Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Sure enough, a tense voice came from the control tower: "Little friend, remember, never touch anything you shouldn't touch! Don't touch those buttons and levers, okay?"

Conan nodded vigorously, then suddenly remembered that those people couldn't see him, so he replied in a cute voice, "Okay~"

After the communication was cut off, Kid looked at Conan, who was pretending to be young, and then at Chu Ming, who seemed to be doing nothing and indifferent: "Can you operate the wings and landing gear?"

Chu Ming lazily slumped in his chair: "No."

Conan remained standing in the middle, looking at the passenger seat beneath Chu Ming: "I know how. My dad taught me when he was in Hawaii."

Chu Ming glanced at Conan, and Conan stared back at Chu Ming without blinking. The two stared at each other, neither of them saying a word.

Conan was waiting for this clueless adult to give up his seat in the passenger seat, while Chu Ming simply noticed Conan staring at him and politely returned the stare.

Kid understands Conan's meaning, but getting a demon to step down? Is that even possible?

Kid could only plead with Conan, "You're so short, you can't see the buttons when you're sitting. Standing makes it easier for you to operate. There's autopilot, and there's nothing to press over there. Why don't you—just stand here?"

Then he pulled out a wide rope from beside him, wrapped it around Conan's waist, and tied him to the handrail: "Alright, now you have a seatbelt too."

Conan looked at Kid with a puzzled expression. What's going on, little bro? Why are you being so biased? Tell me honestly, isn't this the kind of strap we use to tie people up?

The plane pierced through the clouds, and after a violent jolt, Conan gripped the armrest excitedly: "We can see the airport!!"

"Adjust the flaps to 1."

"Adjust the flaps to 5."

"Adjust the flaps to 10."

"Lower the landing gear and adjust the flaps to 20."

……

Following the captain's instructions from the control tower, the plane gradually began its smooth descent.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning ripped across the sky, illuminating the entire cockpit with a bright white light. When the light faded, Conan and Kid were shocked to find that all the lights on the aircraft's control screens had gone out!

Conan rushed closer and shouted anxiously, even forgetting to switch to his childish voice: "This is Flight 865! The lightning just now made all the images disappear!"

Compared to the two novices, the captain on the control tower seemed much calmer. Although he was curious as to why a third voice had appeared in the cockpit, he remained methodical: "Don't rush, turn the white knob next to the instrument panel."

As Kidd turned the knob, the light returned.

Kidd breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, the lights are on."

"No, the autopilot light isn't on!!" Conan pointed to the autopilot button above, his voice urgent.

Realizing something was wrong, the captain immediately ordered Kidd to stop the landing. However, just as the plane was ascending, a strong gust of wind blew from the side, causing the plane to tilt toward the control tower.

Kidd pulled the joystick upwards with all his might, but it was incredibly difficult to pull the joystick and maintain his balance in the strong winds.

Just as he was struggling to hold on, a pair of cool hands landed on the control lever. He felt the pressure ease, and the control lever, which he had been struggling to pull, was now obediently pushed down like a tamed wild horse.

Kid turned his head and glanced at Conan, who had been standing next to him, but had somehow been moved to the co-pilot's seat. The devil, who had been sitting calmly just moments before, was now standing steadily next to him, unmoved by the turbulence of the plane.

Chapter 359 Are you sure you want me to save people?

Having been trained by Gin for so long, and now able to fight him on equal terms, Chu Ming is no longer the same person he used to be. Therefore, the joystick that Kid finds difficult to control is nothing special to Chu Ming.

However, the wind was still too strong. Even with Chu Ming's help, the plane still grazed past the control tower and knocked down its spire.

The falling spire smashed onto cars, causing them to explode one after another. The flames from the explosions spread rapidly with the wind, blowing apart tanker trucks, cars, and even planes parked at the very edge. The entire airport was engulfed in flames.

After communicating with the control tower and confirming that they must circle over the airport until the fire on the runway is extinguished before rescheduling the landing, Kidd adjusted his flaps, let out a long sigh of relief, and turned to thank Chu Ming, who was standing next to him, earnestly.

If Lucifer hadn't lent a hand, he probably would have hit his left hand when the plane was turbulent while he was pulling the control stick.

Chu Ming looked down at Kidd, who was tilting his head back slightly, and said calmly, "I just don't want your physical appearance to be damaged."

“…We can continue our conversation if we don’t bring this up.” Kidd’s face fell. Since it wasn’t his own face being used, it didn’t matter if he didn’t keep a poker face.

Just then, the hatch was suddenly pushed open, and Ayumi and the others rushed over: "Conan, something bad has happened! We just saw an engine fall out of the window!"

Conan turned back to reassure them, "It's alright, this won't affect our landing later. Right now, we just need to wait for the fire on the runway to be extinguished before we can land. We have enough fuel—hiss—"

Kidd sensed something was wrong with his tone and turned around to ask, "What's wrong?"

Even Conan, who was usually very calm, started to panic at this point: "We're running low on fuel."

He glanced around and saw that the fuel valve on the screen had been opened, so he quickly reached out and closed it.

Kidd recalled that when Mr. Banheng was helping the co-pilot, his elbow and wrist pressed against the aircraft control panel, which must have been when he pressed the fuel valve.

hateful!

Kidd immediately called out to the control tower: "This is Flight 865. The fuel valves have been opened. We don't have enough fuel to last until the fire on the runway is extinguished! Please respond!"

However, the sound from the control tower was extremely noisy, making it impossible to hear clearly.

Kidd frowned deeply. First, the plane was struck by lightning and the autopilot failed. Then the airport runway caught fire. Communication with the control tower was also not going well. Fuel was dropping like crazy. It felt like he had encountered every bad thing imaginable.

No, there's still hope! There's another demon here!

Kidd abruptly turned to look at Chu Ming: "If the plane runs out of fuel, can you keep it from crashing?"

Is this even possible for a human? Oh, my persona seems to be that of a demon...

Chu Ming forced himself to remain calm and started by boasting, "Sure, but why should I intervene? So many souls...it must be quite a sight!"

Kidd's grip on the joystick tightened: "Didn't you say I could call you if I ran into trouble? So now..."

"Don't worry, if anything really happens, I'll take you with me and I'll make sure you're not hurt in the slightest."

Kid looked at the ramrod straight figure beside him, then at Conan, who was frantically flipping through the map and seemed helpless. He gritted his teeth. If he could, he really didn't want to offend this devil, but he couldn't just stand by and watch everyone on the plane die.

He looked at Chu Ming and whispered his threat: "Lucifer, don't you think my soul is most perfect when I'm an adult? If the plane really crashes into the sea, I won't ask you to save me. You won't live to see me grow up!"

Seeing Kidd, who was so desperate that he threatened him with his life, Chu Ming sneered: "Are you threatening me?"

Seeing that the demon was clearly enraged, Kidd's mind raced: "This isn't a threat, I'm just stating a fact. You said that the contract you signed with me would be stronger the greater the task required of you. Isn't saving an entire machine a big deal? Don't you want our contract to be even stronger?"

This argument left Chu Ming with no way to refuse, but fortunately, he had just found some good stuff in the system shop.

Chu Ming leaned closer to Kidd and touched his forehead: "Are you sure you want me to save him?"

Feeling a slight sting between his brows, Kidd knew that Lucifer was emphasizing the contract to him, and he tried his best to remain calm: "Yes, I'm sure."

Chu Ming straightened up: "What you're lacking right now is fuel, which is energy, right? Don't worry, it's just fuel. I'll use magic to supply you with fuel until this plane lands."

He just found a fuel card in the mall: it can be used to add a certain amount of fuel to designated vehicles.

Each card costs 10 points and is relegated to the bottom of the system shop. It's estimated that almost no one will buy it, but at this moment, it's Chu Ming's secret weapon for showing off.

Chu Ming pressed his fingertips against the cabin wall and silently used a fuel card on the plane. The plane's fuel level instantly increased by 1000 pounds. 100 pounds of fuel can support the plane for about one minute of flight, and one fuel card can support 10 minutes.

The key point is that it's only 10 points. Chu Ming looked at his 300,000 points that he had been grinding for recently but hadn't used much, and he wasn't worried at all. That's enough for a plane to circle the earth.

Okay, fill it up!! Fill it up!

Conan was still nervously flipping through the book when Ayumi glanced at the screen and exclaimed in confusion, "Conan, are you sure you're not mistaken? The fuel gauge is clearly more than half full! How can you say it's almost gone?"

Conan looked up and saw 30 pounds of fuel on the screen; his hand, which was turning the pages of the book, froze in place.

What happened? He clearly saw 3000 just now. He wouldn't have missed two zeros, would he?

He rubbed his eyes and even took off his glasses to look, but there was no change whatsoever.

Oh no, has his vision deteriorated from wearing glasses for too long?

Chapter 360 Looking forward to the next meeting

Conan was questioning his existence, while Kid on the other side finally breathed a sigh of relief. Great, there was enough oil for them to wait until the fire on the runway was put out.

Seeing that Kid had clearly relaxed, Conan told the other children to go back to their seats in the cabin. After the cabin door closed, he turned to Kid and asked him a question.

"How did you do that? Or is it just a smokescreen, and the actual fuel level hasn't changed, but you changed the number to appease the passengers? After all, this kind of trick isn't impossible for you..."

Kid glanced at Chu Ming, whose fingers were still resting on the bulkhead, and pushed Conan's head away. "It's not a trick, it's real. As long as there are no other problems, the plane should land safely. I just don't know..."

Kidd was worried; he had never been so unlucky before. The storm was getting worse, and if he got struck by lightning during landing, the plane would probably crash.

"How did you do that?" Conan couldn't figure out how Kid could be on the plane and still refuel it.

"Don't worry about that." Kid didn't say too much. After all, Conan wouldn't believe such a fantastical story anyway, and would probably think he was just making it up to fool him.

At this time, the plane continued to circle near the control tower. Thanks to the wind and rain, and the efforts of the firefighters, the fire on the runway was extinguished. The control tower finally contacted Kidd and informed him that he could land again.

Chu Ming had already withdrawn his pretentious finger and was resting his elbow on the back of Kidd's chair when he saw Kidd turn his head and glance at him when he received the notification from the control tower.

Chu Ming tilted his head: "Hmm?"

Kidd thought for a moment but didn't say anything. He simply readjusted the flaps and landed according to the tower's instructions.

Chu Ming realized what Kidd meant and chuckled, "Are you worried about the plane crashing again? Don't worry, now that the contract is in place, I will deliver the plane to the ground safely. You can fly with confidence. I've already protected the plane with magic, there won't be any problems."

After all, he bought a 10-minute limited-time lucky boost and placed it on the plane. With the added luck value, the plane should have no problem landing smoothly.

Upon hearing this, Kidd finally relaxed and followed the instructions to glide slowly toward the runway.

Conan looked at the two people huddled together whispering, his eyes filled with suspicion and resentment. There were clearly three people in the cockpit, but he always felt like the one who was superfluous. Kid had been plotting something with his fans, saying he coveted his soul—he was just lying to him! They were his accomplices!

However, it's unclear how Kidd refueled the aircraft in flight. Military aircraft typically have dedicated aerial refueling tankers specifically for refueling fighter jets. This is clearly a civilian airliner; how did he manage to refuel it? Was it some new technology? His identity certainly seems extraordinary.

It might have something to do with the military!

Moreover, Kidd's attitude toward his accomplice was also strange. This accomplice clearly had a Western appearance. He had previously thought he was of mixed race, but now it seemed—could this man be a member of the U.S. military?

At this moment, Chu Ming was unaware that in Conan's mind, his disguise had already transformed him into a mysterious figure from the U.S. military.