Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

"What's wrong? You've been looking so gloomy ever since we got ashore?" Chu Ming asked, looking at Lafitte who was deep in thought. "You were so energetic before. What happened? Were you scared by the shark bite? Do I have to comfort you?"

Lafitte stumbled and turned to look at Chu Ming: "What nonsense are you talking about? I just felt that those people looked familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen them before."

"Those bounty hunters?" Chu Ming recalled the unremarkable faces of the three men and shook his head. "I don't recognize them. Did you see them on the dark web? Could they be fugitive targets?"

Lafitte frowned: "It must have happened a long time ago. Let's ask Gin later; he should remember."

Chu Ming was shocked. He looked at Lafitte in disbelief: "Gin? You want to ask Gin? With Gin's brain that looks like it's suffering from dementia, what could he possibly remember? He's even face-blind!"

"..."

"..."

Vermouth and Lafitte exchanged a glance and remained silent for a long time. Vermouth even regretted that she should have recorded it on her phone if she had known Granburg was going to say this.

“What are you talking about? Gin has the best eyesight among us. Countless times we’ve been able to complete our missions because he accurately identified our targets,” Lafitte defended Gin. “I know you like to talk about Gin, but don’t just spout nonsense.”

"How could I be lying? You don't know, do you? He mistook the second young lady of the Suzuki Group for Sherry and almost killed her!" Chu Ming retorted, immediately bringing up Gin's dark history. "You only saw that he accurately identified his target, but didn't you check if he even identified the right target? What if he just picked someone who looked somewhat similar..."

Vermouth and Lafitte were taken aback by Chu Ming's words, and involuntarily thought of the scenes when they went on missions with Gin. Gin had indeed been able to find targets in a crowd very quickly before, but had he mistaken someone for someone else...?

That's really hard to say...

Having completely swayed their thinking, Chu Ming patted his behind and left, without the slightest bit of guilt.

Back at the hotel, Chu Ming first searched the dark web to see if it was a task there. However, the tasks on the dark web were too numerous, and without a clear target, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack, and he had no clue whatsoever.

Closing his laptop, Chu Ming leaned back in his chair, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the desktop as he looked up, recalling the plot.

He vaguely remembered some of the plot: in the underwater palace on the island of the God, there was no treasure, only a ship.

However, no one knows about this at the moment, which gives him room to maneuver.

He had previously come across a strange item in the discounted and limited-purchase section of the system store. It was a prescription for a medicine and a detailed description. Although he didn't know what it was, he bought it anyway.

He flipped through it but couldn't understand it at all. However, based on his understanding, it should be related to health maintenance.

He couldn't openly show this kind of thing, but this time, he could arrange the scene in advance and hide the report inside by aging it.

Although he wanted to seize power, the boss treated him quite well, so this gift can be considered an early abdication gift.

Who recorded Chapter 566?

Chu Ming took the report out of his system inventory and, with a touch of regret, bought a stack of washi paper and an antiquing potion from the system shop.

The system can transfer the report content onto washi paper. With the addition of the system's potion, the paper instantly turns yellow and wrinkles, with some black spots in the middle.

It is said that washi paper can be preserved for more than a thousand years, so it should be no problem that paper from three hundred years ago can be preserved intact to this day.

As for this prescription, it's quite reasonable that a female pirate from back then would have seized a prescription for prolonging life after raiding a region...

Yes, that's very true.

Thinking of this, Chu Ming sat up and began to look through the system store to see if there was anything good he could fake.

After all, if the goal is to forge the female pirate's treasure, a single prescription can't just be left there alone. The female pirate's haul over the years must include some gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, and paintings, otherwise it can still be called a treasure.

However, he couldn't get all of these things in a short time if they were genuine. He could only find some fakes and tamper with them so that these 'treasures' would be buried at sea like the ship.

In the midst of the crisis, he—Granbury—immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the prescription. In the nick of time, he only had time to grab this document, abandoning all his gold and silver treasures. It was this sincerity that moved heaven and earth, and even fate itself. He obtained exactly what the BOSS needed most…

Wow, this script is absolutely fantastic. If it keeps going like this, he might really have to switch careers and become a screenwriter.

However, 500 points in the mall can only be exchanged for 500 grams of gold, roughly the size of a gold bar. Jewelry is also available in the mall, but the price is so high that Chu Ming, who is always frugal with his points, feels a sharp pain that makes it hard to breathe.

If he were to fake a warehouse full of treasure, he would probably lose all the points he had painstakingly accumulated.

It seems we'll have to find a substitute, something that looks like gold but is much cheaper...

"I've got it!" Chu Ming paused, refreshing the page.

His eyes sparkled as he looked at the item he had just picked up—simulated gold. The description said it looked very much like real gold, almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, but it was extremely easy to corrode, and would be completely corroded away in about three or four days.

This was not a problem for Chu Ming, since it was only used for making fakes; he was only interested in its price.

You can exchange 100 points for a whole box of this simulated gold!

As for the remaining jewelry, he also found inexpensive replicas for sale in the mall. With the legend of the treasure already circulating, no one would suspect it was fake when they saw it.

Chu Ming casually spent some points to acquire dozens of boxes of treasure. It didn't matter; these points were all initial investments. Out with the old, in with the new.

After putting the items in his system inventory, Chu Ming quietly went to the beach under the cover of night.

With no one around, Chu Ming spread his wings and flew directly to the place where he had gone into the water that morning. He put on the miniature underwater breathing apparatus he had purchased from the system store and swam directly into the water toward the underwater palace.

Chu Ming crawled through the crack, lit a makeshift torch, and released the robot to carry it ahead.

Generally, underwater spaces that have not been entered for a long time are filled with gas. In the original story, there was no explosion when Xiaolan and the others entered, but since he is not the main character, it is still better to be careful.

Following the long passageway, we arrived smoothly at the tightly closed giant stone gate, where a skeleton lay at the entrance.

Chu Ming directed the robot to move the skeleton leaning against the door. Looking at the mechanism on the door, he took out a gun and a knife from his backpack. He had just 'borrowed' them from the museum on the island and would return them later after using them.

After the door opened, Chu Ming walked up the stairs to the boat. Hearing the creaking sound under his feet, he walked even more lightly, so as not to crush the three-hundred-year-old antique wood.

Once inside the cabin, Chu Ming successfully located the hidden storage area at the rear of the cabin using the system's scan. He arranged all the things he had bought in a deliberately messy manner, placing a large pile of glittering boxes in the corner. He also placed several wooden shelves against the wall, displaying some calligraphy, paintings, and books, and hid the prescriptions in a small box inside.

After preparing everything, Chu Ming cleaned up any traces of his presence, returned to the main gate to retrieve the gun and knife, and after the gate closed, moved the skeleton back to its original position. He then returned the borrowed gun and knife to the museum.

By the time he finished all that, it was already past midnight. He had everything prepared on stage; now all that was left was for the actors to appear.

He shook his wet hair, humming a completely off-key tune, and quietly opened his door. Just as he was about to leap onto the bed, he was startled by a dark shadow at the window.

He didn't even bother getting into bed. He twisted his body slightly in mid-air and rolled to the side of the bed to hide himself. The pistol in his system backpack also slid into his palm instantly.

"Who?"

'Snapped'

A dim, yellowish light spread out by the window, dispelling the darkness around the shadowy figure and illuminating its face.

—It's Gin.

He was standing by the window, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a lighter. The flickering flame of the lighter reflected in his eyes, dispelling the coldness in them.

"Where have you been so late?"

"..." After recognizing Gin, Chu Ming put the gun back in his pocket, turned around and turned on the room light. "Wait, are you pretending to be a statue in my room this late?"

The sudden burst of white light swept away the darkness, and Gin put away his lighter, continuing his question: "Where have you been so late?"

"Went for a night swim. Hmm—" Chu Ming leaned closer to Gin, "Tsk tsk, so concerned about me? This isn't like you, Gin. What are you planning to do in my room in the middle of the night?"

Gin pushed away Chu Ming's hand that was hooked on his shoulder, his killing intent palpable: "Rum just sent a message that the peripheral members lurking near the airport saw the FBI enter the country, and someone also saw Shuichi Akai."

“It’s about time. I had someone leak the location of that FBI agent beforehand. They’re coming into the country for two reasons: first, to rescue that woman, and second, they probably heard about the virus incident and are here to gather information.” Chu Ming wasn’t surprised. “You’re waiting in my room in the middle of the night because of that?”

Gin's expression turned even colder upon hearing this. He remained silent, simply turning on his phone and pressing a few buttons. A familiar voice rang out: "Gin's brain looks like it's suffering from dementia..."

Ok?

This voice sounds familiar.

The words they said sounded very familiar...

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What happened? Who was secretly recording this?

Chapter 567 Men Can't Be Reliable

Chu Ming immediately changed his tune: "Big brother, this person is definitely trying to sow discord between us. We can't tolerate this kind of behavior. Who sent it? I'll go beat him up for you!"

Gin, seeing that he didn't mention the authenticity of the audio recording and looked indignant and ready to avenge him, scoffed, "Vermouth sent it. Go ahead."

???

"This must be a slander! Vermouth must have deliberately impersonated my voice. You know she can fake her voice, brother!" Chu Ming suddenly realized something. "When I said that, Vermouth didn't even have time to record it. This must have been something she did afterward... um..."

Gin stared coldly at Chu Ming, leaving Chu Ming speechless. Then, with a defiant and reckless attitude, he said, "Yes! That's what I said! So what! Tell me if it's true or not! Are you just angry because you've been hit where it hurts?"

Gin laughed in fury, a cold smile curving his lips: "It's been a while since I've tested your skills. Looks like you've improved quite a bit lately?"

Chu Ming didn't really want to fight Gin. He heard from Vodka that Gin liked to stay in the training ground when he didn't have any missions lately, which was like adding fuel to the fire. Meanwhile, he had been neglecting his training lately. Although he had accumulated a lot of points, he had spent them on some strange and unusual things in the shop.

He'd definitely get beaten up in a game he was destined to lose! He wouldn't do that!

His face contorted in pain, he said with obvious remorse, "Think about it carefully. Can violence solve problems? You beat me every time you do it, but have I changed? Since beating me doesn't work, can't you think of some other way? You need to reflect on this!"

"...Is that so?" Gin was speechless, the few words seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "I think he didn't beat him enough."

Seeing that Gin's fist was clenched, Chu Ming quickly took two steps back and raised his hand to stop him: "Wait! I have something to say!"

"..."

Seeing that Gin remained silent, Chu Ming quickly interjected, "You can't make a move now!"

"I have a mission to do tomorrow! How can I do a mission if I can't get out of bed tomorrow! The organization's interests come first!"

"If I can't successfully complete the reconnaissance mission tomorrow, our operation to take down the FBI will have to be postponed! Once the mission is postponed, no one can predict what will happen next. If the operation fails as a result, and the FBI manages to obtain the organization's intelligence and leave, it will have a huge impact on the organization's future development!"

"If the organization's interests are damaged, its future development will likely be severely hampered, its growth will be hindered, its funding chain will break, and the boss's experiments will suffer a major blow! If something happens to the boss, the organization will cease to exist!"

"All of this started because of your ill-timed action tonight! You mustn't be foolish and become the organization's eternal sinner!"

Chu Ming spoke extremely fast, like a machine gun, bombarding Gin with a string of words in a short time.

"..." Gin was speechless for the first time. Granburch really had the potential to be a troublemaker. It felt like even slapping him was a favor to him.