Enforcer's Handbook

Lu Xiang has a plan.

Splitting her power into pieces and scattering them throughout the "outside world" was one of them, and now was the first time she explained this long-standing plan to anyone except Song Lan.

After the Oasis incident, everything finally settled.

"Are you saying that you were not seriously injured, but that you deliberately cut your power into 150 pieces?"

"Nothingness" was so shocked that he temporarily forgot about his plan to put Shakeela into the beef and potatoes.

Splitting the power itself is outrageous enough, and putting it into the "outside world" that he can't reach for a short time is no different from being crazy in his opinion.

According to the parallel world theory, perhaps at some point in time that they don't know, "Corruption" finally succeeded in acquiring the energy of all the fragments, and the plague he created will sweep the entire world.

"'Corruption' is the best example. Once they realize the existence of the fragments, they are destined to spend many years trying to find every fragment. If they are lucky, it will take about decades."

In comparison, Lu Xiang seemed much calmer. Even if she lost her former spiritual power, she did not show any disappointment or regret. She glanced at Song Lan and said, "In this way, we can win enough for him." time."

This was originally a risky plan, and all bets were placed on this stupid bird.

Bet he can come back here someday in the future.

"'Corruption' is right about one thing. After the turmoil in the upper world, he did disappear for a long time."

Even for a "monster" like Song Lan, the development of his own abilities is full of unknowns, especially the unprecedented time system he has mastered.

When different times and spaces overlap, the established destiny will change.

But the problem is that when Song Lan first figured out the trajectory of the timeline, he didn't know which time and space he would appear in.

Maybe it was in the past, or maybe a century later.

"In order to prevent him from teleporting himself to some strange time point, I must set aside some insurance measures."

"Insurance measure?"

"Prevent the enemy from getting back here before he does."

"You mean those big squirming bugs?"

For the Lord of Genes, "Nothingness" is not familiar to him.

At least during the period of the explosion of religion and machinery, the so-called Gene Lords were just small characters who did not come to the fore. Neither party really paid attention to this monster driven by chaotic consciousness.

"No, it's the existence that drives Him."

"Besides you, did anyone else survive that war?"

"Nothingness" The series of questions made Lu Xiang let out a long sigh, while Song Lan kept her head down and ate beef, showing off several pieces of fine beef brisket while she was explaining.

She couldn't help but think of the first time she mentioned this matter to Song Lan.

At that time, as usual, he was lying in the garden that belonged to her and basking in the sun. Since they got acquainted with each other, this stupid bird has regarded her garden as his own home, lying down and sleeping among the dense flowers when he has nothing to do. Sleep.

This habit has been continued to this day.

Although she no longer has a garden, he has taken over the couch in her office and built a nest on it.

She knew Song Lan's temper very well, and she didn't expect to get any feedback from him at first, so she just talked to the tree hole.

"Do you still remember who brought the concept of 'destiny' to the upper world?"

"Nothingness" thought carefully for a moment, then shook his head.

Lu Xiang mentioned it coldly. He really couldn't think of who brought up this topic first, but it did have a huge impact on the entire world, and it also broke the balance between them and those mechanical lumps from a certain angle. .

Both sides need believers.

When the Third War reached its end, everyone realized that if the war was allowed to continue, everyone would become losers. Therefore, the upper world once established a coalition government with the machines and adopted a policy more in line with modern society. The principle of peaceful competition.

Until, the appearance of "destiny" changed everything.

It was never a specific existence, but it showed everyone the future where they would defeat the machines and usher in a new era.

"Nothingness" suddenly understood something, "You mean, the real enemy is 'destiny'?"

Previously, "Corruption" and his followers would talk about the New Era all the time. This was too much like those people in the past who were brainwashed by the omens of fate. "Is it a real person?"

"I think it's more like a brand. Once you are marked by it, you will unknowingly become a puppet manipulated by it."

Destiny foreshadowed the arrival of the Holy Son to the upper world, believing that the latter was the one who could help them win this war. After Song Lan came to the upper world, he indeed showed something different from ordinary people. Everyone Have high hopes for him.

It's just that what this stupid bird did later made everyone disappointed.

There is no clear war strategy, nor any plan to annex or annihilate the Mechanicum.

The only thing he did was to find a beautiful place to practice and recuperate when he had nothing to do.

Oh, right.

Lu Xiang suddenly thought that this was not necessarily true - Song Lan had openly invited everyone to follow his example and live a slow-paced life, and to provide extensive entertainment activities to make life in the upper world rich and colorful. In this way, they would not be able to live a slow-paced life together. In a few hundred years, the Cult of Mechanicus, known as the King of Scrolls, could be beaten to death.

By then, this war will naturally be won without a fight.

Regarding Song Lan's strategic thinking, the upper world gave him a unanimous evaluation - it was a complete fart.

But Song Lan is not angry either, he can always find a lot of fun on his own.

He held cricket-fighting competitions and went to the "lower world" from time to time for sightseeing. Since he had too much free time, he would also answer the prayers of some active believers from time to time.

It was also during that period that, in order to prevent the ideas he proposed from spreading widely among believers, they described his remarks in church classics as the whispers of the devil. Those who listened to the devil represented impurity and apostasy.

Since this stupid bird often sneaked into her garden to take naps, observing his habits gradually became one of Lu Xiang's interests, but it was precisely because of this that she discovered an unusual aura.

"According to my observation, the mechanism of fate is more like a hidden ruler."

"ruler?"

"It will choose a civilization and realize a unified future for it through prophecy."

On this basis, the Mechanicum and artificial intelligence that kept pace with the church became their mortal enemies, so much so that Lu Xiang once suspected that the outbreak of the Third War had its shadow.

According to the future shown by destiny, the fire of psychic civilization will defeat all enemies that stand in its way, turning the United Government and even the entire world into a world where psychic energy is the only totem.

"...But isn't this a good thing for us?"

"We are not the only beings that have been selected by it. The civilizations that were selected by it before eventually declined due to some reasons unknown to us. Once it is eaten away and controlled by it, all of us will eventually be like the 'Cricket', without knowing it. To perish due to love.”

The emergence of destiny once made them think that they were the masters of destiny, but the fact is exactly the opposite. Most people in the upper world have become slaves of omens.

The future shown by the omen will definitely happen.

The correctness of the omen is beyond doubt.

He who questions the omens is against the interests of all and is the enemy of the entire upper world.

Remarks like this are rampant.

It seems now that the people who were eager to eliminate machines at that time were actually no different from the believers who they treated as amusement.

"It was him who made me aware of it."

"Him? What did he say?"

"Nothingness" glanced at Song Lan in surprise.

As always, this person was still immersed in his meal and was not interested in the topic they were discussing.

Song Lan was the least likely person he knew to be a thinker.

"He held a cricket-fighting competition, which is actually a hint to us. Our current situation is actually no different from the 'cricket' in the competition."

"The cricket fighting competition... actually has this kind of meaning?"

"No, not at all."

Song Lan, the person involved, finally raised his head and expressed his views on the matter for the first time, "The cricket fighting competition is held simply because life there is too boring and we have to find ways to have some fun."

The upper world is a place that countless believers dream of, but he only found out when he actually got there. There were no computers or mobile phones in that shabby place, and there was an extreme lack of entertainment projects. Others could not wait to hold eight meetings a day to discuss how to completely eliminate machines. Believers.

He just felt that he was in the wrong place.

And he must emphasize that it was not him who proposed treating believers as "crickets" at all. His initial idea was very simple. The name of the competition was not important. What was important was that he wanted to cultivate some outstanding little animals and contribute to the ecosystem. The severely monotonous upper world introduces some new species.

It is said that keeping pets is an excellent way to kill time and keep people happy at all times.

But this brilliant idea somehow evolved into what it is now, and when others got involved, the purpose of the tournament eventually became a means to resolve disputes within the sect.

Those people came up with more opinions than one after another, but when it came to the competition, they all raised their crotches.

He accused, "You took away my dream of raising small animals!"

As a young man at that time, he also experienced the feeling of having his dreams shattered.

"I generally understand."

A simple meal brought an unprecedented amount of information to "Nothingness". Until now, he still maintained the action of reaching his right hand into the inner pocket of his clothes, pinching the bottle of Shakeela for about half of the time. hours.

The anger had long since passed, leaving him in a dilemma.

Not using Shakeela to retaliate against the two people's public show of affection would be embarrassing, but after hearing such shocking news, suddenly taking out Shakeela would make him look like a comedian.

Judging from the results, Lu Xiang and Song Lan not only eliminated everyone except themselves, but also defeated the "hidden ruler".

This achievement was much more glorious than he originally imagined.

"I have one last question. Why didn't you just tell me if such a big thing happened?"

Except for Song Lan, who cannot be described by common sense, both he and Lu Xiang have won the championship of a cricket fighting competition respectively. Their strength can not be overstated as being between two brothers. "If we really want to start a war, I will delay for a few days." Personally it’s not a problem at all.”

"It was his idea and you were part of the 'insurance plan'."

"How to say?"

"Nothingness" suddenly became interested, and his hand holding the bottle of Shakeela loosened a little.

"The place he asked you to go is the place closest to the fragments of power. Even if he does not return here before those fragments are found, you will definitely be able to detect the strange phenomenon."

"Hey, I understand when you say that."

The hand holding the bottle was completely loosened, and "Void" patted the table heavily, unable to hide the raised corners of his mouth anymore, "A trump card that will not be used until absolutely necessary, a role like a hidden master. "

Even if the "hidden ruler" returns here earlier than Song Lan, he will still be attracted by the scattered fragments of power. After all, they are the legacy of the brave man who defeated it.

And by then, it will be time for the "legendary Lao Xu" to make his grand appearance.

Very good, he is very satisfied with this identity.

In this way, he became a member of this plan.

The three of them once teamed up and defeated everyone except themselves.

"Having said that, our initial plan was not to go to war with everyone. He hoped to let others know about potential threats through peaceful communication."

In Song Lan's words, if we are just friends, there is no need to make the situation so ugly.

"But we underestimated the impact of imprinting, and that meeting inevitably turned into a banquet."

Before the talks began, the omens of fate changed.

In the new omen, Song Lan changed from the Holy Son who led them to defeat the enemy to the devil who brought destruction to the upper world. This was also the first time they saw the established omen change. Lu Xiang originally thought that this would be the strongest There is strong evidence, but those people are so obsessed that no one can listen to their advice.

In order to get rid of Song Lan, they made a sophisticated arrangement, which can be described as a dragnet.

"You also know what happened next."

Lu Xiang, who kept talking about the past, couldn't think of eating, but that didn't stop her from putting a bunch of potatoes into her bowl, making the potatoes pile up into a hill.

"But I understand now."

Recalling the past, Lu Xiang had a new perspective on that past event, "In addition to the deep-rooted imprint, there is another reason that cannot be ignored, and that is that you offend too many people!"

In the past, there were omens for protection, and others dared not speak out about Song Lan's behavior. Once the omens changed, everyone was eager to remove the cancer of Song Lan from the upper world first.

"How many of their followers have you stolen?"

"Yes! I also remembered what you said."

"Nothingness" spread his hands on the table, "Give me back my 152 followers!"

"No!"

Song Lan immediately protected the bowl.

The sun shone into the living room, and Lu Xiang suddenly felt that everything seemed to be back to the past.

The only thing that has changed is the food on the table.

It's much more delicious than before when these two people were obviously miserable but very confident.

Thanks to Tactical Glasses for the 500 starting coins!

Small theater its two hundred and ninety-three:

A certain day of a certain year, a certain day, a Wednesday, in the morning

Noble Cooking School in District 2.

Hearing the name, Hannah suddenly became serious. That place was not a traditional cooking school, but the highest-level gourmet palace in the federal government and even the entire world.

This noble college, which occupies one-fifth of the area in the second district, was funded and built by the Iris Foundation. It was rebuilt in the second district. For some unknown reason, the current leader of the consortium, Ms. Isabel Gilvez, Developed a keen interest in food.

Under the influence of a series of measures, the Second District has become a world-renowned gastronomic capital, and chefs from all over the world are eager to prove their strength in the Second District.

Those who can graduate from the Noble School in District 2 are destined to become celebrities at the forefront of the gourmet industry, and may even be selected by major consortiums to serve as their personal chefs.

"If you want to be admitted, you can only rely on your own strength. Isabel is the one who funded the school, so my relationship shouldn't be of any use..."

Hannah is not as confident as she was at the beginning.

Although her family is well off, compared with a big family like Gilvis, the gap is really obvious. "Even if you get into school through connections, you will be eliminated soon if you don't have real ability. I heard that Ms. Isabel is very interested in food." He is a very picky person.”

"Little Potato is very talented in this area."

"What kind of talent is it..."

"She didn't even learn how to speak, but she knew that the porridge cooked by Lao Lu couldn't be eaten."