Enforcer's Handbook

Hogg-Foster's signal disappeared.

The last information Dr. Bai Zhu received was that he stood in front of a closet door, got up and walked into the squirming dark green man-eating plants.

"There's something weird about the way the signal disappears."

This is her professional judgment.

The signal generating device itself was not destroyed, but after passing through the green man-eating plant, he disappeared from this world and arrived in a space that did not exist.

"What should we do now?"

This sudden change made Lu Xiang frown. They knew nothing about the world connected behind the plant, and the only way to reach that world was to pass through the belly of the man-eating plant.

She finally understood why even the best intelligence officers of the coalition government could not access the secrets of the club - the real place of the party did not belong to this world at all, and even the best intelligence officers could not explore the secrets of that world. Must pass through the belly of the man-eating plant.

"It's the power of 'God'."

Song Lan thought of what she saw in the media company. The insects that had been transformed into psychic bombs were crawling out of the mouths of these man-eating plants. "It can connect the two worlds. "

"I should have thought of that."

Lu Xiang was a little annoyed. After all, after the explosion that day, Song Lan also mentioned the existence of the plant to her. Yakong and the former MI7 agent called it the "Tree of Sin". All signs were there. It shows that the "god" in their eyes is probably related to plants.

But now, Hogg has been transported to another world by the power of "god". They have no way of knowing what is happening there, and they can't guarantee his safety.

"We have to find a way to tell him to get out of there."

Claire, the wife of the chairman of the committee, has proved that no matter how determined a person is, they will become loyal believers under the influence of "god". Maybe they will not let Hogg die easily, but when he returns to the real world, they may Will become a believer in "God" like everyone else.

She thought about many methods, but Dr. Bai Zhu said that with the technology they had, they could not convey the information to a person who no longer existed in this world.

She thought that the only way was to go through the belly of the man-eating plant, but without knowing the other side, that would be an extremely risky decision.

Lu Xiang was at a rare loss of ideas and could only place his last hope on Song Lan, hoping that this invincible stupid bird could come up with some solution that they didn't know.

However, facing this extremely unfavorable situation, Song Lan kept her expression as usual, "Don't worry, I believe Mr. Hogg can protect himself."

"According to the data, he does not have any military-grade prosthetics installed on his body, and his ability to withstand strikes is not good."

Lu Xiang had to remind the other party.

Hogg Foster's physical fitness is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary people. If they meet on a narrow road, even a street gangster can easily take his life.

What's more, according to the information provided by Yacon, the roots of the "Tree of Sin" are enough to penetrate the cement wall when launching an attack. Once discovered, Hogg may really end up with his chest pierced.

"You're talking about him in the past."

"……Um?"

"What happened to the Third Neutral Country and the Iris Consortium inspired me. Old Lu, tell me why they voluntarily became believers in 'God'."

The people attending this party are not people who live at the bottom of society, who are unhappy every day and have nowhere to vent their anger, but people who hold the supreme power in the coalition government and enjoy a life that ordinary people can only dream of. Members, every opinion they put forward in parliament can truly affect the future direction of this country.

But even so, they are still willing to dedicate themselves to the gods in their eyes.

"The chairman of the jury said that 'god' promised them a future."

Lu Xiang answered Song Lan's question, but she still didn't understand why the other party asked.

"exactly."

Song Lan nodded, "Because they can directly benefit from the 'god' spirit through their faith, and the same is true for the believers in the Third Neutral Kingdom. Many of them have gained powers beyond ordinary people after becoming believers."

There is no such thing as faith without reason in this world.

When he looks back now, he understands many of the abilities he used unconsciously.

This explains why he was so skillful in giving power to "Rat" when he was in the suburban prison of District 17, giving "Rat" enough power to knock away the agents of the United Government's foreign affairs department with one blow.

Because the "mouse" at that time followed the guidance deep in his heart.

"You mean..."

Lu Xiang suddenly realized that even though she had been prepared in her heart, she couldn't help but be surprised.

Song Lan responded to her speculation, "Yes, Mr. Hogg is no longer what he used to be. He is no longer the frail old man."

He had witnessed the power of "god" with his own eyes, so he had long expected that the other party might use his power to teleport members to an unknown place.

After some hard thinking, he finally found the answer from everyone's good friend "Mouse".

"Mr. Hogg is now a substitute messenger."

………………………………

At the same time, Hogg also had the same question in his mind.

When his vision returned to clarity, what he saw was clearly the world presented in the nightmare - everything around him was shrouded in plants, and the members of the Fishing Boat Club built a palace in the open space of this world.

Green vines covered the white stone pillars, and the architectural style made Hogg feel as if he had returned to the Stone Age. He accidentally saw these buildings in a book that survived before the Third War.

When people in ancient times first learned to sharpen tools and build buildings, they couldn't wait to build such buildings as much as they could to worship the gods in their eyes.

Jock was also standing under the stone steps of the palace and asked him ostentatiously, "Do you still remember how long it has been since you saw the forest? This is how this world should be!"

The third war almost destroyed the entire world. After the establishment of the coalition government, the concept of afforestation has no market. Now, no matter which city they go to, they see the same scenery. It is said that only in the "outside world" Dense forests can only be seen in some remote areas.

That is to say...

After passing through the belly of a man-eating plant, they suddenly came to the "outside world" thousands of miles apart?

A trace of panic surged into Hogg's heart.

This also means that no matter what happens here, Rob Luqi and others who are thousands of miles away will not be able to help him.

"You just said, what will happen if someone who is not invited passes through its belly?"

Hogg asked eagerly.

"It depends on the mood of the 'gods'. They may find themselves suddenly ten thousand meters high in the sky, they may be tied up with vines and sent to everyone as spies, or they may be digested directly. They fall out and become nutrients to bring out their last bit of value as living creatures."

Jock smiled slightly and said, "The recent sacrificial ceremony was interrupted. He should still be hungry now."

Hogg's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

In other words, if Rob Luqi and others rashly broke into the man-eating plant, he would be completely digested as nutrients.

Rescue will no longer appear, and he can only rely on himself for everything next.

But……

His eyes swept across the ferocious-looking plants outside the palace. Just looking at them from a distance made him feel frightened, let alone fighting them.

"Don't be stunned. I'm going to introduce you to an important person. She will directly decide whether you can become a member of the High Council."

Jock walked towards the magnificent palace on the stone steps. Seeing this, Hogg could only bite the bullet and follow him.

No flaws should be exposed.

Without support, death is inevitable once the purpose is exposed.

When they climbed the seemingly endless stairs, Hogg was already panting from exhaustion. He couldn't help but hold on to a stone pillar covered with vines and looked at the palace in front of him, which was much larger than what they looked at the foot of the mountain. , the facilities inside were extremely crude, making him feel more like he was exploring the ruins of a certain civilization.

Jock walked through the palace corridor and came to the palace's open-air garden.

The important person he mentioned was already waiting there.

It was a slim young girl. She was facing away from the two of them at the moment, bending down to carefully care for the grotesque flowers on the altar. The bright red petals were beating like a heart in front of the two of them.

After the girl turned around, Hogg realized that he had never seen her before.

He originally thought that the important person Jock mentioned would be a certain congressman, but what he didn't expect was a girl who looked to be in her early twenties.

The girl was wearing a pure white dress and her feet were bare on the ground. Her dress was far from solemn, but rather like an elf princess from one of those fantasy-themed movies by Kolo Pictures.

"She is Trian, the botanist and the builder of this palace."

Jocklon solemnly introduced the girl's identity to Hogg.

Botanist?

This identity made Hogg even more confused. He felt that this identity should appear in a certain biopharmaceutical company, not at a gathering of congressmen like this.

"I won't interrupt your party."

The girl seemed to see through Hogg's heart, her voice was extremely ethereal, "My duty is to ensure that every participant has a pure heart before the party begins."

As she spoke, she took a step away, allowing the blood-red flower to appear in front of the two of them.

"Now, Mr. Hogg, please open your heart to it."

The girl said, "Let us know that you are not here for any other purpose."

Small theater one hundred and twenty-eight:

A certain day of a certain year, a certain day, a Thursday, in the evening.

Song Lan found that Lu Xiang was a little strange recently.

She had changed since Wednesday's regular gathering.

Song Lan felt that the seminars organized by Hannah were not a good thing. Lu Xiang always had bursts of inspiration and came up with many new ideas, which made him feel that he was already several versions behind.

However, this time, Lu Xiang, who attended the regular meeting, seemed to be a different person, gentle and considerate, and he greeted him all day long.

"Lao Lu, what's wrong with you?"

Song Lan did not enjoy the change in the other party's attitude, because based on his understanding of Lu Xiang, whenever she did this, there was a bigger conspiracy behind it.

"I am practicing what was discussed in the regular meeting."

Hannah and others put forward many constructive suggestions, but Song Lan's reaction was always far from what she expected.

Not only did he not realize his cute and clingy side, but he also showed caution and vigilance at every turn.

"I think there's no need for you to force yourself to do something you don't like."

"There's nothing I don't like."

Lu Xiang said, "What I don't like is your attitude. Why are you so vigilant?"

He wanted to give Song Lan a surprise before, but when he suddenly hugged the other party from behind, the other party's reaction was as violent as if he had been struck by a knife that was invincible in the universe, which made Lu Xiang very frustrated.

"I mean, the way we originally got along was good."

"The original way of getting along?"

Lu Xiang glanced at the sky outside the window thoughtfully, then suddenly raised his eyebrows and changed his tone to a stern tone, "You, go take a shower, and then lie down on the bed!"