Enforcer's Handbook

"It's amazing."

"Blue Eyes" walked to the edge of the platform and stared at the black beam of light rising into the sky not far away. At this moment, everything he saw was recorded in the company's database.

A moment ago, he received all the information about Roger.

A native of District 17, his father was once a member of the Crime Analysis Section of the local law enforcement agency.

At that time, it was at the end of the gold rush, and a large number of criminals represented by Chai Ke poured into the border cities. Under the protection of the Foster family, the 17th District ushered in the period of the highest crime rate, and Roger's father was also there. When investigating a case, although he saved his life, he fell into a hidden disease, so he had no choice but to withdraw from the ranks of law enforcement officers.

Roger was influenced by his father since he was a child, and set up his ambition to become a law enforcement officer.

It's just that he didn't show much talent.

The suitability of the prosthetic body is extremely poor, and he does not have any spiritual talent. When he tried to use drugs, he had a strong rejection reaction, so Roger had to change his strategy, gave up the idea of ​​​​joining the special operations team, and worked hard to study crime. Psychology, going to school in the core city through his father's relationship is the highlight moment in his life.

After graduation, Roger did not stay in the core city like others did, but resolutely returned to District 17 despite his parents' opposition.

...

Unremarkable.

This is the impression that "blue eyes" have on this profile.

In normal times, such a small person is destined not to appear in the company's field of vision, but it is such an insignificant small person who has grown to the present state within just a few days after coming to the fourth district.

People say that the growth of psychic abilities is a long and slow process, unlike the implantation of prosthetic bodies that can transform the implanted person in a very short period of time.

The company's transformation of Vadim continued for several years, before adjusting his physical condition to the most suitable level for "Overload Type IV".

Faced with this situation, "Blue Eyes" can only think of one explanation.

The theories of the Psionic Institute have gone terribly wrong, or they never really understood psionics.

In less than a second, he can consult all the research reports on psychic abilities of the coalition government so far, including the experiments that the Wisteria Academy has been conducting, but none of the research results can explain the changes that occurred in Roger. .

According to various clues investigated by the company, as early as the dark age, those "messengers" who held high positions in the church had power comparable to weapons of war.

"You turned him into your own messenger, and Vadim is also going through this process."

"Blue Eyes" is eager to know the answers to these questions.

He knew that the fourth district was experiencing an unprecedented "experiment", and both parties involved in the experiment showed enough sincerity.

The mechanical creations presented in front of them were the key to turning defeat into victory, and now a long time has passed since the Dark Ages, and their technology has made breakthroughs in all aspects. According to the initial evaluation of this plan, this It is a weapon that can compete with the "messenger".

"You're totally mistaken, Roger, he just found what he wanted to do, and the world responded to his wish."

"desire?"

Before "Blue Eyes" could ask, a huge steel body came to the terrace.

A petite blond girl sat on his shoulders, such a combination seemed out of place with the surrounding environment.

However, no one understands this feeling better than "Emperor".

Although it seemed like a flash in the pan, he also briefly became the messenger of the "Father God" in Atlantis not long ago, and the swelling spiritual energy was enough to float the entire underwater kingdom into the sky, which is by no means a feat that human beings can do , even in his eyes, it can only be described as a miracle.

The "Emperor" knew that Roger had undergone similar changes.

He looked at the innocent Song Lan, "You did the same thing when you were in Atlantis."

Compared to absolute strength, he felt that this was Song Lan's scariest aspect.

It seems that as long as he wants, he can create a terrorist who can bring turmoil to the entire coalition government anytime and anywhere.

"It's actually quite understandable."

Song Lan tried to make them understand this process in a more simple and easy-to-understand way, "You should know the krypton gold game. For the same character, just change a set of vertical drawings and add a prefix like "Limited" to understand the strength. It should be upgraded several grades."

He feels the same is true of the current situation, "What you see now is only Roger (limited to the fourth district)."

When Comrade Roger fulfills his wish, life will return to the way it used to be.

Both "Emperor" and Diego have gone through the same process once.

Regrettably, the "Emperor" and others didn't seem to buy his explanation, and still asked, "Did you share your spiritual power with them?"

In Song Lan's "krypton gold game" theory, the most important link was obviously omitted.

He didn't explain at all how Roger had suddenly transformed from a civilian in the Seventeenth District Law Enforcement Department to a Fourth District limited edition.

"Of course not, that would be too troublesome."

Song Lan waved her hands again and again, her face full of resistance.

The probing eyes from everyone made him more stressed. Except for the "Emperor", everyone present was a complete layman in the subject of psionic energy. The results in terms of competition are not ideal. It can be determined that if the latter signs up for the previous Cricket Fighting Competition, it should be difficult to reach the top 16.

Now the situation is that these people who haven't even started elementary school mathematics seem to have a strong interest in calculus.

"How about this."

When Song Lan opened his mouth, the occasional shaking under his feet suddenly stopped, and the roar caused by the collision between buildings and objects also suddenly subsided, as if time had been frozen at this moment.

But then, people heard rumors of rumors.

They can still feel or move in this frozen world.

After a while, the "Emperor" noticed the problem.

It seemed that only the mechanical creation was "frozen", so that every part of it stopped functioning at the same time. When he looked up, he found that there seemed to be countless silk threads hanging on the mechanical creation, making its body Every movement is firmly controlled by these silk threads.

On the side, Vadim stopped falling, and his back hit the incomplete ground heavily, leaving a deep pit.

If it weren't for the military technology that had sufficiently modified his body, this fall would have made him completely withdraw from the competition stage of the fighting cricket competition.

He saw the chasing building hovering in the air, and then made a "V" gesture in front of him.

"Here, this is one of the usages of interfering psychic powers, or dominating psychic powers."

Song Lan stared at the scanning equipment of the mechanical creation that kept flashing red light at him in the distance.

The eyes of the behemoth finally left the hapless Vadim's classmates and settled on them.

"Spiritual ability research institutes should have relevant information. The manipulation of interfering psychic energy can only change the target's behavior, but cannot change their hearts. It is even more difficult to plant an idea in someone's mind. Apart from corresponding In addition to their abilities, they also need the assistance of drugs, or make the target's spirit in a long-term unstable state... But you should be much more familiar with these than me."

"But what does this mean?"

"This shows that your understanding of psychic powers is still at a relatively...primary stage. There is no way in this world to simply share psychic powers with someone as you imagined, and that will make everything a troublesome manual operation game, which also violates the original intention of the Fighting Cricket Contest.”

"Cricket" is the core of this event.

And Song Lan is always an idle player no matter when and where, if he can only complete the competition with manual exercises, then he would rather withdraw from the competition due to physical reasons.

"As I said just now, the world responded to their wishes, and what I did was to temporarily open a door for them."

The gate to the upper world.

The clever Lu Xiang was the first to understand the meaning of this door.

She suddenly remembered Roger's understanding of this energy. He firmly believed that it was some kind of natural energy, and his meditation training seemed to be lying in bed and getting a good night's sleep.

If it is said that this unimaginably powerful psychic energy comes from the upper world, then everything can be explained.

Even, the reason why Song Lan can always activate abilities with almost no consumption was found!

This stupid bird has been misappropriating the energy of the upper world!

No wonder he was able to win so many cricket competition championships. Regardless of the quality and ability of his companions, he was able to overwhelm all opponents in the end.

Even Song Lan himself said that when the strength of psionic energy reaches a certain level, there will be no useless abilities in this world.

The sound of bangs and collisions struck again, and the shaking of the ground under his feet became more violent.

When the threads hanging from the mechanical creature disappeared, its actions became more violent.

"So it is, so it is."

The pupils of the "blue eyes" shone with brilliance, and his gaze was fixed on Roger's back. Compared with mechanical creations, that back was so small, but he could only rely on his own two fists. A passage leading to the core of the mechanical creation was opened.

"Thank you for your selfless answer, it's really kind."

Theoretically speaking, artificial intelligence should not produce any emotions, but the scene in front of him excited "Blue Eyes", or the military technology at this moment has fallen into a state of excitement because of what he said just now.

They thought that the source of spiritual energy had long since disappeared along with history, but now, the person who can open that door still exists.

It also gave them another chance.

"In return, we deserve to show you something, too."

While speaking, "Blue Eyes" looked up into space.

Above the blue sky and clouds, there seemed to be something looking down on them.

"According to our initial calculations, it is powerful enough to destroy the messenger of the 'God'."

The only regret is that the company never had the opportunity to verify the results of these calculations, because with the end of the dark ages, they lost the people who really needed to use these weapons.

"Do you want to destroy the entire city together?"

RT6 immediately understood the intention of "Blue Eyes".

satellite weapons.

This is a technique she has never been able to master, and it is also the only place in "Desolate Bone" that can surpass "Emperor".

However, the use of satellite weapons needs to be unanimously approved by the council, not to mention, the target this time is the core city of the coalition government!

She didn't believe that the council could hold an emergency meeting in such a short time.

And the target of the satellite weapon is Roger, who went straight to the core of the mechanical creation. What is the difference between this method and the cannon hitting mosquitoes?

"Blue Eyes" glanced at RT6's blinking eyes, sensed her intentions, and said lightly, "The weapon has been activated, and it is impossible to hack into it now, RT6, this is also incomparable to you." An important scene, pass on what you see at this moment to everyone through consciousness connection."

...

"Boy, I have some bad news for you."

At the same time, the voice of "Nothingness" emerged in Vadim's mind.

He just fell on his back on the incomplete ground, looking at the sky that is sometimes covered by ruined walls. This is a rare scene even in the special effects movies of Kolo Films, and now all this is happening in real before his eyes.

It was hard for him to imagine worse news.

"It looks like they're going to blow up the city with a satellite weapon."

"This is not like the scale that the Cricket Fighting Competition should have."

Vadim was indifferent.

After all, he couldn't see through the clouds and the sky to appreciate the scene among the stars.

He has long questioned this cricket fighting competition. He firmly believes that huge mechanical creations and satellite weapons should not appear in this competition, but it is a pity that the efficiency and flexibility of the organizers of this competition are not as good as those As bad as game companies are, any problems will have to wait until the next tournament to fix them.

"And I suspect you're a fraud, who told me in the first place that this was a fun, good, friendly game?"

Vadim really can't see where this game can meet the above three points so far.

The moment the mechanical creation appeared, the early contestants fell into the crack one after another and exited the field with a narrow escape. Now, some contestants are even trying to destroy the entire competition field.

But now, he has nothing to worry about.

"Boy, do you want to..."

Even faintly, "The Void" noticed Vadim's psychic power.

The flame that seemed to be extinguished at any moment seemed to be doing its best to attract the attention of mechanical creatures.

And the fall just now dealt Vadim the heaviest blow. Although he was not fatal, he was unable to move for a short time.

This is also the first time that "Nothingness" has expressed surprise in this game, "I didn't expect that you would also act in a self-sacrificing way."

"altruism?"

Vadim leaned against the ground, his heart has never been so peaceful, "You are completely wrong, now I am invincible."

Little Theater its two hundred and forty-five:

Tuesday, evening

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Lu Xiang, the leader of the swarm, has a small book in which the names of every enemy are recorded.

It was no secret that Lu Xiang held grudges.

Throughout the night, Song Lan was anxiously waiting. According to the agreement, Dr. Bai Zhu would send over the contents of his investigation tonight.

Finally, after a long wait, Song Lan's cell phone rang.

He unlocked the screen with excitement.

Dr. Bai Zhu's reply was concise and to the point, which proved his current situation in one sentence.

"Let's have a good meal."

Bai Zhu sincerely suggested.

Tonight, the legend about Lu Xiang's small books has been updated.

Lu Xiang does have a small notebook.

It's just that only Song Lan's name appeared on it, including the crime of mixing ginger into shredded potatoes, which was recorded in it, and marked in bright red fonts, followed by a row of exclamation points enough to make anyone feel To Lu Xiang's mood at that time.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Lu Xiang on the side noticed Song Lan's abnormality and asked.

"No, nothing."

"It's nothing, what are you hiding from, can I still eat you?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

"Be honest and be lenient. What shameful things have you done?"

"Old Lu, do you have a little notebook?"

"Um."

"Does it record something about me..."

"Well, that's what I learned from "Daily Love Tips."

"ah?"

"It reminded me that you have no idea how irritating you are until you write down what you did."