Enforcer's Handbook

Rickett once again showed his tenacious vitality.

In less than half an hour, his injuries were almost recovered. This was also the first time Lu Xiang saw his nominal envoy.

In Song Lan's words, everyone has their own differences, and the characteristics shown by Rickett are strong resilience, especially resistant to beatings, coupled with his courage to face "corruption", which makes him The Cult of Life has created a great story.

Don't underestimate this talent.

If placed in the current popular works, a hot-blooded and invincible little strong physique would be the standard protagonist template. And for the oasis in the current political crisis of survival, Ricote is indeed like a "protagonist" who will all the survivors. The protesters all united together, and under his call, people in other cities regained hope.

The only thing that surprised Lu Xiang was that she underestimated her fame in Oasis.

When Rickett revealed her identity in public, the crowd was in uproar.

An outsider from the Coalition brought hope to people in perhaps the most coalition-averse land in the world.

The name Lu Xiang and the identity of the law enforcer supervisor are nothing short of legendary in Root City.

There are many legends circulating among the people that are difficult to distinguish between true and false, which gives her a high status in the hearts of local people.

"Is she famous in the oasis?"

The voice of "Nothing" sounds a bit sour. Logically speaking, among the three of them, he has been around the "outside world" the longest. But if you asked Lao Xu who he was in Lute City, I'm afraid he would only be from the Shengjian restaurant. Only regulars can answer.

Lao Xu, he's the one who adds sand to the pancakes.

Because of this incident, Laoxu Shengjian has become one of the local specialty snacks. After all, the store owners in the past did not add sand to the food no matter how cheap the ingredients they used.

That's not exactly a good reputation.

In Lao Xu's view, this was tantamount to naked slander.

He just made the pan-fried food taste like it had sand in it, but he didn't actually put sand in it.

"What, Lao Xu? You haven't even heard of Director Lu's name?"

A regular customer of Lao Xu Shengjian emerged from the crowd. This old man took the initiative to play the role of explanation, "Director Lu is the only person the brotherhood is afraid of. Let me tell you this, more than half a year ago, Director Lu In the 17th District, gang members were arrested, including several members of the Brotherhood. Everyone thought that the Brotherhood was going to go to war with the 17th District, but guess what? In the end, they didn't even dare to fart, and they were caught People are still in jail!”

With this speed of speech and this ups and downs of tone, "Nothingness" definitely doesn't give the uncle an Allegro, which is really a bit unfair.

The locals in Oasis were used to seeing the brotherhoods dominating others. Even Lira's government officials looked down upon those lawless gang members, but they did not dare to go to District 17 to cause trouble for Lu Xiang.

District 17, as a border city, was originally the main source of "goods" for the Brotherhood. However, since Lu Xiang took office, they had to shift many of their businesses elsewhere.

The uncle clasped his hands together and used the prayer gesture he learned from somewhere, "The God of Life said that Director Lu is the one who will end the rule of the Brotherhood."

“Don’t leave everything to the God of Life.”

"Nothingness" is very sure that the God of Life did not say that, "What's more, the leaders of the Brotherhood have been confirmed dead, they are no longer a threat...Old Song, don't just watch, also say a few words." "

“May the God of life guide your path.”

Song Lan also imitated the uncle's gestures, and the two bowed to each other in tacit understanding.

This behavior had an immediate impact, making him a "promising young man" in the eyes of the uncle, and he looked at him differently.

"Why are you also making noise with them?"

"Old Xu, I can tell from one glance that you have never been in the workplace. Talking nonsense to others is the basic quality of a working man."

This is Song Lan's secret to dealing with interpersonal relationships.

He could talk to anyone in any department, and even after his relationship with his supervisor was exposed, no one felt jealous.

Old Song,

Lao Song is a good young man.

Apart from being a bit weak in fighting, there is almost no fault to be found.

Coupled with the active publicity of CP lovers led by Valian through romance novels, this matter became the ending that everyone expected.

"Being too serious is a taboo in interpersonal communication."

Song Lan never cared about this. Even if the old man said that Lu Xiang was the incarnation of Eamon and then performed an impromptu rap, he would not refute him. He continued, "That's why you can never find a girlfriend." .”

"This is a completely irrelevant topic, right? And why have you become so aggressive all of a sudden? You, you are such a bad guy!"

"Nothingness" suddenly thought of his trump card, crossed his arms over his chest, and had a winner's smile on his face.

"I'm going to find Lao Lu. I wish you a good time."

There were obviously no offensive words, but a smile of "emptiness" solidified on his face.

After leaving these words, Song Lan really turned around and left, leaving him alone.

You see, this is why he doesn't advocate romance between teammates.

It was obvious that the three of them were an indestructible team, but the other two got involved when he wasn't paying attention.

Lu Xiang once again showed her work attitude. When Song Lan came in, she was discussing with Rickett how to find all the cultists who had sneaked into the survivor team.

The situation in other cities is not optimistic. After they sacrificed some people with lofty ideals, they took advantage of people's fanaticism to seize the right to speak.

In fact, as long as he stayed away from Song Lan, Lu Xiang could show his 100% work attitude.

"The biggest difficulty now is that our manpower is really limited and we don't know anything about the situation in other cities. Taking rash actions will only put ourselves in danger."

Ricote analyzed the current situation.

The followers of "Corruption" saw this clearly, so they unscrupulously spread the photos taken during their sacrifices in the group, showing off their trophies to him.

He suffered a big loss this time. Although "corruption" cannot kill him, it can restrict his movements in many ways. For those who cannot recover from their wounds, once they are killed by cultists, they will never be able to recover again. The opportunity came.

Even if some survivors do bravely go to other areas, the most likely thing that will happen is that they will be plotted by cultists and eventually be sacrificed in a cruel way.

He was puzzled, "Why would they trust those cultists when it is clear that the God of Life will save this country?"

The sudden appearance of giant trees in Lira is the best proof. Experts clearly stated that the fruits produced by the giant trees can cure the plague. The only thing they have to do now is to protect themselves. They believe that Lira's top medical team can develop special medicines based on the fruits. , or distribute the picked fruits to every survivor.

However, many people believe in the sacrificial ritual proposed by the cultists, believing that only through the sacrifice of innocent people can the interests of everyone be preserved.

Song Lan took the initiative to interject, "This is actually easy to understand. For example, if you are a terminally ill person, then someone suddenly appears and tells you that you only need an apple to cure even the top doctors in this country. Will you believe him when he cures diseases?"

"...If this is the guidance of the God of Life, I will believe it."

"But in fact, a day ago, they were not believers in the God of Life."

Ricote may believe in the existence of the God of Life from the bottom of his heart, but now those outside who are shouting the name of the God of Life just place their hopes on this god who can indeed bring benefits to them.

"So if you put it another way, if that person tells you that after the medical team's day and night research, they successfully extracted a certain trace element from apples. This trace element can be used to cure this infectious disease. However, because of the current Manpower and resources are limited, and each specific medicine needs to be paid 15,000 watts. How credible is this?"

“Rich people will snap up miracle drugs.”

15,000 watts is enough to become a watershed between different classes.

For the wealthy people in the oasis, this is not even pocket money, but it can easily overwhelm a family living in a border city.

"The version of the story provided by the cultists is that the severity of this epidemic has reached a point that cannot be measured in terms of money. Only noble and fearless sacrifices may have the slightest chance of attracting the attention of the God of Life, allowing her to Bless the people who gave the oasis.”

Ricote fell silent.

He had to admit that if he hadn't encountered "corruption" and learned about the other party's conspiracy, he might have chosen to believe it.

He had already made up his mind when he climbed the bell tower. If the whisper told him that his sacrifice could save the oasis, he would do so without hesitation.

"This follows the principle of equivalent exchange."

Even though the Dark Age has long since ended and the church has disappeared in the long river of history for several years, the ideas they left behind are still firmly rooted in everyone's heart.

If you want to gain the attention of the gods, you must pay a price, and this price is often painful.

The greatest good news that cultists bring to believers is to tell them that this painful price can be borne by others. All they have to do is to symbolically shout the name of the God of Life a few times.

"Exchanging life for life makes the deal seem much more reasonable."

The customs and customs of the oasis determine that no one will believe that there is a free lunch in this world. People here have a deep-rooted understanding that those who claim to provide you with free medical services when you are terminally ill are probably interested in you. Certain body parts.

Song Lan shrugged, "No one believes there are good people in this world these days."

But Lu Xiang is exactly such a person.

When she used the scraps to create the giant tree, she didn't consider Apple's pricing at all, and there was no bonus or subsidy for this business trip.

There is no benefit, but it puts yourself in danger.

So being a righteous partner is not a good career choice.

But she said that if she wanted to fight against evil, she would definitely fight the evil forces to the end. This was the case before she met him.

"Everyone hopes to meet a single-minded god or head of law enforcement, but few people hope to become them."

There once was a halo-blessed law enforcer in District 17.

Captain Kate, whom Doug longed for, became a member of the missing list before Lu Xiang came to District 17.

Because of this, Song Lan felt that this behavior needed his strong support.

"It seems you have great ideas."

Lu Xiang looked at him straightly, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Based on her understanding of Song Lan, whenever this stupid bird talks, it means that he has thought of a countermeasure, and this series of behaviors can be understood as a salty fish's self-struggle.

As a salty fish who never stands up even if he can lie down, Song Lan is looking for a suitable reason for his subjective initiative.

In this way, it will not violate the "Salted Fish Cultivation Manual" written by him.

"As you mentioned just now, it is impossible for us to allocate manpower to every city now. Not only will they not be able to solve the problem, they are also very likely to be plotted by cultists."

Song Lan paused and said, "Then just change your thinking and let all the cultists come to us."

"Let them come to us? But how to achieve this?"

Rickett's thoughts were like a mess, and using his brain was indeed not his area of ​​expertise.

"You go spread a message and tell everyone that the God of Life is preparing an unprecedented ritual. Once this ritual is completed, not only will the infectious disease sweeping the oasis dissipate immediately, but the souls of those who died due to the infectious disease will also return to this place. world."

On the way here, Song Lan glanced at the notification on her phone.

Although the infectious disease is currently under control, it is conservatively estimated that more than 40% of the population in the oasis has died from infection.

If this were a war, simply driving away disease would hardly be a victory.

"The dead are resurrected!?"

Ricote stood up from his chair in shock.

"This must be an extremely complicated ritual that requires meticulous and meticulous arrangements. If you want to bring the soul of the deceased back to this world, every detail must not be deviated. Once an accident occurs, not only will the ritual fail, but life will also The gods will also be counterattacked, so you need to select the most trustworthy people from the crowd to help you complete the ceremony in secret."

"The God of Life will also suffer backlash? What kind of ritual is this?"

"It doesn't matter what kind of ritual this is. Important cultists will definitely try their best to find out the secrets about this ritual."

Song Lan said, "Once they know the truth, no cultist can refuse the opportunity to severely damage the God of Life, which is enough to make them famous in history."

"I seem to understand."

Ricote realized something, "You want to use their tricks to deal with them!"

"Remember, the more complex the ritual and the more careful the confidentiality, the easier it will be for them to believe."

…

Ricote left.

He strides forward with unprecedented enthusiasm.

Just now, Lu Xiang once again witnessed Song Lan's fraud.

"Now that the serious business is over, it's time to talk about something else."

"Um?"

"Did you just say that I am stubborn?"

She stood up and walked towards Song Lan aggressively.

An ominous premonition came to Song Lan's mind.

"Wait a minute, Lao Lu, that was-"

"I know."

The expected punishment session did not come. Lu Xiang stood on tiptoes and gently hugged the person in front of her. Her lips were close to the other person's earlobe, and her warm breath penetrated into Song Lan's ears, "Always. ,Thanks for your hard work."

Small theater its two hundred and eighty-eight:

Thursday, a certain day, a certain year, a certain month, in the evening

Years later, how should the children of Yangtao view her nickname?

After Ye Lu's reminder, Song Lan once again asked Lu Xiang this tricky question.

The two stood in the living room, looking at each other, and the atmosphere was extremely anxious.

"Lao Lu, there is still a chance now, before it's too late."

Once the nickname is called too many times, it can never be changed, which means that Potato will accompany the child throughout his life.

Before the baby completely accepts this nickname, there is still a chance to change it.

"I have already said that potato is the bottom line."

Not to be outdone, Lu Xiang confronts Song Lan tit for tat.

She could turn a blind eye to many things in life, but not the matter of naming.

Potato is such a catchy name, both cute and delicious.

"Lao Lu!"

Song Lan raised his tone and used the trump card he had come up with to question the other party, "How will Little Potato treat her nickname after so many years?"

There will always be a day when the child becomes sensible. How should she feel about her mother naming her after food?

"She will definitely thank me. Since you mentioned being sensible, then whether she likes the nickname potato or not, she will understand one thing."

Lu Xiang was extremely sure, "That's because I didn't let you name her."