Enforcer's Handbook

After coming out of the cell, Song Lan chatted with the newly appointed young warden for a while, and remembered Mr. Henry who died suddenly due to myocardial infarction.

Mr. Henry didn't seem to be a decent person when he was alive.

If this news reaches Oasis, not only will no one remember him, people will decorate lights and hang calligraphy and paintings with "Good Death" in their bedrooms, and what they have to do now is to let Oasis People don't have to hide it, they can post calligraphy and paintings on the streets with great fanfare and don't have to worry about being retaliated by the fraternity.

Such is Mr. Henry's life.

Even the dogs in Lila City couldn't help celebrating when they knew he was dead.

"Nothingness" has a dream, that is, one day, the people in the oasis will no longer be violated by the brotherhood, and they can live a dignified life in this land where they were born and raised without having to swallow their anger.

Although "Nothingness" doesn't know that he has such a dream at present, Song Lan believes that with the ideological consciousness of the other party, he should be able to realize this soon, and mobilize the chamber of commerce to drive out the brotherhood of cancer from this country.

After some conversations, the young warden had some new understandings about human beings.

First, those who do many unrighteous deeds will have a 72.9% probability of suffering from serious heart disease.

Second, these fraternity members will be imprisoned until the day when the townspeople forgive them. Until then, they must reflect on their actions in a dark prison.

Third, for those prisoners who have a good attitude of admitting their mistakes and actively reform, they can add a braised chicken leg to their lunch the next day as appropriate. Those who have a bad attitude will have their lunch deducted.

Lao Xu, who was watching, found a serious loophole in this.

After the two walked out of the prison gate, he raised the question he had discovered, "You said before that your ability is different from giving life directly. You brought their life back to the state before they encountered the Brotherhood. state, which means that their memory has also gone backwards."

"Um."

Song Lan was noncommittal.

"So how can you forgive them if they never met the Brotherhood?"

The residents living in Sandstone Town don't even know the existence of the prison, let alone send someone to the Great Sage... the Dwarf Musketeer to express that they have forgiven the Brotherhood.

In other words, Jack Roman and his accomplices may never be able to leave that prison in the future.

life imprisonment.

And there is no mechanism for commutation of sentence. This life is accompanied by darkness until the day of death.

"Nothingness" thinks that this is probably a crueler punishment than killing them directly—in a country that will never be discovered by others, they will be forgotten by the whole world and eventually die and rot.

"You never intended to let them go from the beginning."

"Um."

Song Lan nodded lightly again, confirming the conjecture in "Nothingness".

He followed behind Song Lan, unable to say a word for a long time.

The nature of the country is easy to change. After so many years, the nature of this person has not changed. Don't look at this guy who is lazy and talkative all day long, but once there is a conflict, he is also the kind of person who does not do anything. .

At most, he will have a nice chat with you before killing you, and remember a few words for you after killing you to show friendship, just like he did to Mr. Henry.

"Old Xu, don't think about them. Today is the first day of the establishment of the Kingdom of Uzor-Nebrus. It's a good day."

Song Lan reminded "Nothingness", "Next we are going to visit the history museum in the capital."

This is their last stop in the kingdom.

The war between the Rebels and the Brotherhood has completely started, and they must return to the front line of the war as soon as possible.

Under the guidance of the Death Crab guide, a magnificent museum with an area magnified several times appeared in front of them. Standing in front of the museum was the statue of the Great Sage, the first ruler of Uzor-Nebrus, Considering the huge size of the Reaper Crab, the museum has been designed to accommodate adult Reaper Crabs to enter the museum.

The great sage attached great importance to the visit of the two of them, and waited outside the gate of the History Museum early on.

After coming to the museum, Song Lan realized that the problems here were much more difficult than he imagined.

The space of the museum has been enlarged, which means that the feeling of emptiness has also increased several times.

After entering the door, all the display cabinets are empty, and the only exhibit is "Frostmourne +15", which is listed in the most conspicuous position. Language and the language of the swarm were introduced in three versions.

According to legend, this ancient and powerful artifact was bestowed on the hands of the ethnic groups by the gods themselves, which also means that they are a race blessed by the gods.

"Nothingness" looked very carefully.

If you put aside the psychic power that haunts the artifact, you can find that the artifact is actually an umbrella.

There are ordinary models sold in major supermarkets, and the price should not exceed 15 watts.

This reassured him a lot. Everyone donated artifacts to the history museum. It couldn't be that what Song Lan donated was a cool weapon capable of destroying the world, and what he donated was a lighter, right?

Otherwise, if such a thing is seen by later visitors, he will definitely be underestimated.

Before donating, "Void" also imitated the lighter, and when he handed over the lighter to the great sage, red flames shrouded the lighter—before this, he had never tried By using psionic power purely as a decoration.

Song Lan can always come up with some ways to use spiritual energy that make his eyes go dark.

Home-type psychics.

Such a new career branch suddenly popped up in his mind.

"Combined with this never-perishable fried rice, the History Museum has three artifact-level exhibits, which are quite high-level exhibitions even in the world."

Song Lan participated in the exhibit storage ceremony hosted by the great sage, and the new three-language signboard will be completed soon, which fully demonstrates that the Death Crab clan is a diverse group that is in line with the world.

The warm applause lasted for a minute, and then the two and the Death Crabs fell into an awkward silence looking at the empty pavilion.

"Nothingness" reminded based on his years of travel experience, "If this museum wants to sell tickets, it should be reported as a fraud."

After viewing the three exhibits as soon as you enter the door, there is only an empty showcase left, and the visit can be completed in about 2 minutes.

"It's because your perspective on things is too limited."

Song Lan waved his hand and said, "Compared to when the museum first opened, the number of exhibited artifacts has increased by 200%. Do you know the concept of 200%?"

You can go to any history museum in the world and ask the curator what a huge project it would be to increase the number of existing exhibits by 200%, and the death crabs did it in just one day. possible tasks.

This fully proves the potential of this pavilion, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a promising future.

"Did you ever work in the statistics department?"

"Nothingness" looked at Song Lan with suspicion.

There are such people everywhere.

Their daily work is to quantify serious social problems, and then use their rich experience to tell you that things are not as serious as you think.

It's all little things that don't matter.

All is well and the world is at peace.

"No."

Song Lan shook her head, "I did give some advice to the supervisor on the issue of crime rate statistics, but I was ordered to stay away from the statistics department for a long time."

"You should stay away from them."

"Nothingness" very much agrees with Lu Xiang's decision.

As expected of their old friends, even though their strength and memory became blurred, they still instinctively remembered Song Lan's danger.

He feels that District 17 is booming now, thanks to the presence of Lu Xiang, otherwise, with Song Lan's characteristics, it will definitely not be long before he starts from the law enforcement department, and he will make a mess from top to bottom.

"We can only help you here. After all, Uzor-Neblus is your kingdom, and the history displayed here should be created by you."

Song Lan was limited by his height, so he could only pat the great sage's crab legs earnestly and earnestly.

"But how do we create our own history?"

The great sage felt the meaning of parting from it and was reluctant to part.

For you and the death crab, this day is very meaningful.

The arrival of the two made them no longer just lurk in the deep sand, but truly owned their own kingdom, which was isolated from the world, yet had a land as vast as the outside world waiting for them to explore.

Not only that, the swarm also sent many scholars to impart knowledge to them, teaching them knowledge that had never been touched.

The fire of civilization is being bred on this land, and what they have to do is to make this fire that was bestowed on them by the gods to blossom and bear fruit.

"Remember the name here, the Museum of History. The meaning of its existence is to record anything meaningful to you here. This is decided by you and your clansmen."

"Anything meaningful to us..."

The great sage's eyes were like a torch, but he seemed to understand something.

It is really too difficult to understand this in a short period of time, but fortunately, there is still plenty of time to learn, and the title of the first ruler of Uzor-Neblus has given it unprecedented motivation.

This is just the beginning and we must move on.

Before saying goodbye, the great sage said sincerely to the two, "When you come here next time, I promise that the history museum will not be empty anymore."

This is its promise.

It is a promise to the gods and the eternal best friend of the race.

When the two left the Kingdom of the Death Crab, the sky of the oasis had turned pale.

It's been a long day. Song Lan hasn't closed her eyes since she woke up in the morning.

After the two left, the great sage fulfilled his promise.

Before dawn, he made another brand new exhibit in the history museum:

"Mr. Henry - The Man with the Heart Attack".

His existence is of great significance to the death crab group.

They recorded Mr. Henry's deeds in three different languages. Even if he dried up in a museum and became a skeleton one day, the death crabs would remember him in their hearts.

It was Mr. Henry who made them understand the horror of heart disease, and also spurred generations of Death Crab youths to embark on the path of medical exploration.

...

One day is enough to cause earth-shaking changes in the oasis, which is already undercurrent.

Compared with the last time I arrived in Lute City, the whole city became quieter. The streets were sparsely populated. When dawn came, the people singing and dancing disappeared, and every house and every household had their doors and windows closed. After finishing the luggage, we hired a bus and rushed to flee in all directions.

They had a hunch that this would be a war with a larger scale than the encirclement and suppression war, and a war involving more people.

Now there are dozens of rebels in Oasis who have offered rewards of more than tens of millions, and their leaders are even more notorious, and almost every one of them bears the reputation of subverting the country.

And now, they're targeting the true rulers of the country - the Brotherhood.

The Oasis Peace Corporation under the name of the Brotherhood also launched their operations.

They strategically withdrew their personnel from major cities such as Rila, and border cities with fewer rebel forces became their main positions.

Perhaps because of the wind and sand along the way, Song Lan and "Void" also became the targets of Oasis Peace Company.

The two had just entered the city and hadn't walked a few steps before the leaflets were handed out to them.

The girls who distributed the leaflets were wearing tight-fitting nun clothes, which wrapped their bodies tightly but showed their graceful curves. Song Lan secretly observed for a while, and found that all the leaflets distributed by Oasis Peace Company were beautiful nuns. A friendly smile can bring warmth to people in this troubled world.

The children couldn't stand the battle at all.

The above is Song Lan's evaluation of Oasis Peace's strategy.

While standing on the street for a while, they saw several young people in Lute City who wanted to leave fell under the attack of the sister nun, and ran towards them with leaflets in their hands. The so-called rendezvous point.

In addition to the beauty offensive, the Oasis Peace Company also showed enough sincerity-they prepared a wealth of supplies for the people at the assembly point, even if the war came, it would be enough for them to use these supplies to protect themselves.

And if they enlist in the army now, those who defend the safety of the oasis will receive preferential treatment at the highest level in the company.

"Old Xu, have you seen any tricks?"

"Well, your eyes stayed on the nun for 13 seconds just now."

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Under Song Lan's suspicious gaze, "Void" patted Song Lan's shoulder, and said with a look of "Leave it to me", "You like tight-fitting nun clothes, don't you? It's okay to say sorry, I'll go talk to the boss Lu said that the clothing company under the name of the Chamber of Commerce can customize all the styles you want."

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Small theater its two hundred and seventy-four:

On a certain day of a certain year, Wednesday, morning

Lu Xiang recently discovered that since bringing the baby home, Yelu has surrounded the crib every day. She was worried that this might cause jealousy among the children, but Yelu has already prepared to be a big sister. Prepare.

She holds a book of fairy tales every day, and tells the fairy tales to the baby in a decent manner.

"In the end, the prince and princess ate the evil witch and lived happily ever after."

"...Yelu, wait a moment."

Lu Xiang took a step forward.

Why doesn't this story sound right?

What kind of fairy tale would have a princess and a prince eat a witch?

The little baby's eyes are also rolling continuously, trying to absorb the new knowledge he has heard.

"This is "Night Heron's Fairy Tale". I asked sister Zhuangchi to help customize it."

Ye Lu turned to one of the pages of the fairy tale book, "Among them, the witch's food level is 20, which is a rare food."

"Witch, gourmet food!"

The little baby's eyes completed the crescent shape, and he clapped his hands babbling.

"Remember, witches can't eat."

Lu Xiang took a deep breath and touched the little baby's head. The little baby raised his head in confusion, looked at her for a long time, and then asked in a childlike voice, "Then, where is the guard, Uncle Li?"

"Night Heron!"

Lu Xiang grabbed Yelu who was about to slip away, "What have you taught her!"