Enforcer's Handbook

The hover car with the logo of the counter-intelligence department slowly drove away from the sky above the prosthetic hospital. Looking down through the window, evening was coming soon. The skyscrapers were still full of busy company people. After experiencing various changes, , this city still seems to have not changed much.

The first area is still the first area.

Slowbird is still the same Slowbird.

"Does it hurt?"

Lu Xiang gently stroked Song Lan's stent-mounted nose with his left hand. Looking at his grinning face, he suddenly felt a little funny.

"better."

"The bridge of my nose is broken. It will hurt for at least five days."

"I've already thought about it."

When she was going downstairs after the medical treatment, Song Lan had already made plans for the next few days. "From today on, I will stay in bed and not be able to get out of bed."

Just as the weather is getting cooler, it would be a good idea to blend in with the warmth of your bed.

Five days is not long, nor is it short, so the best way to deal with an injury is to lie in bed for three to five days, sleeping in total darkness. The pain will pass quickly in sleep, and after the recovery period, he will be back again. He's a good man.

The most dangerous street gangster in District 1 has been wiped out, and he no longer has to worry about being attacked by gangsters on the way home from get off work.

It is foreseeable that in the next hundred years, no one will hide in the dark, treat him as an imaginary enemy, and act with the goal of defeating him.

"Yes, you won't be needed for the rest. They have locked the location of all the Devourers. After losing the 'Father God', His descendants have all fallen into a state of confusion."

It turns out that the thought link is a huge scam. The consciousness of those individuals is still connected to these "receivers", but the person who gave them orders no longer exists.

The dark energy cube is the last trace left by the "New God" in this world.

Although he already had the answer in his heart, Lu Xiang still asked symbolically, "What do you plan to do with the heirs of the Gene Lord? This is a rare opportunity."

RT1 does leave some incredible legacy.

Those who control the mind link are equivalent to holding the whole world in the palm of their hands. Under the leadership of Zero, the old Council has collapsed, and the shadow that has shrouded the coalition government has gradually dissipated. Now, everything is waiting to be done. when.

“If you use this legacy properly, you can really change the world into what you want it to be.”

The afterglow of the setting sun painted a charming picture in the distant sky. The airships from higher altitudes began to operate, and the colorful brilliance added a different color to the picture.

This "final battle" is both the end of old grievances and the prelude to a new era.

Perhaps the only person that the other party didn't expect was Song Lan who finally left the past and moved towards the future.

"For example, you can vigorously promote your salted fish theory and make the whole world fall into laziness. By the way, you can also freely regulate your working hours and legalize absenteeism."

"It's still free."

Song Lan's face was full of resistance, "I've always been curious about how someone would really aim to rule the world."

In his opinion, this was clearly a form of torture.

"Then you have to think clearly. There is only one chance. Once these 'receivers' are damaged, there is no possibility of repairing them."

For those who are still active in the "outside world", their answer is always only - in the past few decades, they have been trying their best to get rid of the control of the coalition government, and freedom has become a goal that many people are willing to sacrifice their lives for. creed.

"But when you said it, I remembered it. How did you say that old saying?"

"Um?"

"Oh, yes, there must be a Gene Master."

Song Lan said.

The social system of the Lord of Genes and its creations is different from humans or artificial intelligence. They have always followed the law of the jungle. The superiors have absolute control over the inferiors. Even their thinking is highly concentrated, and their concepts are like individual insect swarms. Like the master brain, once the control of the gene master is lost, these descendants of the gene master scattered around the world will form a threat that cannot be ignored in the chaos and instinct.

In order to prevent them from having to solve the crisis of various aberrations in the next ten years or so, Song Lan felt that it was necessary for them to elect a new genetic master.

And he already had a suitable candidate in mind, "The Devourer we picked up in the wild is good. Not only did Xiao Tun withstand the test this time, but his willingness to learn will allow him to surpass his 'Father God' sooner or later." , leading the ethnic group towards a glorious future."

"That leaves one last question, where are you going to put them?"

According to the intelligence obtained by the counter-intelligence department these days, the Gene Master was prepared for a long-term war. Before implementing the plan, it created a group of offspring who were specialized in fighting in various environments. Some of them were so huge that Like a tall building, and covered with weapons that can kill people at any time.

Even if the new Gene Master can suppress them and prevent them from attacking humans, people will definitely not be able to live with these abnormal creatures day and night.

And this is also the historical legacy they left in District 17.

As the Devourer grows and grows, creatures like it are destined not to live in the garbage dump forever. Even if it has changed under the influence of Song Lan, its genes still have the code of development, reproduction and even invasion. genes.

The most labor-saving solution is to gather together these creatures that have lost their "father god" and destroy them together. The resistance army and the Barossa Group have also made corresponding preparations.

"The last time I went to the psychic research institute, Jiu inspired me...Old Lu, do you still remember the way to open the upper world?"

Jiu confused him with the fellow countryman and revealed the other person's plan to rebuild the upper world.

Perhaps this is the promise that fate has made to him.

After the advent of the new era, the lost upper world will be rebuilt, and the spiritual fire will once again bear brilliant fruits.

"It happens to have been uninhabited for a long time. If we send them there, we might be able to create a civilization that belongs to them there."

"You can give it a try."

Lu Xiang felt that Song Lan could always come up with some unexpected and clever ideas, "However, you should know the possible consequences of doing so, right? Once they are given the opportunity to live and reproduce, sooner or later they will create their own civilization." "

And this was the trigger that led to the battle between the church and the mechanical believers in the past.

When those who firmly believe that they are walking on the right path meet, they will take up arms to defend the "justice" in their minds.

Perhaps in more than ten years, the descendants of the Devourers will return here as missionaries to promote their civilization to people.

Although RT1 failed, the knowledge it left behind will definitely be used by artificial intelligence.

And psionics.

Her legacy blossomed in the "outside world", making it another breeding ground for cultivating psychics.

Gustave said that when all this settles, he may return to his hometown, that barren and backward town, and become a teacher.

Prior to this, Qi Yun, who had survived more than 20 years ago because of the butterfly flapping its wings, was one step ahead of everyone and started researching the nature of psychic energy.

They resolutely oppose the inhumane methods of Wisteria Academy and Psychic Research Institute. Now the organization has begun to take shape, with corresponding institutions set up everywhere in the "outside world". In addition to teaching and guidance, they also shoulder another mission - to eliminate People's jealousy and fear of psychics try to heal the scars left by the "witch hunt" as much as possible.

This is destined to be a long and difficult journey, but more and more people have become one of them.

Outside the coalition government, things are changing every day.

The long-standing worries of the commentators are destined to come true. This empire is destined to step down from the "throne" one day. But if not, they will not seek medical treatment in a hurry and believe in the new era promised to them by fate.

"I remember the old saying also said that kingship has no eternity."

The corners of Lu Xiang's mouth raised slightly, "Now even 'destiny' has disappeared. No one can predict the future anymore."

This stupid bird always says some "old sayings" that she heard from nowhere, and sometimes she also keeps some of them in mind.

After much thought, she felt that only Song Lan could withstand these temptations.

"There is never any destiny."

Song Lan leaned on the soft seat of the hover car and narrowed her eyes.

He strongly requested Lu Xiang to add this soft pillow. H1 and the counterintelligence department were just across the street. It had long been one of his habits to rub against Lu Xiang's hover car.

"You can think of him as a boss who keeps painting pie for employees, telling you that as long as you do what he says, you will get many benefits, and his promises may come true one day, but in the end All for himself.”

Whether it was wanting to get his abilities in the past, or now promising everyone the arrival of a new era.

This is in line with what has been widely circulated by the coalition government.

Here, the company always wins.

"If you put it that way, you have actually overthrown a sinister boss."

"It can also be understood that this is really a great achievement, so I decided to reward myself with a sleep."

Song Lan's squinted eyes were completely closed.

He has never been a worrier, and he will not worry about the uncertainty of the future. It is purely to create anxiety for himself.

Lu Xiang stared at him for a long time. After his breathing stabilized and he fell asleep completely, he let Song Lan lean on his shoulder.

There is still a long time.

The future is longer.

…

Not long after I got home, my cell phone rang urgently.

Above are familiar yet confusing names.

Mr. Weeks, the secretary, returns to the battlefield.

Through the phone, you can hear the other party's uncontrollable excitement. He proudly described his "ultimate double undercover" tactics on the phone.

Weeks claimed that his resignation from the council was all a cover-up, and his purpose was to confuse Zero and take the opportunity to get close to her to steal first-hand information.

And just now, he brought what happened under the Military Technology Building back to the Council. He also discovered Zero who had fallen into a coma, and used ingenious reasons to open up the "Desolate Bones" and control the betrayer. into his own hands.

The anesthetic can last for a long time, enough for him to help the council complete this unprecedented "restoration plan."

Although he was not present at the time, he was the one who brought military technology to Song Lan.

Later, more than one person witnessed Song Lan taking the elevator back to the first floor, and the prosthetic hospital also pulled up surveillance video of Song Lan holding her nose and receiving treatment.

All signs proved one thing - Song Lan won.

Even though the latter left without making any noise, the fact that he was still alive said everything. He also coordinated the dispatch of the Security Bureau's investigation team, and what they found under the military technology building proved all of Weeks's guesses.

The mastermind hiding behind Zero has been completely finished, and now is the time for them to sound the horn of counterattack.

"And you, Minister Lu, you are the sword of the Council! I hope you can come to the counterintelligence department immediately. I need to discuss the next strategic deployment with you! By the way, there is also Mr. Song Lan, Please tell him on my behalf that the Council would like to express its most sincere condolences for his injury, but we believe that for a brave and fearless warrior like him, a broken nose is not a serious injury at all, and he will be able to recover immediately. Return to the battlefield."

Weeks seemed to have completely forgotten the freezing process of his relationship with Song Lan some time ago. He kept talking, "We must get rid of Zero's remaining forces in one go. This is definitely the first step. The coalition government will definitely do it." The two will be awarded the Gold Medal, which symbolizes peace, and their names will certainly be engraved on the monument to the heroes of the coalition government."

A new boss has appeared!

Lu Xiang was very good at drawing pie, but Lu Xiang, who had already experienced the baptism of the workplace, threw his cell phone on the bedside table after hearing the second sentence, letting Weeks's chattering voice fill the entire bedroom.

For the first time, she understood the benefits of Song Lan's idea.

It is impossible to work overtime.

However, Song Lan, who was lying on the bed at the moment, was contrary to his past opinions. He stared far away and kept trying to warn Lu Xiang with his eyes about the importance of work - especially during this critical period.

The main reason that made him do this was that after he woke up, he suddenly found that his whole body was covered with white bandages and he was unable to move on the bed. This time, he could not even make a sound from his mouth.

In Lu Xiang's words, she also learned some first aid techniques at Daystar, and these were necessary measures for Song Lan's better recovery.

"...Minister Lu, are you listening?"

"I am listening."

The sky was getting dark, and Lu Xiang's eyes were filled with light.

She bent down, placed her hands on both sides of Song Lan's neck, and licked her lips.

"What do you think?"

"I have a stomachache today and am calling in sick."

The last big plot is over. The main text should be finished tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Thank you readers for your continued companionship~

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Small theater its three hundred and sixty-one:

A certain day of a certain year, a certain day, a Wednesday, in the evening

Guan Lili spent perhaps the loneliest day in her life.

The specific situation was that she was sitting alone in the corner of the seat. When the melodious and sweet music started, her chin rested on her folded arms and she looked at the scene on the dance floor through the clear red wine in the goblet.

She saw Lu Xiang and Song Lan dancing in unison, and suddenly, an indescribable feeling of loneliness came to her heart.

In the past, she rushed to District 2 to find a job alone, and she had never felt this way when she was running around in a city she was unfamiliar with.

However, Guan Lili has never been a person who is immersed in depression. As the light and shadow in the cup change, she has a lot of thoughts.

Finally, a flash of inspiration flashed through her brain.

A sinister smile appeared on her grinning lips.

Decided!

She has found her future direction!

Things here come to an end, and she will return to Kolo Films and embark on a journey to pursue tragic beauty.

Sure enough, those tragic arts in which the male and female protagonists end up separated by yin and yang are more memorable.

From now on,

Please call her love warrior!