Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Gin stepped off the plane, looked around, and saw Chu Ming standing in front of the car, waving frantically at him.

Gin walked over, glanced at the car, patted it, and a rare smile appeared on his face: "This car is nice. Where did you get a new Porsche?"

? ? ? ?

? ? ? ?

Chu Ming and Vodka looked at each other in surprise, and in that instant, Vodka's points skyrocketed.

"Uh, bro, is it possible that this is your Porsche?" Chu Ming scratched the back of his hand, looking slightly guilty.

Vodka nodded frantically in agreement.

Gin squinted at his two underlings, abandoning his attempt to get the truth from Granburg, and instead fixed his deadly gaze on Vodka. He reached out and pinned Vodka's chin down with Beretta's hand: "Tell the truth, you say it."

Vodka felt his back was almost soaked with cold sweat, and he stammered out half the truth: "B-Big brother, your car was...was blown up by Rye, uh, no, by Shuichi Akai..."

Chu Ming added, "Yes, to avoid upsetting Big Brother when he comes back, Vodka and I searched for a long time before finding this one that looks very similar... We've done all the interior modifications, so Big Brother can just move in with his bags!"

Vodka, whose eloquence was not as good as Chu Ming's and who could also lie through his teeth, nodded repeatedly.

"Shuichi Akai can still go to Base Three?" Gin sheathed his gun, his words hitting the nail on the head, puncturing their precarious excuse. "You drove out? Granbury's idea?"

Gin appeared calm on the surface, but judging from the points he received, Chu Ming felt that Gin was probably furious.

"Big brother, it's like this, we can't just look at the surface of things. The key point of this matter is that Shuichi Akai—hiss, big brother, you launched a sneak attack!"

Chu Ming rolled over to dodge Gin's powerful kick, still muttering to himself. He knew it was enough to let Gin vent his anger, but since they had both gotten into trouble, why should he be the only one beaten up?

Damn it, my brother is biased!

[This is a super short chapter because I joined the sheepfold and I'm feeling unwell everywhere QAQ I spent the whole day in bed today, with a headache, sore throat, and general discomfort. I managed to get up tonight and write a little bit, so I can only update as I go these next few days _(:з」∠)_]

Chapter 340 Drive it away

Gin, frustrated by the damage to his car, sought out someone to vent his anger on. To get even more revenge, he prioritized Chu Ming, who was now a formidable opponent.

But perhaps he forgot in his anger that Chu Ming's skills were indeed far superior to Vodka's, but his mouth was also far more talkative than Vodka's.

Chu Ming has been muttering to himself non-stop since the fight started, and now that his skills have improved, it's become difficult for Gin to force him to shut up.

Gin wanted to vent his anger, but the anger only grew stronger as it was blocked. He had no choice but to force Chu Ming back two steps and then kick the vodka next to him.

Vodka thought he was safe with Granburg in front of him, and was watching the two fight through his sunglasses with wide eyes.

Especially after seeing that Granburch's skills were now on par with Gin's, he quietly raised Granburch's danger level even higher—would this little madman be uncontrollable in a while? He'd heard that Granburch was quite well-behaved when his fighting ability was low.

Vodka overheard Vermouth and Laffitte talking at the base, mentioning that Granburg had just gone through a difficult time when he was first assigned to Gin's team. He was rather taciturn, but he trained diligently and acted cautiously—in short, he seemed like a well-behaved and sensible child. The fact that he's turned out this way is definitely because of Gin's reckless training methods back then!

However, judging from Vodka's own opinion, someone like Granburg could hardly be considered obedient; Vermouth must have been deceived by his looks and acting skills.

……

Just then, Vodka suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and was sent flying several feet backward. When he came to his senses, he realized that his older brother's righteous iron fist was about to hit him. After all, he had been by Gin's side for so long, so he quickly rolled over and got up.

What's going on? It's my turn already?!

Vodka hurriedly and barely managed to fend off Gin's attack, intending to sneak a peek at Chu Ming's miserable state. But he saw Chu Ming standing to the side, completely unharmed, without even breaking a sweat. When Vodka looked over, Chu Ming even waved at him.

? ? ? ?

Did Granbury whisper something in his brother's ear?

Was it the last time Granburch disguised himself as his older brother and was discovered on a mission?

But shouldn't we have beaten him up? He just spaced out for a second, what on earth happened?!

Filled with doubt and confusion, Vodka collapsed to the ground, bruised and battered.

Seeing that Gin seemed to still be angry, Chu Ming quickly stepped forward and grabbed his hand: "Big brother, I think Vodka already knows he was wrong. If we keep beating him, no one will be able to drive us back later. You've been working so hard, you can't drive back by yourself, right? Why don't we let him make amends?"

Gin's sinister gaze returned to Chu Ming: "Have you forgotten that you are the culprit?"

"Uh... Brother, you've already hit me, you don't want to do it again, do you?" Chu Ming's eyes widened as he saw Gin's sleeves were about to roll up. "Brother, don't be impulsive! I admit it was my fault, but I didn't fight back when you hit me! I could have caught you out several times—caught you in a bind, but I didn't! And I even traded in your old car for a new one! I didn't pay a penny for the vodka, I handled everything myself!!"

Vodka lying nearby: ? ? ? What he said is all correct, but that's not what he meant. What's going on? That bastard Granbury is trying to put me down! Damn it, isn't this supposed to be a skill of a seasoned fan like me?

What can you do when faced with an extremely shameless underling who you can't kill, can't argue with, and probably can't beat right now?

Serve cold.

So Gin ignored his two underlings, opened the car door, and started the engine in one smooth motion.

As Gin drove off in his newly acquired car, Vodka sat up in a panic, wincing in pain: "W-what do we do? Big Brother left us here! This is an important transportation hub for the organization; we can't let the outer members know! We can't call someone to pick us up! Are we going to have to walk back?"

Chu Ming stroked his chin, his gaze suddenly turning to the interior of the base, his interest piqued: "Shall we go in and take a look? We can open whatever we find. Such a large base must have fighter jets, right?"

The more Chu Ming thought about it, the more excited he became. He urged Vodka, "Let's go, let's go take a look. Maybe we can get a whole Osprey to fly."

"No, wait—" Vodka was too slow to stop him, and dragging his sore body after being beaten, he chased after him. "Stop messing around. At least we can find a replacement for a broken Porsche, but not a fighter jet—"

As Vodka followed Chu Ming inside, they indeed saw an AH-64 on display in the largest exhibition hall. Chu Ming was standing to the side, banging on the fighter jet's door, his eyes brimming with excitement: "I want to fly this!!!! I want to fly this back to my Golden Villa!!!!"

Vodka rushed over to pull him away, but Chu Ming glared at him, causing him to freeze in place. He could only timidly try to dissuade him from the side: "This really won't do. If we damage Big Brother's Porsche, we can still manage to get away, but if the fighter jet breaks down, we can't get out of the air—"

"You don't trust my driving skills?" Chu Ming was already starting to lift the hatch and climb inside. "But you're still here, aren't you?"

On the verge of tears, Vodka took advantage of Chu Ming's recent entry into the cabin and fumbled around, hurriedly pulling out his phone to text Gin, only to hear a chilling voice: "Are you tattling?"

???

Seeing Chu Ming peeking out from the hatch, Vodka quickly shoved his phone back in: "N-nothing."

"You'd better not. I've finally seen my long-lost fighter jet, so I need to hurry while no one's watching—"

Before he could finish speaking, all the lights in the exhibition hall suddenly turned on, and the murals on the walls slid to the sides, revealing a large screen behind them.

Seeing this familiar scene, Chu Ming's face instantly fell.

Oh, it's not that nobody's watching, the BOSS is watching personally...

Do you think you, as a boss, are so bored that you spend all day watching the surveillance footage from various bases like a TV program?

You went from being a boss to a security guard watching surveillance cameras—how many years have you gone down the wrong path?!

[Little Omega, nothing special. It just gave me a taste of two days of paralysis. I can get up and walk around today. I wanted to go back to bed, but my conscience is bothering me, so I'll just post a little update ヾ(ｏ?ω?)ノ Aren't I awesome~]

Chapter 341 There are quite a few tools.

“BOSS.” Vodka quickly bowed his head.

Chu Ming slowly stepped off the plane, his eyebrows drooping slightly: "BOSS~"

"Granbury, you can't touch the modified helicopter here for now," the synthesized voice said slowly. "I'll change the facial recognition at the entrance after you leave, so don't even think about sneaking back and taking it away."

What are you doing? This isn't how you guard against thieves!

Besides, if he doesn't drive away now, won't he still be destined to be kicked to pieces by a soccer ball when Gin drives him away later?

Chu Ming replied dejectedly, "I know... Does the BOSS have a spare vehicle at this base? My brother left me here in the middle of nowhere."

"I remember he just returned to China? What have you been up to now?"

Chu Ming protested, "How can it be that I did something again? It was clearly my older brother who left me here! I'm unhappy, I'm having a little tantrum. Boss, you've changed. You weren't like this before. You used to spoil me so much. Do you have another sweetheart outside?"

Karasuma Renya rubbed his temples: "I remember Gin's temper has gotten better and better in the past few years. You didn't provoke him, so how could he have thrown away vodka?"

"...I didn't do anything special, it's just that my older brother's old car was too fragile and it blew up while he was driving it, so I bought him a new Porsche. It's clearly a good thing, isn't it?"

"..." Karasuma Renya fell silent. It used to be said that Akai Shuichi might be a silver bullet that would destroy the organization, but now it seems that what is a silver bullet? Granburg's troubles are the most terrifying. "I'll have Vermouth pick you up."

He immediately turned off the voice chat as soon as he finished speaking.

Chu Ming watched the mural gradually close, leaning against the Apache helicopter with a dejected expression, his face full of sorrow: "My child, your father is incompetent and cannot lead you to freedom. You should stay here and rest and recuperate. When your father finds an opportunity, he will elope with you~"

When Vermouth arrived at the base, this was the scene that resembled a couple being forcibly separated. She couldn't help but rub her forehead and forcibly dragged the person out of the base.

"I heard you blew up Gin's car?" Vermouth's tone was full of schadenfreude. "I just saw Gin enter the base when I arrived, and the look on his face... tsk tsk..."

"Who's spreading rumors?" Chu Ming sat up straight. "It was clearly Shuichi Akai who did it! Where did you hear that, sister?"

Vermouth immediately revealed the source of the rumor: "Lafitte said it. He told me that he saw you and Vodka sneaking around the organization's repair shop and doing something, so he waited until you left and then asked the members of the repair shop."

Seeing Chu Mingguang grit his teeth and remain silent, Vermouth chuckled and inquired, "What exactly happened?"

Chu Ming then embellished the story, vividly recounting how he endured humiliation to help his elder brother complete the mission, only to encounter Shuichi Akai on the way, how he displayed his great prowess and fought Shuichi Akai to a standstill, and how they ultimately both lost their vehicles.

"So where did you get him a new car?" Vermouth thought Chu Ming was good at causing trouble, but he was also good at solving problems. Who would think of getting him an exact replica right away? Even if they could, they might not be able to do it.

"It's all about stealing; it's a risk-free business!"

"..."

*

"The base is just ahead. Vodka, you can get out now. I have a mission that I need Granburg to help me with," Vermouth said casually as she stopped the car.

"Okay!" Vodka, who had been sitting on pins and needles in the car, immediately opened the door and slipped away. He had to hurry up and confess his true feelings to his older brother. He couldn't let this mistake lead to his brother abandoning him.

"What mission? So you didn't come here just to pick me up?" Chu Ming leaned back on the cushion and raised an eyebrow.

Vodka was gone, and Vermouth stopped putting on airs. She parked the car on the side of the road, adjusted the seat back, crossed her legs, and leaned over to Chu Ming. She used her slender fingers to lift Chu Ming's chin: "Sweetheart, you've already helped Gin with so many missions, you can't help your sister with one more, right? The main thing is that I'm being watched by the FBI and can't do anything for the time being. After you finish your mission, I'll take you to do something fun."

After being teased by Vermouth so much, Chu Ming no longer felt shy. He simply placed his face in Vermouth's palm, like a cat being stroked: "Okay, what's the mission?"

Vermouth pinched Chu Ming's cheek, then turned and pulled out a thick stack of documents from the small box above: "It's not an organization mission, it's a personal matter of mine. There's a man named Fujieda Chio, you help me kill him."

Although Chu Ming was curious, he didn't ask further since Vermouth didn't explain why. He simply took the note and nodded, "Don't worry, sister. But does killing someone require such a thick stack of documents?"