Enforcer's Handbook

Wherever the Barossa Group haunts, there are minions of the Gene Lord.

When they left last time, the Eclipse Sect and the Barossa Group reached a strategic alliance, and the common enemy united these two former sworn enemies.

But judging from the current situation, their investigation does not seem to be going smoothly.

After the introduction by the researcher of the Brotherhood, Song Lan guessed the identity of the man in the cage.

"He is a genetically modified fighter of the Barossa Group. I don't know which legion he is from."

Song Lan explained in a low voice to the watching "Nothingness".

Possessing two hearts, his whole body has been strengthened with genetic medicine, and he is a powerful warrior with excellent healing ability.

It was hard for him to imagine that a gang like the Brotherhood could capture these "supermen" alive, unless there were experts among them.

"The refreshments they serve are terrible, it's a pile of replies!"

Out of politeness, "Nothingness" also responded in a low voice.

The fraternity prepared snacks and drinks for every guest. Since entering the venue, he was the only one who opened his mouth. After chewing for a long time, he didn't even understand what he was eating.

"Don't say that about what you eat!"

Song Lan reminded him.

The joys and sorrows of people are not connected. When he was thinking about the mastermind behind the Brotherhood, "Nothingness" only knew how to eat, and even the genetically modified fighters of the Barossa Group couldn't interest him.

And from the words and actions of the other party, it is not difficult to see that "Nothingness" should like surfing the Internet very much, but after all, he is an old man, and he always has a half-knowledge of Internet terms.

Being in the chaotic "outside" without the slightest bit of vigilance, accepting drinks and food offered by others at will is no different from writing "Come on my kidney" on your face.

"I want to eat beef."

"Void" continued to use his cross-server chat skills, and said, "I'll ask the Chamber of Commerce to get some beef after the meeting. What ingredients do you need?"

"Scallions, ginger, garlic, star anise and cinnamon..."

Song Lan was also brought in by him. After all, eating and drinking are the salted fish's favorite topics, but he soon realized that it was not the time to talk about these topics. Even the "mouse" was sitting solemnly, watching Every move around the cage.

In front of everyone, the researcher lifted the black cloth covering the utensils on the table.

When seeing this translucent worm, everyone's expressions changed.

"What's this?"

someone asked.

"This is the key to a new world."

The researcher carefully uncovered the transparent vessel, and held the translucent worm in his palm.

The worm smelled the smell of food, and the moment it approached the cage, it suddenly pounced on it with lightning speed.

"Bajibaji."

Some dissonant voices distracted Song Lan's attention.

The "Nothingness" beside him also widened his eyes, and his mouth didn't stop.

Now he has discovered another bad habit of the other party - talking while eating.

"Didn't you say it's not delicious?"

"If you don't eat for nothing, don't eat." "Nothingness" said, "Anyway, there is nothing to do."

He admitted that this worm did arouse his interest. This thing is rare in neutral countries. To explain it in more scientific terms, this process is probably what people often call parasitism.

The parasitic process lasted about ten seconds, the genetically modified warrior in the cage gradually stopped struggling, and after another minute of silence, the muscles on his body suddenly swelled a circle, and all the needles inserted into the body bounced away. The chain and the cage could no longer stop him from moving. With a light pull of his raised right hand, the chain was broken, and the cage became a building block in his hands, and he broke it into two pieces with just a little force.

Seeing this, all the cadres of the rebel army present are ready to fight, but the actions of the genetically modified soldiers stop here.

After showing enough destructive power, he suddenly lowered his head quietly and stood behind the researcher.

"The Barossa Group has made many improvements to their fighters, but this is not enough in our opinion."

The researcher patted the strong arm of the genetic soldier as if he was treating a work of art, "Getting the strength comparable to the head of the legion is just the beginning. The learning ability of worms far surpasses that of humans. As long as they are supplied with enough nutrients, it can make the host lose weight in a short period of time. Complete several transformations."

"But what does that have to do with us?"

someone asked again.

Almost all the cadres of the rebel army are psychics, and they are taking a completely different path from genetic enhancement. What's more, judging from the situation of the genetic warrior, the extent of the transformation is doubtful, but what is certain is that he has completely changed. Became a puppet of the Brotherhood.

"This is the really interesting part of evolution. The worms will produce corresponding changes according to the host's genes, enhance the strength of psionic power, or improve the loopholes of the prosthetic body, completely removing the possibility of suffering from cyber psychosis... Evolution should be for All people are largely equal.”

That high-pitched tone and fanatical expression resembled the leader of a pyramid scheme.

But the cadres of the Resistance Army obviously didn't buy it. They suspected the Brotherhood's motives for holding this meeting from the very beginning, but because the Brotherhood claimed to have what they wanted, they had to come to this meeting.

The scene dropped to freezing point for a while, but in the end, the good old Song Lan couldn't stand it any longer, raised his hand and asked, "Then, where can I buy this kind of worm?"

He understood how the researcher felt.

It is very difficult to encounter cold silence when introducing products to customers, especially since his main business seems to be scientific research personnel, and bringing goods is not his specialty.

More likely, this poor man was pressured by his boss to introduce products to a group of vicious rebel cadres in order not to get fired.

That's why Song Lan always said that the workers should unite together, otherwise they would be led by the nose by the capitalists.

"Glad you asked."

The researcher really showed a grateful expression, "The Brotherhood came here with sincerity, the secrets of evolution are hidden in the snacks we prepared for you, I guarantee that there will be no discomfort during the process, and you won't even notice them. exist."

It's a pity that his enthusiasm didn't get what he deserved. After hearing that Dim Sum had been tampered with, the rebel cadres pushed the plate aside in disgust.

Sure enough, the notorious fraternity is messing with the food again.

They control the largest human trafficking and fraud gang in this country, and they exist in an oasis like a cancer. Don't they still naively think that someone will be fooled by this...

"Crackling—"

Bajizui's voice changed.

"Void" froze, and he found that everyone's eyes were on him, and the snack in his hand suddenly became stale.

Oh, to be precise, it has never been fragrant.

On this day, he understood that eyes can also hurt people.

In the silence, he wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth, put the half-eaten snack back on the plate, and imitated the people around him, pushing the plate aside.

But in fact, this is the second plate of dim sum he ate.

Song Lan said he didn't want his share, so "Nothingness" took it to pass the time.

This time the silence became extraordinarily long.

Everyone except Song Lan took the initiative to move their positions away from him, even William and the guest guests of the "Dead Man's Lotto" program group were no exception.

Everyone is waiting.

It wasn't until a few minutes passed that they discovered that there was no obvious mutation in "Nothingness", and no one brought up the real purpose of having them gather here today.

"Where are the survivors of that archaeological team?"

Everyone's time is precious these days, especially the Rebels.

They have been busy subverting the regime of the Covenant countries all year round, getting the "outside" out of the control of the coalition government, and returning this land to the people. They don't have time to sit here and listen to "Evolution MLM Small Lecture" all afternoon.

Only Song Lan who was on vacation maintained a good and open mind.

Whether it is the small lecture hall or the whereabouts of the archaeologists, he is very happy to listen.

But before that, he still asked "Nothingness" symbolically, "You didn't have a stomachache, did you?"

"No."

After experiencing the attention ceremony just now, the voice of "Nothingness" has become a lot weaker.

Any form of parasites can't affect him in any way. When the snack is eaten, everything in it will be purified and fused with psionic energy, but what really makes him suffer is the rebel cadres who care for the mentally disabled Eyes——When did his majestic life form in the upper world suffer such shame and humiliation!

If someone hadn't mentioned the missing archaeologist, he would have left the scene angrily now, and returned to the accommodation provided by the chamber of commerce to eat two big bowls of braised beef noodles!

But Song Lan's cooking is really delicious, no wonder their old friend clings to him all day long regardless of his own strength.

"It's fine if you don't have one. Don't eat indiscriminately when you go out in the future."

"Yeah." "Nothingness" nodded, "It's not as delicious as your cooking."

"Please don't be impatient, everyone. The person you are looking for is doing well now, and the Brotherhood has given her the highest standard of treatment."

The researcher's eyes looking for help passed through the crowd and settled on Song Lan.

Although this was the first time they met, he always felt that Song Lan was a trustworthy person.

And Song Lan did not live up to his trust, and made suggestions to him with his eyes - first talk about archaeologists, worms and evolutionary academic issues, etc. After the meeting, set up a small group to attract everyone who is interested. Discussed in detail.

At the same time, he also pointed to the unknown "rat".

Mr. "Mouse" is very interested in these topics.

The researcher gained strength and comfort from Song Lan's concern. He collected himself and signaled the staff to turn on the projection in the meeting room.

In the projection is a shrine full of greenery.

The commotion in the meeting room stopped, and everyone looked at the screen. The person they were thinking of was at the moment in the greenery, kneeling in front of a statue of a god, clasping his hands together in prayer.

Fluorescent lights danced among the branches and leaves, and people's restless mood was washed away by this scene.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and they just watched the woman in the projection and completed the process of praying.

During this period, no one made a sound, as if any noise would be a blasphemy to this purification ceremony.

Archaeologists are still alive.

This solved at least one of their heart problems.

The background in the projection was not a bloody operating room. She was not restricted and tied to the operating table, nor was she used as a hostage to coerce them to swallow the "snacks" prepared for them by the fraternity.

The fraternity did not make things difficult for her and treated her like a guest of honor.

"The high priest heard about everyone, and she thinks it's not the time to meet."

The researcher conveyed the high priest's message, "But you don't need to worry, fate will meet you, just like you are gathering in Lila now."

The atmosphere has indeed changed.

Song Lan also had a similar feeling.

The projection made the entire meeting room peaceful and quiet, and the researcher's tone was no longer fanatical, and became like a clergyman's prayer.

With the completion of the prayer, the projection also ended.

The cadres of the rebel army got the first-hand information, so they had no intention of staying in the Brotherhood territory.

Even if they are both wanted by the coalition government, there are differences between them.

The Brotherhood isn't going anywhere to bring the spark of change, they're just a gang of criminals.

When the reform is completed, they will finally eradicate the biggest cancer in the oasis of the Brotherhood.

Song Lan didn't follow the crowd. After everyone had left, he came to the front row and asked about the new functions of the worm.

The Devourer has also hatched many worm creatures, and now the conference has reached the stage of academic exchanges.

The researcher prepared a lot of information about worms and evolution, but he couldn't say it out because of the fierce attitude of the rebel cadres. In front of Song Lan, he was able to share his full knowledge to his heart's content.

Song Lan understood the most important role of these worms besides evolution and enhancement.

Create a conscious connection.

The Brotherhood sees this as a step forward from the previous Devourer project, which was inspired by mechanical consciousness.

Connecting the consciousness of individuals in a certain way can greatly improve communication and work efficiency, and can give them a speed of evolution and development that far exceeds that of others.

"Ah."

Regarding the researcher's beautiful vision, "Nothingness" just sneered.

He can only say that these human beings are too young and their ideas are too idealistic.

Can Conscious Connection Enhance Communication Efficiency and Evolution Speed?

"Void" doesn't want to explain too much, he can only say that one day if they drag a scourge like Song Lan into the "group chat", they will realize how wrong their theory is.

His numerous experiments and observations have shown that the spread of fish-fishingism is much faster than any theory.

If a Song Lan gets mixed into your consciousness connection, everyone will eventually become Song Lan.

These are the lessons of the blood and tears of the past.

"Let's go, we should go back too."

"Noneness" and others, Song Lan and the researcher exchanged contact information for further communication in the future, and could only snort coldly in their hearts.

Little did the high-spirited researcher realize that he had fallen into the abyss of perdition.

As for the current "Nothingness", he only cares about one thing.

He wants to go back to the residence provided by the Chamber of Commerce,

Then dazzle two big bowls of braised beef noodles.

Small theater its two hundred and sixty-one:

On a certain day of a certain year, Monday, night

"Minister, she... is really persistent."

Guan Lili took a peek at Lu Xiang's feasting appearance. As the loser in the duel, she could not get her hands on the dish of dry-pot potatoes tonight, but other foods were not restricted.

At this moment, she couldn't help admiring Lu Xiang.

In order to eat real dry-pot potatoes, Lu Xiang ate more than a dozen slices of ginger first, and he had to pretend to be delicious.

Sensing Guan Lili's eyes, Lu Xiang vigilantly moved the plate of dried potatoes to his place.

persistent...

But a little cute.

She is completely different from her usual image.

Who would have thought that Minister Lu, the cold noodle devil, would also protect food?

"Old Lu is making a living."

Song Lan said.

As long as she can eat potatoes, she is happy, and potatoes are currently one of the cheapest ingredients.

"But after eating so much ginger, isn't she not spicy?"

"Spicy, but Lao Lu has undergone special training, so I say you are definitely not her opponent."

"Special training?"

"The training object is Night Heron, and the content of the competition is who can eat ginger better."

This is how Lu Xiang overcomes his own weaknesses - facing weaknesses again and again, and growing up amidst challenges.

"You just need to know one thing."

Song Lan crossed her arms and looked like a hermit, "Lao Lu won in the end."