Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Gin recalled what Vermouth had told him about Chu Ming's antics when facing Shuichi Akai. His lips twitched, but he didn't refuse. After all, it wasn't him who was getting the short end of the stick, but his nemesis. Wasn't that a happy thing?

"There's only one last thing left." Chu Ming's eyes crinkled into a smile, then his gaze suddenly became intense as he stared at Gin. "Big brother, it's been so long since we've sparred. Shall we have a match?"

Gin raised an eyebrow. In the past, he was the one who chased after Chu Ming to spar, but it was rare for Chu Ming to take the initiative. Had he improved again?

However, he didn't refuse. At present, Chu Ming was the only one in the organization who could give him a good fight.

"Let's go to the training ground."

Chu Ming got up and followed Gin. He wasn't looking for a beating; he was going to send Ai Haibara back, but he couldn't just take her back so easily.

How can you show how hard he's worked if he's covered in injuries? Besides, he also has a small wish to play in the Rossoneri again.

He really likes Ai Haibara now, after all, Ai Haibara's imagination is too strong, and she is currently the biggest contributor to his points.

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Chu Ming and Gin were engaged in a fierce battle on the training ground, their punches landing with a visceral impact. Both of them felt exhilarated. Recently, Chu Ming's points had increased significantly, so his combat skills had leveled up several times. However, since he had already used the Breakthrough Pill, his combat skills level was too high, and the points he had spent were enormous.

There are a lot of good things in the mall lately, but he hasn't used them all yet. He plans to save up more so he can buy everything he wants later.

They exchanged another punch, and both of them took two steps back. Chu Ming suddenly stopped, went to a shelf next to him, took out a dagger, and carefully disinfected it.

"Big brother, I want to train in this!!!"

Gin looked at the dagger that had suddenly been shoved into his hand, then at Chu Ming, whose face was bruised but whose eyes were burning with anticipation. For the first time, he had the feeling that Chu Ming might have been driven mad by his own beating.

But how could you refuse the request from the underling who kept provoking you, who was looking at you expectantly and wanted to get beaten up?

It is absolutely impossible.

Gin, wielding a dagger, slashed at Chu Ming as he approached. Chu Ming merely shifted his body slightly, dodging but not completely.

If Gin hadn't slightly raised his hand to sense the danger, the dagger would already be embedded in Chu Ming's shoulder, instead of just whistling past his ear.

Gin lowered his hand, his eyes filled with anger as he looked at Chu Ming: "What are you doing?"

Chu Ming had already prepared to avoid the vital points, but then he saw Gin suddenly change direction and blink: "Prepare a self-inflicted injury scheme. I plan to set a trap for Shuichi Akai and the others. Big brother, just go ahead and beat them up. The more terrifying the better. It's a rare opportunity for big brother to vent his anger. I won't be so cooperative in the future."

Gin frowned: "He's not worthy. You are the BOSS's successor. There's no need for a plan that would harm you."

Chu Ming tilted his head. Had Gin been disguised?

Tsk tsk, he talks a big game, but when it comes to actually doing something, he just won't budge.

"Are there any injuries that look really serious, but are actually just a scrape?" Chu Ming looked at Gin, teasing him mischievously, "Is Big Brother worried about me? I knew Big Brother wouldn't want me to get hurt~ I—"

The sarcastic tone made Gin's temples bulge with veins. He was unusually kind in giving this advice, but he was also worried that Chu Ming would end up with a body full of injuries and call the BOSS to complain that he had been abused.

So what was this kid doing?

Gin gripped the dagger tightly, his face darkening as he swung the knife at Chu Ming with a backhand strike. Chu Ming sighed softly, using subtle movements to adjust the position of his injury.

Where else in the world can you find such a good person, so dedicated to the organization, even to the point of devising a self-inflicted injury scheme and figuring out where to strike?

When Gin stopped when he felt it was enough, Chu Ming was covered in blood, looking as if he had been stabbed with ten or eight holes, and his lips were pale.

But in reality, Chu Ming felt that he was only slightly injured all over his body. Apart from the fact that he was bleeding a lot and looked a bit scary, he felt that he was fine. He even checked his points and found that these injuries could be healed with a few hundred points.

Chu Ming nodded in satisfaction and followed Gin upstairs in that manner.

When Porter came up with the results, he saw that Granbury, who had been perfectly fine when he left, had suddenly turned into a bloody mess.

His eyes widened, his gaze shifting between Chu Ming and Gin. He had only gone down to conduct experiments for a few hours, so how did Granburg become so half-dead?

Chu Ming feigned weakness as he looked at him: "Potter, don't look down on me, it's all my fault. I failed the mission, so it's right for me to be punished, brother—"

Potter, startled, ran to where he had been sitting, grabbed his medicine box, and quickly pulled out medication to treat Chu Ming. At the same time, he looked at Gin: "Are you crazy? Granbury is already the heir! How could you—"

Gin glared at him menacingly: "Shut up if you don't want to end up like him, you idiot."

"Who told Gin to be so strong?" Potter reluctantly shut his mouth, lifted Chu Ming's clothes, and looked at the hideous wounds on his body. The more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Your wound—it's a bit too angled, it didn't even penetrate the inside..."

Potter, being a medical specialist, couldn't hide this from him. Seeing Chu Ming pretending to be pitiful even though he wasn't seriously injured, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, throw the medicine at him, and then ignored him, handing over the results of his work that he had been working on all night to Gin.

"All the information about Shirley in the organization doesn't match up. The only thing they have in common is that they are both women."

Gin flipped through the report, glanced at Ai Haibara still lying on the sofa, frowned, and kicked Chu Ming lying at his feet: "Stop playing dead, take her back. How are you planning to set a trap looking like this?"

Chu Ming slowly sat up: "Of course, it's thanks to this little girl. Even Big Brother can mistake her. I'll change her clothes a bit, disguise her as Sherry when she was little, and send her back. Then Big Brother will have that big mouth Afu 'accidentally' let slip in the organization that they've found Sherry, that she's suspected of taking the organization's banned drugs and turning into a child, and that she's currently hiding in Mihua..."

Chu Ming's face still bore the blood that had just splattered on it. His tone was unhurried, his smile faint, but his eyes were stained with a blood-red hue, making him appear exceptionally contradictory.

Chapter 495 Ai Haibara NO.1

Gin looked at Chu Ming, whose face was showing signs of madness, and realized what Chu Ming was planning to do. He glanced at him without making a sound and said sarcastically, "Your injury is so bad that even Porter couldn't hide it from you. How are you going to fool the FBI?"

Chu Ming waved his hand, a feigned helplessness on his face: "There's nothing I can do. My older brother is so protective of me, he can't bear to lay a hand on me."

Gin's face darkened, his expression turned grim, and he reached for his waist.

Seeing that Gin was about to pull out his gun after losing the argument, Chu Ming lay motionless on the ground, his back glued to the floor: "Sigh, men are so fickle. Before, he was afraid of hurting me with a knife, but now he's willing to use a gun. Look at how hot and cold my brother is—"

"boom--"

A bullet grazed Chu Ming's arm and embedded itself in the floor.

Chu Ming didn't even flinch. He was so close, who was he trying to scare? Did he think he couldn't see where the gun was pointed at?

It's not like he's been intimidated by Gin wielding a gun for the first time.

He's always using the same old tricks. Tsk, what a desperate man.

If you're so capable, actually aim for his head!

However arrogant one may be inwardly, one still needs to appease them on the surface.

Chu Ming lazily opened his eyes, his tone flat and even: "Oops, I got shot~ Big brother, don't be angry, I know I was wrong~"

"..."

Gin was so angry that he didn't want to say a word and turned to leave.

Potter watched as Gin, who had gone from calm to seemingly radiating black energy from Chu Ming's occasional provocations, silently picked up his first-aid kit and prepared to leave, completely unlike the arrogant person Chu Ming had been when they first met.

This was the first time Potter had truly witnessed Chu Ming and Gin's interaction, and he finally understood that everything Vodka had promoted in the organization was not exaggerated at all, and might even have concealed a lot...

When Chu Ming got up, only he and Ai Haibara were left in the huge living room.

He went up, picked up Ai Haibara, threw her into the car, randomly picked an inconspicuous car in the base, and drove straight out of the base.

He drove towards the suburbs, avoiding roadside cameras, then turned on the system and began to falsify his actions.

Points can be used not only to customize your character's face, but also their body.

He casually took out the robot from before, returned the blood that originally belonged to Ai Haibara to her, changed her face back, and then gave her an antidote.

Then he began to modify his body, turning all the wounds into deep ones, and took out his old cloak to equip, turning it into a blood-stained trench coat. Blood dripped uncontrollably from the corners of the trench coat, and soon the narrow carriage was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Seeing that Ai Haibara was about to wake up, Chu Ming quickly adjusted his expression, then leaned weakly on the steering wheel, instantly entering a sickly mode.

Ai Haibara felt pain all over her body, and a strong smell of blood rushed into her nasal cavity.

Was she sent back to the organization?

The strong smell of blood... could it have been placed on the lab table?

That makes sense. The organization would likely take cases like hers, where someone's body shrunk after using the drug, very seriously; she'd definitely become a test subject… I just wonder how Brother Chu Ming is doing…

She opened her eyes with a somewhat indifferent attitude towards life and death, only to find herself inside a car.

?

She sat up straight and looked around in surprise, her eyes meeting those of Chu Ming, who was barely breathing beside her.

Ai Haibara's expression slowly froze. She looked at Chu Ming beside her, his breath weak, his body as if he had been pulled from a pool of blood. His face was so pale it was almost transparent, his lips were bloodless, and along his tattered collar, she could see the deep, bone-revealing wounds bleeding profusely, and blood seeping slowly into the car seat from the hem of his clothes...

For a moment, the system seemed to freeze due to the crazy increase in points.

Chu Ming trembled slightly with excitement, but suppressed it with his strong willpower.

The jolt startled Ai Haibara. She quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned forward, asking, "Brother Chu Ming, Brother Chu Ming, are you alright? Do you have a first-aid kit in your car? Have you been shot?"

As he spoke, he tore off his coat and tried to use it to bandage Chu Ming's wounds to stop the bleeding.

But when she pulled open Chu Ming's clothes and found her hands covered in blood, she was a little dazed. When she saw Chu Ming's body covered in raw, bleeding wounds, she finally couldn't hold back her tears.

“I wasn’t hit by a bullet. This is...the organization’s...vehicle. They usually have...medical...kits in...the...back...seat…” Chu Ming said with great difficulty, as if he was about to collapse at any moment.

Ai Haibara rummaged through the contents and found only some basic hemostatic medicine and gauze. She could only use these simple medications to try and stop Chu Ming's bleeding.

"Brother Chu Ming, have you betrayed the organization?" Ai Haibara asked softly while dealing with the situation.

“No…” Chu Ming sat up slightly, letting Ai Haibara apply the medicine to him. “I asked Vermouth to use the FBI’s information to get Gin away, and then Vermouth and I pretended to be you and an FBI agent, deliberately loitering around outside the organization’s base to attract Gin’s attention, and then we confronted Gin. Fortunately, Granburg secretly helped me hold him back, otherwise I probably would have died at Gin’s hands this time…”

Ai Haibara's tears finally streamed down her face: "Didn't Chu Ming promise me that if this really happened, he would take me to the organization? Why do I have to face it alone again! If something really happens to Chu Ming this time, I—"

Chu Ming chuckled softly, his expression appearing exceptionally gentle in the hazy moonlight: "I'm fine, it's just a minor injury, it'll heal in a few days. But you won't be. Once you're in their sights, getting injured will be a pipe dream. Besides, I already said—"

"I will protect you."

The gentler Chu Ming was, the deeper Ai Haibara's guilt and gratitude became, and the more points Chu Ming gained.

Very good, a virtuous cycle.

Chu Ming nodded to himself in satisfaction. After Ai Haibara had been bandaged up, he got up and went over her story with her: "When we get back, if Conan and the others ask about my injuries, just say that you accidentally turned back into Sherry while testing the drug, and that the organization found out. I found out about the injuries I sustained while saving you."