Enforcer's Handbook

In the next few days, the rituals of the God of Life spread like wildfire across cities, but most survivors took a wait-and-see attitude.

Is it still credible to eliminate the plague that has swept the entire oasis, and to revive the dead?

Even throughout history, no one has been able to achieve such a miracle.

Countless legendary figures who have left their names in history have pursued this path, but in the end they all returned without success.

The closest thing to it should be the cloning technology studied by the coalition government, but it was eventually stopped by humanitarians due to social and ethical issues.

What's more, according to rumors from unknown sources, the scope of the ritual's resurrection of the dead is not limited to one person. All the dead in the oasis can equally enjoy this miracle.

It has nothing to do with wealth, power, or fame. Once the ritual can be realized, even the most destitute beggar in the oasis will have the opportunity to see relatives and friends who died in this epidemic again.

And the price of this miracle is...

There is no price.

There is no need for them to make any sacrifices, and there is no requirement to force others to do anything. They just stay. Even if they unfortunately die of an infectious disease during this period, they will return to this world on the day when a miracle comes.

Because of this, the survivors have been filled with contradictions these days.

Reason tells them that there is absolutely no such good thing in the world. Even the fraud group under the Brotherhood will not use such clumsy lies that can be seen through just by intuition. But on the other hand, everyone expects this to be real.

Cultists are much more determined than ambivalent people.

They believe more than anyone else that the God of Life can achieve this miracle, and they fully meet the villain standards proposed by Song Lan - tough and full of action, with almost no need for screening, and almost all of those who stand out from the screening They are cultists who are full of subjective initiative and devote themselves to the arrangement of rituals.

For several days, they tried their best.

Stealing ritual runes, planting cursed objects in totems, and poisoning chicken soup.

Lu Xiang just took a sip of the poisoned chicken soup and stopped drinking it.

"Why does it smell like sand in there?"

Her delicate eyebrows were knitted together, her expression still a little aggrieved. This was the chicken soup she had been waiting for for a long time, claiming to be made by simmering it on low heat for three hours.

"Oh, it wasn't the cultists who poisoned the chicken soup."

Chef Song Lan stood up to defend the innocent cultists, "This soup was stewed by Lao Xu."

Obviously, there is also a mole among the three of them. Now Song Lan suspects that Lao Xu said that he wanted to learn some cooking skills from him just for this moment to come, and to completely ruin Lu Xiang's good mood for the day before the countdown to the ceremony came. .

Damn old Xu!

"Why did you let him into the kitchen? What's your intention?"

Lu Xiang asked Song Lan, "Everything he makes smells like sand!"

As a customer, she doesn't care about the trivial matters in the kitchen. Song Lan is the chef, and he should be responsible for any problems with the dishes, especially since they all know how good Lao Xu's cooking skills are.

“It was his enthusiasm that impressed me.”

While the cultists tried their best to stumble during the ritual, they were not idle either.

This meeting with two old friends made him learn a painful lesson. Looking back on his chaotic life in the past few years, he finally woke up and found the root cause of all problems.

The main reason why he has been alone for so many years is that he does not have good cooking skills.

Back then, Song Lan's cooking skills were about the same as his, but this kid's sense of smell was always one step ahead of everyone else. During his dawdling, he secretly learned this cooking skill from somewhere, and under his attack, Lu Xiang Sure enough, it was captured.

"Lao Xu said that after this incident calms down, it will be time for him to embark on the journey of a food seeker."

In fact, in the past few days, the proportion of the villain "Corruption" in their chats had been approaching zero. No one cared about this villain who was trying to subvert the entire country with plague.

"Lao Lu, I can't pretend I didn't hear what you said. I carefully cooked this chicken soup according to the recipe provided by Lao Song!"

The sous chef Lao Xu broke into the room. The chicken soup, which had been brewed for three hours, was a work of his confidence, but the customer pushed it aside after just one taste.

"Did you really follow my recipe exactly?"

Song Lan also took a sip. The taste of the sand overwhelmed the deliciousness of the chicken soup, destroying all the harmonious tastes. This kind of taste is undoubtedly devastating in the chicken soup, which is mainly light and delicious.

There's a reason he chose the chicken soup recipe, it's one of the easiest dishes for a novice cook.

And for Lu Xiang, who has been working hard day and night recently, drinking a few bowls to replenish his body is also a good thing.

"Don't look down on me, I've opened a fried fish shop before!"

The suspicious eyes of the two made "Nihility" furious. In order to prove his strength, he waved his fingers and counted the treasures, "First, cut the top-quality chicken into pieces and wash them for later use. Soak the mushrooms, wolfberry, and red dates until soft, and prepare them." Good onion, ginger, garlic and other auxiliary ingredients.”

Speaking of this, the tone of "emptiness" couldn't help but become intoxicated. When the foam was skimmed off and the fragrance of chicken soup spread in the room, he truly felt that he had embarked on the path of a chef, and the notes of delicious food seemed to It was dancing in front of his eyes, "After cleaning up the scum, put the delicious mushrooms, fine wolfberries, sweet red dates into the pot along with onions, ginger and garlic, and finally add some salt and wonderful Shakira…”

"Just wait for me."

Song Lan finally discovered the problem, "What is the wonderful Shakeela?"

"You don't even know Shakira? This is the most common local condiment in the oasis."

"Take it out and show it to me."

After careful study and tasting, Song Lan finally made an important scientific discovery this morning - there is always a smell of sand in the dishes cooked by Lao Xu. This actually has nothing to do with the influence of certain "laws", it is purely He always adds some "wonderful shakira" to the dish.

As for what exactly Shakeela is...

Song Lan had never seen this kind of seasoning before, and could only taste that it looked like finely ground sand.

This shows that Lao Xu's situation is different from Lao Lu's. His poor cooking skills can be scientifically supported, but Lao Lu can still serve up a portion that even Ye Lu won't eat even when he watched every step completed. The dishes, this has obviously touched the power of some unknown "law".

"Needless to say, I know what the problem is now."

"Nothingness" crossed his hands on his chest, "You said that the real secret of cooking is to find and meet a woman who can make you sincerely dedicate all your cooking to her, but I haven't met her yet."

"No, if you don't give up your 'wonderful Shakeela', even if you meet the other party, it will only escalate into a family dispute."

Song Lan said in a matter-of-fact manner.

This reminded him of the first time Lu Xiang came to his rental house.

At that time, he was stewing pork ribs in the kitchen. At that time, the simple supervisor had not yet started reading books with bad guidance such as "A Love Tip Every Day". He stood at the door and tried his best to succeed.

Compared with Lao Lu now, she was really young and ignorant back then.

But if what he had stewed in the pot was not the ribs but the wonderful Shakeela, it would not only have been difficult for him to have a follow-up relationship with his supervisor, but he would also have been very likely to have his salary deducted by 2,000 watts because of his work attitude.

According to Lu Xiang later, she went to see Song Lan privately that day because she discovered serious problems in the logistics department. These people were all inserted into the law enforcement team through various connections during the tenure of the previous supervisor. They were nominally civilian personnel. A de facto wage thief.

This was a bad debt left by the previous director, who had seriously considered disbanding the idle department.

Song Lan's braised pork ribs that night changed her perspective and made her understand that even such a department actually has a purpose.

Looking back, their first encounter taught the supervisor how to use rules "flexibly" from a selfless boss.

"potato floss!"

Customer Lu Xiang spoke up, "Your restaurant actually served me this kind of dish. You must compensate me for a portion of freshly made hot and sour potato shreds, otherwise..."

She glanced at the time.

There are still 20 minutes before the ceremony starts, enough time for Song Lan to serve one of his specialty dishes.

She didn't want to go into the ceremony hungry.

"otherwise?"

"Nothingness" asked in confusion, "Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, I will use my power to seal down your store, and then arrest your chef and give him a good education so that he understands the consequences of treating customers like this."

He couldn't stay in this restaurant for a second!

"Nothingness" walked away in a flash. Now he had to go outside to calm down. He also had room for a celebration dinner in the evening, but he couldn't be overfed on such an inexplicable occasion.

………

"Hum hum."

The conversation in the room was in full view, and the person shrouded in shadow showed a solemn smile.

His figure soon merged with the shadows again. When a bright red mark emitted a glimmer of light, he lowered his voice and said, "Everything is as you expected. The separation of power seems to have no effect on her." Her memory has been damaged and she has become someone else entirely."

The ceremony is approaching, but I am still thinking about my appetite.

How can such a person bear the name of a god?

The power of the last fragment was obviously misused.

The god lost his followers, and now there was only a young man and an old man left by her side.

"...Yes, I understand, just wait and enjoy this grand show."

The people in the shadows can't conceal their excitement. After the ceremony, they will have a supreme status in the church - warriors who defeat the gods. There is no more legendary and famous name than this.

What can a young man or an old man do now?

………………………………

Time passed by minute by second, and when the scorching sun hung high in the sky at noon, the conflicted survivors spontaneously came to the street.

Ricote told them that when this ritual is completed, miracles will come to this land.

This ceremony was centered on the bell tower and encompassed the entire city of Lute. In the past few days, the messenger of the God of Life personally selected people to help him complete this unprecedentedly complex ceremony.

Obscure runes that they had never seen before were carved into them, and runes with a texture similar to giant wood were erected in every corner of the city - that was exactly where the Oasis Peace Company once placed statues.

The tasks assigned to each elector are independent, and the entire process is highly confidential. Even the people involved in the ceremony arrangement do not know the missions of others, let alone the people who don't know the truth.

"Time is up."

People in the square raised their heads in unison and looked at the bell tower.

Last time, many of them witnessed Ricote's resurrection from the dead, and it was from that moment that he became the messenger of the God of Life that people believed in.

Ricote climbed the bell tower alone.

He is in a mixed mood now.

The feeling of deception was unpleasant. He knew from the beginning that this ritual could not really drive away the plague, let alone resurrect the dead, but it was the most effective way to find the cultists.

He must appease the disappointed people after uncovering all the cultists.

But the fight against "corruption" and plague is destined to be a long war. The poison of the Brotherhood and the Oasis Peace Company has already penetrated into every corner of the oasis, and its elimination cannot be completed overnight.

It's time for the ceremony to begin.

The sudden dark clouds blocked the sun, which seemed to be the beginning of a miracle.

Even the cultists hidden in the crowd are looking forward to what is about to happen next, because according to Ricketts, the resurrection of the dead is a taboo ritual even for gods. This ritual will give the God of Life It brings a huge load, and once there is an error in the arrangement of the ceremony, it will backfire on the person who performs this technique.

Every area that needs to be decorated is full of religious colors.

Although they could not understand those obscure runes, they were undoubtedly words left over from ancient times.

In the Oasis, the belief in the God of Life was mainly after the Third War, but many archaeologists said that His existence was much older, so old that the historical documents they currently have cannot measure the years of His existence. .

The cultists knew very well that miracles would not come to this land, but everyone present could still witness a miracle with their own eyes.

That will be the moment when the God of Life falls.

There were more and more dark clouds overhead, and the heavy black clouds made Root City enter the night early.

After an unknown amount of time, the city finally changed.

The vibrations coming from under their feet caused a commotion among the crowd. Before they could escape, the vines that emerged from the ground tightly entangled their target.

The cultists who were still waiting for a good show were controlled before they could react.

"I'm so sorry, everyone."

Rickett's voice from the bell tower clearly reached the ears of every survivor, "The real purpose of this ceremony is not to drive away the plague and resurrect the dead, but to bring the evil spirits mixed between you and me." Find out all the cultists - I am convinced that these people are the spies hidden among us."

Small theater its two hundred and eighty-nine:

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

Song Lan has grown up since she had a detailed discussion with Guan Lili on the meaning of naming.

But Lu Xiang must emphasize that not all growth is positive - the growth of this stupid bird is mainly reflected in the fact that he has completely lost his sense of shame!

In the past, he knew how ashamed he was to get a name and would hide the name he chose. But now, he even dared to put forward his unique opinions on naming in the high-level meeting room of the insect swarm without changing his expression.

The reason why it has evolved into what it is now is because there are always a few of them holding Song Lan's cancer.

Here, she wants to criticize the "King" and the Devourer by name.

No matter how outrageous the name Song Lan proposes, both of them will applaud. What's worse is that they both hold high positions in their respective fields and can always influence many.

"Lao Lu, you don't understand the real secret of naming at all, and you don't understand the importance of a unique name!"

Song Lan gave an impassioned speech in front of the baby, "The biggest problem with potato is not just that it is an ingredient, but more importantly, the name has no characteristics at all. Have you ever thought about how many people there are in the coalition government?" Does his nickname have the same name? But I can guarantee that the name I chose is absolutely unique. You will not find the same name in the coalition government, no, anywhere in the world!"

The baby's eyes widened with curiosity. She rarely saw such a dispute between her parents.

"Okay, let's compare."

Lu Xiang said, "Now that it's all said and done, the loser will be punished!"