Chapter 219 - 176: The Drone Fighter Group Form That Only I Can Control?

Then came a continuous volley of gunshots.

The shots weren’t loud, mingled with a crisp sound of something slicing through the air. They were rapid, almost melodious...

’This seems to be a small-caliber weapon issued by the police department?!’

But...

A loud thud on the ground was followed by a hysterical roar. "Fuck! When did you call the cops? Aaaahhh! Aahh!!!"

"...Don’t look back! Forward, full speed!" a calm and completely steady voice suddenly rang out from behind the car, without any warning whatsoever...

Lu Muxue: "???"

Madam Xue: "!!!"

’This... Isn’t that Chu Bamboo’s voice?!’

Madam Xue forcibly suppressed the urge to turn around, but Lu Muxue couldn’t hold back. Still, not daring to act like the useless sidekick in a novel who never follows instructions, she could only ask timidly, "How... are you in our car?"

"I’m not!" Chu Bamboo’s voice held a hint of speechlessness. "Alright, take the turn up ahead. Once you can’t see that person, you can turn around."

’Right now, the killer is going all out, showing off her Extraordinary Power. If these two turn around... they’ll probably be treated to Li Kang’s special memory-wipe package later!’

Instantly, Madam Xue slammed on the accelerator, executing a Divine Dragon Tail Whip.

Chu Bamboo: "..."

’Damn it! You almost gave me a heart attack. I was so afraid you were going to crash right into the stone bollard! And burst into flames again.’

Lu Muxue couldn’t wait to turn around. The intimate nickname ’Ah Zhu’ was already on the tip of her tongue, but the words caught in her throat. Dumbfounded, she even rubbed her eyes instinctively. "Wait, what is... What the hell is this thing?!"

"Don’t be so dramatic!" Madam Xue’s brow furrowed slightly as she sighed to herself. ’This daughter of mine still needs so much training. How can she lose her composure like this in front of the man she fancies?’

’Only a dignified, poised, and well-bred young lady can win the heart of her beloved! Once you’ve caught him in your gentle web, then you can show your true colors.’

"Thank you so much for your help this time, Mr. Zhu! But the way you moved so silently... Um, that must be Kung Fu, right? I’ve heard people talk about it! I never expected—no, I should say, of course you’re a Kung Fu expe—" She casually glanced back, and her expression froze solid. "Wait... What the hell is that thing?!!"

At that moment, the mother and daughter’s expressions were surprisingly identical—a look of utter disbelief, as if they were questioning their very existence.

Seeing this, Chu Bamboo could only reflect, ’No wonder they’re mother and daughter.’

What met the mother and daughter’s eyes was a drone, its entire body radiating a strange, flowing light. It rested silently on the trunk of the sports car.

"It’s a drone. Don’t tell me you’ve never seen one?" Chu Bamboo’s tone was casual.

"A drone? How can it change color? And... and... how can it just be sitting there!" Madam Xue’s eyes glazed over. It was precisely because she knew so much that she couldn’t comprehend it. "How are you controlling it?"

"Wait a minute," Madam Xue realized belatedly, her voice filled with disbelief. "You weren’t here before... so how did you fire the gun?"

Madam Xue was completely baffled. She had clearly been thinking too much, to the point where her brain seemed to be on the verge of crashing.

Chu Bamboo: "???"

’Can’t security drones shoot? No way... Logically speaking, the Police Chief Bureau shouldn’t hide things like this from you... right?’

Hm?!

Chu Bamboo suddenly came to a realization. After a brief silence, he looked back at another screen.

At that moment, the killer was being swarmed by drones. Attack drones were picking her off with precision from afar, tearing open one wound after another.

"Aah!" The killer roared hysterically, swinging her dagger with all her strength. She actually managed to slice through several small-caliber bullets, but it was useless. There were simply far too many security drones targeting her.

Blood trickled down from her wrists, cheeks, and calves. Realizing she had no chance of turning the tables, her face filled with terror as she fled toward the distant river, hoping to escape by diving in—

In the next instant, a shot from an attack drone pierced her chest. The terrifying force of the impact sent her tumbling across the ground. She gasped for breath. Then, every hair on her body standing on end, she frantically rolled over again just as another bullet tore through the spot where she had just been lying.

She coughed violently, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Monsters! Monsters! How could this be... An Artifact of an ancient Divine Being has come to life..."

The killer was short, with a pretty, doll-like face and a graceful figure. Her large, bright eyes were now filled with panic and terror. She kept muttering to herself... as if she’d seen a ghost.

...

「Inside Nuwa Base.」

Chu Bamboo sank into deep thought. He first disconnected the drone’s communication link with Lu Muxue’s car. Then, while watching the drones continue their precision takedown of the killer under Nuwa No. 17’s control, he asked, "Hey, Nuwa No. 17, let me ask you something... How do patrol officers normally use these drones?"

He was beginning to realize that something was very wrong...

Almost in the next breath, Nuwa No. 17 pulled up a new feed on the lowermost screen.

On it, Li Kang’s face appeared. He wore a serious expression as he fiddled with a controller, operating a security drone while muttering a stream of curses.

"What is this piece of junk! It’s huge and completely useless... Isn’t it just for taking pictures anyway? Why’d they assign this crap to us..."

"Wall Announcements, take a note. Next time, tell HQ... when they assign us drones, to give us the palm-sized ones! They’re all just for reconnaissance anyway. This thing is so clumsy. When I try to get pictures of criminals, they spot it from a mile away and take off..."

Wall Announcements scribbled frantically. "Right! Right... But I think they assigned it to us precisely because it’s not easy to use..."

"Shut your trap!" Li Kang reamed out Wall Announcements. He’d been wrestling with this drone for a long time and was obviously full of pent-up anger. "One more word out of you and you can fly it! Son of a bitch, this thing is a nightmare to control... and they had the gall to tell me that if I break it while flying, crash it, or bump it into something, there are no returns! For repairs, we have to find a Moisture Teaching technician and pay out of our own pocket? I’ll be..."

Chu Bamboo: "..."

Unbelievable.

’Fine, fine, fine. So this is how you people use security drones?!’

Chu Bamboo’s scalp went numb. It was hitting him now. It was like they had dug up and fixed a smartphone, but only used it to make phone calls—even when today’s transparent crystal phones could project a virtual screen!

’In their eyes, these huge security and attack drones were apparently used in the exact same way as ordinary, miniature civilian drones...!’

’In fact, that’s probably why they preferred the smaller civilian drones—after all, in the city, it seemed everything had a wireless charging function. So, with no power issues to worry about, a smaller drone was harder to spot, easier to control, and less likely to crash into a wall and break.’

"No wonder. I was thinking, if they’re so damn good and useful, and can even charge automatically within the city..." Chu Bamboo glanced at the charging indicator—full bars with a lightning bolt—and grumbled, "why would they just be left in a warehouse collecting dust!"

"Wait." Chu Bamboo thought of another problem. "Nuwa No. 17, let me ask... since they don’t even know how to fire them, if I run out of bullets... where do I get more?"

’It’s not possible that no one knows how... Who loads the ammunition, then?’

Nuwa No. 17 entered a deep processing state. After a full twenty-seven seconds, it finally answered, "Proceed to the Nuwa No. 17 main base in the First District. It has an automated ammunition assembly function. However, authorization is required for an approved configuration."

Chu Bamboo: "..."

’Oh, it’s fully automated. Okay, never mind then.’

’Wait a minute!’

"...You have a Nuwa No. 17 main base?!" Chu Bamboo’s face was a mask of disbelief. ’Wait, you mean there are several of you in the same city?’

’Then in the entire Daqian Dynasty... just how many sub-bases do you have?!’