Enforcer Manual
Chapter 1017 - 908: Faith Thief

Chapter 1017: Chapter 908: Faith Thief

First, Song Lan had to clarify that he had no particular fondness for the tight nun outfit. As for "Nothingness" saying his gaze lingered on the distributing nun for a full 13 seconds, there were only two possibilities.

One was that "Nothingness" was framing him, and the other was that he had fallen into a state of contemplation.

As an intelligence-based hero, such incidents were not uncommon. Previously during his visit to the fourth district, he had sat on a stone bench in the square deep in thought, barely noticing the passersby. However, when Lu Xiang arrived for some strange reason, the passersby turned into latex-clad exotic dancers.

At that time, Lu Xiang also had similar suspicions and, using her own body measurements, ordered a similar outfit online.

Therefore, this was something Old Lu must never find out.

For she truly wore that outfit.

It seemed like a good thing, but the consequences were terrifying.

As for the specifics of the consequences, Song Lan found it inconvenient to elaborate, for children listening would surely not withstand it.

"Listen well, you know and I know this, don’t go spreading it around."

Song Lan emphasized sternly.

He took the leaflet handed over by the nun, which had an eye-catching design, offering not only materials but also a narrative about the Church of the God of Life, from its inception to its development up to the present.

It was a shame they had returned to Lute City, otherwise he really should have gotten The Sage to carefully study one as well, helping them to write a glorious history of the Death God Crab.

Before they left, the Aocher Nibulu Kingdom had not yet produced a true historian.

The historical texts provided by The Sage were truly unsatisfactory, as they recorded almost only three things—burrowing, preying, and sleeping deeply.

This certainly couldn’t satisfy the visitors who traveled from afar to learn about the Death God Crab race.

The Oasis Peace Company’s station in Lute City was already packed with people. When the two of them arrived at the designated location, they could only sigh while looking at the back of one head after another.

It proved that freeloaders never missed an opportunity, no matter the place.

Upon learning that materials were available for free, the freeloaders began to act. Song Lan suspected that it might only take a few days before the materials prepared by the Oasis Peace Company were all taken. He lined up at the end of the queue, listening to some experienced freeloaders already discussing strategies.

Though in principle each person could only receive one set of materials, with proper manipulation, by splitting a family to queue separately, one household could receive several sets of materials.

"Nothingness," too, was inspired by the discussion and blurted out, "Old Song, should we call Captain Doug and his team to line up too?"

Captain Doug’s rescue team had already arrived in Lute City, numbering more than a dozen people.

"Wake up, we are not here to freeload."

Song Lan reminded him.

He studied the description of the materials on the leaflet, mainly essentials, exactly what the people in Lute City were lacking.

He had to admit that the Brotherhood was really playing the people of the Oasis border cities like pawns, controlling enough resources to mess up the local environment, making most people suffer, then gaining locals’ favor by opening their granaries to provide relief.

The logic was simple yet unexpectedly effective.

The vehement suppression wars had proven this point.

Compared to the officials’ proclamations back then that without the Brotherhood, the people of Oasis could have more job opportunities, and truly prosper, people were more easily swayed by the gifts offered by the Brotherhood and the system where reporting someone fetched a bounty.

The future was distant and uncertain, but by leaking some information to the Brotherhood, they could immediately get their hands on some money.

Under this influence, a new profession was born in Oasis.

Every day, lurking in the neighborhood near the Brotherhood’s influence, specifically to report those who escaped from the "Pig Pen," each reported individual’s bounty could be several thousand watts, and if those individuals had a special status with the Brotherhood, the reward could even be doubled.

"So what are we here to do?"

"Nothingness" tiptoed, but the line was so long, he couldn’t see the end at all.

The queue might take who knows how long, and noon was fast approaching, bringing with it the harsh rays of the sun that would surely cause some to suffer from heat stroke.

Song Lan had a point, he himself wasn’t lacking these materials, so why endure suffering under the sun with all these people?

"We’re here to infiltrate the enemy’s ranks."

The Oasis Peace Company had gathered so many people in the Oasis border cities, all in preparation for the forthcoming war.

Just recently, Song Lan checked the local news of Oasis; the situation was very unfavorable for the Brotherhood. Including Lira, various cities had fallen under the Rebel Army’s control. Once Hades and Kunka made their moves, the Esinvig Army and Aljom Army also joined this transformation.

As Rosali had said, the Rebel Army had long been displeased with the Brotherhood; they just hadn’t found the right opportunity yet.

Now that things had come to this point, all the rebel forces, adhering to a go-big-or-go-home principle, planned to seize this opportunity to completely wipe out the Brotherhood.

Song Lan was very curious about how the Oasis Peace Company would use these freeloaders to turn the tide in this desperate situation.

Few people understood the freeloaders better than he did.

Gathering free materials to bolster numbers was one thing, but getting them to actually fight bravely on the battlefield was absolutely impossible. He overheard discussions while lining up confirming this; most of them planned to take the materials and head home, or leave the Oasis before the real fighting began.