taking advantage of Chu Ming's inability to see, he openly rolled his eyes.

Chu Ming looked around. It was a closed room. Apart from the door and windows on the front, there were no windows on the back for escape. If he poked his head out from the front, he would definitely be hit by Shuichi Akai.

Chu Ming opened the online store, intending to see if there were any good items. He happened to see the control switch of the nano-micro locator that had been installed on Shuichi Akai. The switch could cause the locator to explode and release an electric current, which, given Shuichi Akai's physical abilities, would probably paralyze him for seven or eight seconds.

Don't underestimate those seven or eight seconds. If you time it right, it's enough for the two of them to rush out of the house and escape the awkward situation where Shuichi Akai is surrounding them.

"Vodka, when you hear me shout, rush out. I brought a gadget that will keep him hidden for six seconds. Once we're out there, we won't have time to steal any other cars. Go around to the back of Big Brother's Porsche, then drive off as fast as you can. Now's your time to test your driving skills!"

Vodka swallowed hard. Was Granburg trying to use him as an encouragement to actually make him a human shield?

After he rushed out, Akai Hideaki only hit himself, and then stopped hitting Granburg.

"Did you hear me!"

"Okay, okay—" Vodka replied tremblingly. A real man is not afraid of death. Brother, if I really die for the organization today, you must kill Akai Shuichi to avenge me!

Akai Shuichi, his face cold, stared intently at the doors and windows from behind a tree. He had come today to receive intelligence from several informants, but when he saw Gin's Porsche in the distance, he knew something was wrong. He rushed over, but it was too late.

Seeing Vermouth disguised as himself but still wearing a skirt through the binoculars, Shuichi Akai's anger flared even more. He contacted the FBI for backup while suppressing the two people inside, preventing them from showing their faces.

Suddenly, he felt an almost inaudible muffled sound inside his body, followed by a violent numbness that spread throughout his entire body. The gun in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and he watched helplessly as the two men swaggered out the door.

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He tried to stop them, but his body had completely lost sensation.

what happened?

When did my body get tampered with?

Chapter 335 The Car Exploded

"You go drive first, I'll hold off Akai Shuichi a little." Chu Ming seemed righteous, but in reality, he was worried that Akai Shuichi would catch up with him if he drove.

Watching Vodka walk away, Chu Ming hid in the alley. This was a street in the suburbs with little foot traffic. Since he wasn't using his own face anyway, upon hearing footsteps, Chu Ming arrogantly threw a miniature bomb to block Akai Shuichi's path.

After actually facing off against Shuichi Akai and feeling his marksmanship and oppressive aura, Chu Ming finally understood why this man could still be a nightmare for some members even after defecting from the organization.

This man is truly on par with Gin in terms of skill; no wonder he's known as the Silver Bullet.

Chu Ming dropped another bombshell, threatening him in Vermouth's voice: "Shuichi Akai, the skirt I'm wearing today isn't suitable for fighting. If you take another step forward, I'll have to rip off my skirt and fight you. Tomorrow's headlines will be: Shocking! A man runs bare-legged in the street. Guess if I can do that?"

Faced with Chu Ming's shamelessness for the first time, Akai Shuichi stopped in his tracks: "Heh, you disguise yourself, do you even disguise your own body?"

"Of course, that's basic skill for disguise. Do you dare to bet?" Chu Ming tore open a piece of the skirt; he was actually wearing pants underneath, otherwise, it would have been quite cold to go bare-legged.

Hearing the sound of his skirt being torn, Shuichi Akai stopped: "I didn't say I wasn't going to stop, why are you in such a hurry?"

While saying this, he quietly slowed his pace and climbed over the alley, expecting to see Vermouth hiding there, but instead he only saw a megaphone the size of a button pasted on the wall.

He reached out his hand, intending to pry it off, but then thought better of it and picked up a stick from the ground, preparing to pull the megaphone down.

Sure enough, the moment the stick struck the megaphone, an arc of electricity flashed by, and the megaphone fell to the ground, emitting black smoke.

Hmph, that cunning woman.

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On the other side, having deceived Shuichi Akai with a button megaphone, Chu Ming seized the opportunity to retreat. He casually threw away the skirt he had torn off, and seeing that the system showed the megaphone was damaged, he turned around and ran wildly towards the car that Vodka was driving towards.