StarTie Simulation: Aren’t you NPCs?

Chapter 291 Su Qingmei? Imitator!

With the experience of wandering around the Industrial Manufacturing Department last time, Wu Xuan and others arrived at Dongfang Qi's workbench very smoothly this time.

This was the time when the Industrial Manufacturing Company just started working. As soon as the three of them arrived at the workbench, they saw Dongfang Qi yawning as he came to work.

Dongfang Qi naturally noticed the three people standing in front of his workbench. His face was startled for a moment, and then it was filled with smiles.

"You three are here to get samples, right? They've already been made!"

As Dongfang Qi spoke, he hurriedly ran to the workbench and took out two...frames that were the same as the mold from the drawer under the table?

"Look, it's all here."

Wu Xuan nodded gently, picked up a sample from the table, and asked softly:

“How many variations can be satisfied?”

"About ten types. They can be transformed into various weapon frames. It's just that... more memory metal needs to be added when reforging."

Dongfang Qi replied.

At this moment, Su Qingmei picked up the frame that looked like a crossbow, and then took out a jade sign from somewhere and started inputting data.

After a while, as the sound of metal friction rang in the ears of several people, the mechanical frame in Su Qingmei's hand, which was like a crossbow, began to deform.

Under the gaze of everyone, this crossbow-like mechanical frame turned into a... revolver in the blink of an eye.

Wu Xuan was slightly stunned when he saw the pistol in Su Qingmei's hand, and then he subconsciously took out the revolver from his waist.

After a rough comparison, Wu Xuan discovered...the pistol in Su Qingmei's hand was no different from his own.

"Is this... a program designed to match the appearance of my weapon?"

Wu Xuan asked in surprise, with an imperceptible darkness flashing in his eyes.

Su Qingmei smiled and nodded at this moment, and said softly: "Just think of it as a way to repay Mr. Wu Xuan for helping me..."

"In addition, I also edited the models of shotguns and laser weapons..."

Su Qingmei raised her head while saying this, and what greeted her was not Wu Xuan's face with a slight smile, but a...

The black muzzle.

"Wu Xuan?! What are you doing?!"

Fu Xuan frowned and spoke loudly to Wu Xuan.

Dongfang Qi, who was standing aside, was also frightened and broke out in a cold sweat at this moment. He was a little confused about the current situation.

What was this? Did he want a piece of the action? Or was he angry because his weapon was used as a template without permission?

"Mr. Wu Xuan...? What are you doing...?"

Su Qingmei still asked with an "innocent" look on her face.

"Should I call you Su Qingmei? Or should I call you... the cultivator of the secret teachings of the King of Medicine? Or... the "imitator" of the Antimatter Corps?"

Wu Xuan asked in a cold voice.

From the moment this crossbow became his weapon, Wu Xuan discovered something was wrong.

He had only pulled out his gun once in front of Su Qingmei, and that was when he and Fu Xuan had just arrived at Zhu Ming's Xingcha Sea.

And at that time...Su Qingmei was being besieged by the virtual soldiers of the "Antimatter Legion". She was so frightened by those monsters that she squatted down with her head in her hands. How could she see the structure of her own gun?

Besides, his gun bag is not only covered by the windbreaker, but also slightly forward of the side of the body for easy drawing.

——How could a person who has been walking behind me see what my gun looks like?

My weapons are not some templated mass-produced firearms, how could they be copied so easily?

All of this...is the reason why Wu Xuan is now pointing his gun at Su Qingmei.

Feeling the coldness coming from her forehead, Su Qingmei's expression gradually became a little... strange, and finally became clear. After a while, she murmured:

"As expected of a sea patrol knight, your vigilance is different from those immortal boat people, tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

As soon as these words were spoken, Fu Xuan's eyes suddenly widened, and her little head was unable to understand what was going on for a moment.

The next second, a curtain of light appeared in front of her eyes.

[Side Quest: The "Imitator" was Exposed]

[Task Guide: Unknown]

[Mission Reward: "Special fuel for filling bullets" x1]

[Task penalty: none]

["Special fuel for filling bullets": a special fuel that can only be filled and fired under certain circumstances. ]

Seeing the light curtain suddenly pop up, Fu Xuan instantly realized that something was wrong. Then his eyes focused and he immediately entered a state of combat readiness.

Dongfang Qi looked at the three people in front of him who had become hostile for some reason with a look of horror on his face.

——He is the one who is really confused!

"Can you please not fight here? If the workbench breaks, I won't have a penny left of my salary..."

Dongfang Qi roared and cried in his heart.

At this time, "Su Qingmei" slowly raised her head, and her pretty face became a little distorted for a moment, but then returned to normal.

Looking at Wu Xuan in front of her, she sighed slightly.

"Ah...if you want to blame someone, just blame those guys who taught Medicine King Secret. They are useless...I couldn't stop you, otherwise I wouldn't have taken such a risk."

"Now that things have come to this, what else can I say? You can kill me, chop me up, or... hmph, it's up to you."

An ambiguous smile appeared on "Su Qingmei"'s face, and then she actually threw a coquettish glance at Wu Xuan!

Wu Xuan felt a chill in his heart when he saw this. He was originally a little hesitant, but now he had no hesitation at all.

boom--

With a gunshot, "Su Qingmei" fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the bloody hole on her forehead, foreshadowing the death of a life.

At this moment, Wu Xuan carefully wiped his gun and put it back into the gun bag.

Fu Xuan looked at Su Qingmei, who was gradually turning into a pool of black, smelly pus on the ground, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"What the hell is this?"

"The imitators of the Antimatter Corps have a high level of intelligence, even among normal humans, they are above average."

"They will pretend to be someone else to accomplish their goals, but..."

As Wu Xuan spoke, he picked up the mechanical frame that had been programmed, and then whispered:

"This guy...I'm afraid he wants to cut off the source of the trouble..."