In a crossover anime, do you believe that a machine spirit can defeat a fake human?

If Krueger really is a machine spirit born from a rifle...

Is it possible that other guns could also create 'Krukae'-style machine spirits?

P.S.: Kids, my driving instructor skipped me for two days straight, so I only have two days left to practice QAQ

Summer Vacation: Chapter 129 Shooting

If we include Kruka, there are two relatively obvious forms of machine spirits. One is a 'person' like Kruka, who has independent consciousness and can assist in combat. The second is a machine spirit that seems like a life form, but generally has low intelligence and cannot communicate, and is a "code or mechanical structure".

If we define the latter more broadly, we might understand the essence of our rapid progress in coding and engineering skills: there is someone pushing us forward.

Furthermore, if we were to make an even bolder assumption, any mechanical creation in daily life could respond to his 'call'...

The benefits that the latter can bring are immeasurable.

As for the former, Kroka's abilities have already been demonstrated. Chen Yi felt that if Kroka wasn't a machine spirit, then she should be a Stand like the one in JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.

If it really is a Stand like those in JoJo's Bizarre Adventure... then can she also 'level up'? But where would she get the insect arrows?

Chen Yi tapped his fingers lightly on the table, suddenly realizing that he hadn't yet maintained his other sniper rifle.

The gun is disassembled into parts, and the barrel and bolt are cleaned and maintained separately, removing carbon deposits, applying lubricant, and then reassembled while reciting a prayer.

...It was very quiet, with no particular reaction, which was within Chen Yi's expectations.

Since the previous RSH-12 was the same, Chen Yi guessed that it might require some special conditions to trigger.

"Kroos, what do you think?" Chen Yi looked at Kroos, who was sitting in the study.

"I don't know," Kroos shook her head.

......

"Team leader."

There was a knock on the office door, and a middle-aged man walked in, looking rather unwell.

"Sugiyama, what's wrong?" The person sitting in the office chair, addressed as 'team leader', looked up at him.

If Chen Yi were here, he would definitely recognize that this guy surnamed Sugiyama is the policeman he met last time.

Sugiyama slowly raised his hand, turned it around, and from the side, each of his five fingers showed a different degree of joint curvature.

"When did it start? Didn't you take the preventative medication after the battle?" The team leader paused for a moment, then immediately stood up and quickly walked to Sugiyama's side.

"Team leader, I took my pills in time." Sugiyama reached into his coat pocket with his other hand and took out a small medicine bottle.

The man called the team leader took the medicine bottle and carefully checked the production date on it.

Just then, the phone rang. He walked back behind his desk and picked up the landline receiver.

"The patient shows no signs of improvement? Why?" He looked at Sugiyama in shock, then looked down again to confirm.

"Who is the manufacturer that supplied this batch of blocking drugs? Is there a problem with the raw materials?" He picked up the top of the stack of documents on the table, randomly tore off a page, switched the earpiece to his left ear, and began to take notes.

He suddenly stopped writing, picked up the medicine bottle on the table, and carefully examined the manufacturer information on it.

"Sugiyama, I'm granting you leave. Come back whenever you feel better. You don't need a leave slip anymore. Also, go outside and tell Takeda to come in."

Put the medicine bottle back, the team leader ordered without looking up, holding the receiver between his shoulder and his left hand to take out his phone and start sending messages, while quickly jotting down a lot of information on a piece of scrap paper.

"Yes."

Sugiyama nodded and left the office.

......

"Corrosive wounds".

"Another corrosive wound?" Dr. Orange asked, his voice muffled.

The two people standing in front of the operating table were wearing unusually heavy protective suits and were observing the corpse in front of them through special masks.

"Senior, this..." Just as Ueno was about to say something, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Hey?"

Ueno put down the scalpel, pulled his hand back into his protective suit, fumbled for his phone, and turned on speakerphone.

"What? There's something wrong with the medicine?"

The two heard it clearly, but repeated it in disbelief. After hesitating for a moment, they immediately decided to stop the dissection experiment.

"Quickly." Dr. Orange was relatively calm. He directed the two of them to methodically lift the scarecrow's complete body into the sealed box and close the lid.

Leaving the laboratory and standing in the disinfection area, Dr. Tachibana clearly saw the unease in Ueno's eyes.

"Relax. Since we are still conscious and there is no obvious limb distortion, the drug may not have failed. It could be due to other reasons."

“Senior…” Ueno spoke after a moment of silence. Just then, the disinfection ended, and Dr. Tachibana stepped out, so he had no choice but to follow.

After removing the heavy protective suit, Ueno immediately began checking himself for any problems.

"Senior, there is no distortion in our bodies."

Ueno breathed a sigh of relief, a huge weight lifted from his shoulders.

"Then it's not a problem with the medicine, it's a problem with the scarecrow," Dr. Orange speculated.

"You mean... a variant?"

"Hard to say, I'd better work overtime tonight." Dr. Ju walked to the water dispenser, filled a glass with warm water, took off his glasses and placed them on top of the dispenser, then closed his eyes to rest.

......

"boom!"

"Ten rings, six shots all hit, time 461 seconds, congratulations, you've improved!" Chen Yi clapped.

"Thank you." Mai Sakurajima straightened up, took a bottle of water from the bag next to her, and sipped it slowly.

Chen Yi ejected the spent cartridge case, checked the condition of the chamber, inserted the new magazine, and found a stable position to hold his breath.

The 120m target was magnified under the high-magnification optical sight, and Chen Yi could even see the fine bullet holes on the target paper.

"boom!"

The vibration traveled to my shoulder, followed by a tingling sensation and a dull ache.

Pulling back the bolt, the spent cartridge ejected, and Chen Yi held his breath to aim for the second shot.

"I am..." "Bang!"

Someone was speaking, but their voice was drowned out by the whistling of the .50.

"?"

Pulling the bolt, the gun body still seemed to vibrate slightly due to the recoil.

The third shot, the fourth shot...

Six shots hit the target, four were within the nine rings, and two were within the eight rings, taking approximately one hundred and thirty breaths.

"Yi-kun's time is 311 seconds, that's amazing." Sakurajima Mai looked up at the screen and praised sincerely.

"It seems the commander needs to practice shooting more; this result is far from passing."

Kluke stood in the corner with her arms crossed and criticized.

Chen Yi nodded, took out two more magazines from the canvas bag next to him, and skillfully changed the empty magazines on the gun with one hand.

I am watching you.

Faintly, Chen Yi seemed to hear someone whispering in his ear again, and his hand hesitated for a moment before pulling the trigger.

"boom!"

Ten rings.

He immediately turned to look at Kroos and saw shock in her eyes.

He hadn't pulled the trigger yet.

"What's wrong?" Mai Sakurajima asked, puzzled.

"fine."

Chen Yi turned back, placed his hand on the lever, and then he no longer heard the faint whispering.

Summer Vacation: Chapter 130 Book Signing Event

November 5th, Wednesday.

Today is the day of Kasumigaoka Utaha's autograph session.

In front of the station, Chen Yi saw Kasumigaoka, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Good morning, so early today?" Chen Yi greeted him, but couldn't help taking a second look.

Contrary to her usual style, Kasumigaoka didn't wear a mid-length skirt and stockings. Instead, she wore more conservative trousers with a light jacket and frameless glasses, looking quite intellectual rather than her usual sexy self.

"Good morning, junior." Kasumigaoka nodded, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Don't be too nervous, just take deep breaths," Chen Yi said casually, noticing her tense shoulders.

"Um......"

"Good morning." Yukinoshita got out of the Mercedes right on time.

"Have fun." It was still Miss Yukinoshita driving today, and Chen Yi nodded in greeting.

"And Yuihama and Yotsuya, and..." Yukinoshita looked around, wanting to ask everyone if they wanted something to drink.

"I'm here."

Kato Megumi's voice rang out, appearing unexpectedly as always.

"Good morning! I'm sorry I'm late!" Yotsuya Miko rushed over, carrying a fishing tackle bag on her back and wearing a fisherman's hat, dressed like a fisherman.

"What's this?" Chen Yi pointed to the heavy fishing gear bag on her back. "Are you planning to go fishing this afternoon?"

"Mom got her gun license." Miko Yotsuya didn't say it outright, but everyone guessed it from that.

Chen Yi visually assessed the shape of the fishing tackle bag and roughly knew what kind of gun it was.

The M1A is a civilian semi-automatic weapon that fires full-power ammunition, sufficient for self-defense in most situations. Judging from the size of the fishing tackle bag, it is likely a shortened version of the SOCOM 16.

As for why I guessed this, just take a look at the best-selling rifle list when you buy bullets.

"Huh? Am I the last one to arrive again...?" Yuihama, who had deliberately left early, said with a sense of frustration.

"It's alright, Yuigahama-san arrived quite early too, half an hour earlier than the scheduled departure time," Kasumigaoka reassured her. "Then let's get to the station without further ado?"

"Do you have enough magazines?" Chen Yi asked, staring at the small fishing tackle bag.

“Well, I mainly use revolvers after all…” Yotsuya Miko replied. Her mother had given her the rifle before she left home. Although she was already proficient in using the RSH-12 and didn’t need it anymore, she couldn’t refuse her mother’s kindness.

"Uh, I'm so envious of the atmosphere of their discussion..." Yui whispered to Yukinoshita.

"It's not a topic for ordinary people to chime in on, is it...?" Kasumigaoka said somewhat awkwardly.

“I brought one too.” Kato Megumi leaned over, untied the drawstring of the canvas bag she had been carrying, and showed the two of them the MP5K inside.

The remaining three remained silent.

......

Chiba is quite a distance from Tokyo, but thanks to the excellent intercity transportation system, people can reach Akihabara in Tokyo by train in an hour.

“Kasumigaoka-sensei! Here, here, are these your friends?” Machida Sonoko was waiting at Akihabara Station early on, and waved high when she saw Kasumigaoka’s face.

Her gaze lingered on the people in the Service Department for a moment before finally settling on Chen Yi.

Chen Yi felt her gaze suddenly sharpen, and it even carried a hint of... gossip?

What kind of weird look is that?

"Yi-kun, is that Kasumigaoka-san's colleague? Her eyes seem quite rude." Sakurajima Mai noticed this keenly and nudged Chen Yi lightly with her elbow.

“I know…” Chen Yi lowered his voice. “But strictly speaking, that should be someone like an editor.”

This must be Machida Sonoko, right? With her short hair and office lady attire, there's no one else like her.

"Oh...should we get rid of her?"