Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Survival Handbook of the Science Fiction World Author: Twilight Smoke

Summary:

[No romantic pairing] [Black side] [May contain dark elements]

Chu Ming, a retired mercenary, is sent into the world of science fiction by the system. As long as there is a magnetic field and points, he can become stronger.

I thought I was just a nobody in the brewery, but I found out that I was actually quite valued in the organization.

However, this level of importance is a bit too heavy, and I can't bear it.

I can only relieve my stress by writing novels when I have nothing to do, but unfortunately I can only write them secretly.

What if we get discovered—

Fujino Chumei: Gin, I'm formally reporting Vodka! He wrote all of these! Look at these titles like "The Untold Stories Between Me and My Brother," "This Top Killer is a Bit Cold," and "Taking You Inside My Brother's Unknown Heart," etc. Vodka is the author of all of them!

Vodka: Granburg, is it polite of you to write a novel using someone else's code name? If you're so capable, start a story using your own code name! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Gin: Granburg, have your skills declined lately? Come to the training ground this afternoon and get a beating. Stop reading so much trashy novels. As for vodka…

Granbury: I know what to do with him. The boss wants to open a branch in Antarctica, so let's send him there to be in charge.

Vodka: You're a real dog!

Chapter 1 Time Travel

[A note at the beginning of the article:]

The main character is a gangster who enjoys himself. I'm a new author, and the first few dozen chapters might have been a bit rough around the edges, but I feel they'll improve later. I hope you'll all be forgiving. Please feel free to point out any problems! ( ????` )

"Melee DPS, retreat eight feet. Ranged DPS and healers, stand at point one. I'll pull the boss to point three. Watch out for the circles. It's down to 10% health. We can get through this wave!"

Chu Ming typed away furiously on the keyboard while shouting at the top of his lungs.

Chu Ming is an international mercenary who has retired from the business. After several years of ups and downs, he has enough money to enjoy an early retirement.

Every day I play games, watch dramas, have a cup of tea, a cigarette, and spend the whole day playing a dungeon.

The game he plays recently released a new version. Everyone is excitedly raiding and vying for the first kill, and as the leader of an unknown small raid group, he still has to have dreams.

At the urging of his teammates, he had been fighting in front of the computer for more than three hours. After countless team wipes, he was finally about to see a glimmer of victory.

Just as the boss was about to fall, Chu Ming's game character suddenly froze and couldn't move, and the game interface crashed with a "whoosh".

"Holy crap! I'm down! Hang in there, guys! Is the game designer having barbecue in the server room again?! This crappy server..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Ming stared in disbelief as a ball of light suddenly emerged from the computer screen, slowly engulfing the game icons on the screen, before wobbling out of the screen and smashing towards his head.

A distorted black hole suddenly appeared in the room. Before Chu Ming could react, he lost consciousness and was sucked into the black hole.

Beika Town

In the quiet alley, a man lay prone on the ground, a brown men's wallet lying not far away, thick bloodstains slowly spreading out like a vivid, decaying flower. Passersby at the alley entrance froze, as if a pause button had been pressed.

"Beep--Arrival at the target world, energy field covered. Host, number 1703 is at your service."

Chu Ming's consciousness floated in the air. He looked at the ground, glanced around, and said with considerable disdain, "San San, is this the small world you randomly assigned to me? Why didn't you choose a better body? This head-down position is too embarrassing. Won't it disfigure me?"

Yes, Chu Ming had transmigrated. The light sphere—which was actually the system that had accidentally fallen to Earth—inadvertently triggered a spacetime black hole during its time travel, inadvertently pulling Chu Ming, who was nearby, into the spacetime rift as well. The instant he was sucked in, his body was pulverized by the spacetime turbulence. The situation was critical. To atone for its mistake, the system expended energy to protect his consciousness. Because the barrier to the main world was too thick, it couldn't re-enter. Fortunately, he had no ties, so it didn't matter where he lived. Therefore, after discussing it with him, the system sent him to a nearby small world, leaving behind a subsystem to help him establish himself in the new world.

"No, my host, the way to enter the world is simply through consciousness possession. 1703 will scan the target NPC's body, copy his genes and carrier DNA for in vitro recombination, and use energy to build a new body for the host. There will be no problem of disfigurement."

"Okay, now tell me in detail what functions you have."

"Okay, host. The system needs energy to operate. There are three ways to obtain energy: First, you can intercept energy fluctuations by observing the mood swings of important NPCs in the current small world; second, you can obtain energy based on your participation in the small world's storyline; and third, you can absorb the residual life magnetic field of people after they die. The system's default mode has been adjusted to the game system according to your preferred game mode. The novice energy field will be deactivated in one minute. Please be prepared. Current world -- Detective Conan."

"Wait a minute, a schoolboy who dies? Bombs everywhere and strange killers who kill without warning, this world is too dangerous! Can I change my mind? I'm applying to go to a safe and peaceful world. My old bones can't take it anymore."

"No, host. I am just a subsystem and do not have the ability to cross the barriers of time and space. However, your body is made of energy. As long as there is enough energy, even the most serious injuries can be repaired. Moreover, life magnetic fields are the easiest to detect in this world. The system shop also sells items and skills, which can guarantee your safety to a certain extent. You can view your specific skill information in the character interface. Skills can be upgraded and strengthened through energy. *Beep* - Novice energy field deactivated."

The original corpse on the ground seemed to be erased bit by bit by an eraser, and a new body suddenly squeezed out of the void. Chu Ming suddenly felt weightless and dizzy. When he opened his eyes again, he was already sitting on the ground.

He curiously squeezed his hand; it was warm to the touch, without any flaws, and he couldn't sense anything unusual at all. It truly lived up to its reputation as high-tech from outer space.

Looking at himself from the system's perspective, a disheveled figure lay beside bloodstains that were already faintly congealing. Blood was still slowly seeping from the wound on his forehead, and blood meandered down the corner of his eye, making his fair and handsome face appear even paler.

Chu Ming propped himself up from the ground and leaned against the wall, picking up the wallet that had fallen to the ground and preparing to open it.

"Ah!!!" A piercing scream rang out at the alley entrance, and time, which had been paused by the system, resumed its flow. Clearly, the person at the alley entrance had just discovered the crime scene.

The screams sounded like some kind of summoning spell, and soon a small figure rushed in, followed by a little girl shouting, "Conan, slow down!"

Conan rushed into the alley, initially startled by the blood on the ground, but then relieved to see Chu Ming leaning against the wall, staring at him blankly. He quickly ran over, shouting, "Sister Ran, call an ambulance! Big brother, are you alright? How are you feeling? Did you fall from the building?"

Xiao Lan quickly came over to help Chu Ming up. She didn't expect to run into the protagonist so soon. Before she could figure out how to make up a lie, a system notification popped up just as she was about to use a cliché amnesia trope.

"You are Fujino Chumei, a computer science student at the University of Tokyo. Your parents were researchers for the Black Organization, but they died in a police raid after their undercover work was compromised. Wanting to avenge your parents, you joined the action team and became an outer member of the organization. Your teammate, Tanaka Ichiro, accidentally left a clue while cleaning up Gin's crime scene. The police followed the clue and raided a small organization stronghold. Fearing being eliminated by the organization, Tanaka Ichiro wanted to kill you first to silence you and frame you, leaving no evidence. So this afternoon, he tampered with the rooftop railing and pushed you off the building when he invited you up for a detailed talk."

???

Is Tanaka Ichiro simply being foolish, or is he treating Gin like a fool? Does he have some misunderstanding about the organization? They're not the police, they don't need evidence. Even if the organization couldn't find out who the missing clues were, they're just a few peripheral members; killing them all wouldn't be difficult. Does he think he can just run away after killing the original owner?

However, we can't make things worse. We need to get the main character away first, and then think about how to save our lives from Gin.

Chu Ming quickly stopped Ran Mouri, who was taking out her phone: "No need, miss, there's no need to call an ambulance. I just tripped and fell down from upstairs. I'm fine."

"Hey, hey... we can't ignore this." Conan glanced at the large pool of blood on the ground. Did it look like nothing was wrong?

Chu Ming didn't show it on his face, but he muttered to himself, "Aren't you the least qualified to say this? In the world of Detective Conan, what's this little injury? You were hit by a baseball bat like that and you're still running around like a madman."

"I'm really fine. I protected my vitals when I fell. The wound on my head looks scary, but it's just a superficial injury. I'll just go to the clinic to get it bandaged. There's no need to waste public resources."

"Seriously? A few stories high and you only have superficial injuries?" Conan subconsciously looked up at the building. There was a man in black peeking down from upstairs, his eyes meeting Conan's. He immediately looked away.

"who is it!"

Conan suddenly shouted.

Chu Ming was startled by Conan's shout.

Knock! Could it be that Tanaka Ichiro hasn't left yet? According to the rules of the Detective Conan world, the culprit usually likes to stay at the crime scene to investigate…

Chapter 2: Could they be their accomplices?

!!!

Conan's pupils widened suddenly: "Black clothes! Could they be their accomplices...?"

He shouted, "Sister Xiaolan, I'm going upstairs to check!"

Then he quickly went through the side door and rushed up the stairs. Chu Ming was stunned for a second, shocked by the little detective's speed. As expected of a famous detective who looks like a child but whose speed far exceeds that of ordinary people. Isn't the elevator more convenient?

Chu Ming, with the self-awareness of an injured person, pressed the elevator button.

"Hey, Conan, wait! Don't run around!" Just as Ran Mouri was about to chase after Conan, the elevator doors opened with a "ding." She silently stopped and followed Chu Ming into the elevator, pressing the button for the top floor.

Chu Ming tried to make conversation: "Hello, miss, my name is Fujino Chu Ming, a freshman in the Computer Science Department at the University of Tokyo. Was that little boy your brother?"

"Fujino-kun, I'm Ran Mouri. The child who just ran upstairs is Conan Edogawa, who's temporarily staying at my house. He's watched my dad solve cases a lot, so he likes to play detective games and might be a little mischievous..." Ran said a little shyly.

"It's alright, it's normal for kids to like running around. Is your father?"

"My father, Kogoro Mouri, is a detective."

"Ah! It's that famous detective. It seems Conan will become an excellent detective in the future."

"Not particularly famous, just that they've solved a few cases recently..."

As Chu Ming chatted with Ran Mouri, he stepped out of the elevator. Ichiro Tanaka, who had just appeared on the rooftop, was gone. Luckily, he wasn't stupid enough to wait on the rooftop for a face-to-face battle with the detective. Otherwise, given Conan's keen observation skills, Gin would probably have sent someone to the police station to silence him.

Chu Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. A series of hurried footsteps echoed down the stairs. Conan dashed onto the rooftop like a cannonball, then abruptly stopped, staring blankly at the two people on the rooftop, panting as he asked, "Ran-neechan, big brother, how did you get up here already?"

Chu Ming leaned over the railing and looked down, saying with a grin, "Because the big brother and big sister are superheroes, they can fly! We flew up here in a flash!"

"...Did you see someone dressed in black, big brother?"

Black clothes? Chu Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Conan didn't chase after the culprit because he suspected him. He probably developed PTSD from being hit by Gin and now assumes that anyone wearing black and acting suspiciously is a member of the organization. That's too stubborn.

"Yep."

Conan asked with a serious expression, "Did you see where he went, big brother?"

Chu Ming suppressed a laugh and pointed to himself: "Here."

As expected, it's a direct descendant of the organization; the original owner is also wearing black today.

"Hey, hey—" Conan couldn't help but feel annoyed. Is teasing kids this fun?

Conan suddenly frowned, walked forward, glanced at the broken part of the railing, gestured, and turned to ask, "Big brother, how did you manage to lean against such a lopsided railing?"

Chu Ming touched his head; the blood on his forehead had stopped flowing. "I'm not quite sure either. I just remember feeling stuffy in the room, so I decided to come to the rooftop for some fresh air. I was a little dizzy, so I just leaned against a railing. I didn't expect it to break because it was old and rusty."

The existence of Ichiro Tanaka cannot be revealed.

Conan squatted by the railing, looking at the tiny spots on the broken part of the railing, and his voice suddenly became serious: "Big brother, have you ever thought that your fall might not have been an accident?"

Huh? Seriously? Is Tanaka Ichiro really that incompetent? He managed to leave evidence with this? And he thinks he can clean up the operation team's tracks with this?

No, if we really send him to prison, the organization will probably start to suspect us. After all, even peripheral members of the organization would rather be dealt with by Gin than fall into the hands of the police.

"That's probably impossible. I only came to get some fresh air because I suddenly felt unwell. Who could have predicted that I would come to the rooftop today and do something beforehand? Besides, I don't have any conflicts with anyone."

"But big brother, look at the many spots and holes on the broken edge of this railing. It looks like it was corroded by strong acid. Do you usually like to come to the rooftop? Could someone know your habit and secretly set a trap? I suspect it was that man in black who was looking down just now!"

As expected of a detective, so sharp. But what could Fujino Chumei do? For his own life, he absolutely couldn't be reckless before he had enough strength. He could only deal with it for now.