Enforcer Manual
Chapter 1077 - 934: No Place for Little Black One to Hide - Part 2

Chapter 1077: Chapter 934: No Place for Little Black One to Hide - Part 2

His power at this moment was unshakable in anyone’s hands.

But Hog Foster was not satisfied with just that. When the H1 Department extended an invitation to him, he resolutely gave up his work at Libra and handed over the prosecutorial affairs to a trusted family confidant before embarking on his journey to The First Region.

The Chairperson of the Council had reminded him in the invitation letter that this could very well be the last stop of his life, and hoped he would consider it carefully.

They were facing an unknown enemy, one that was beyond the framework of even the Six Stars rescuers.

Such things had happened before.

Back in the Dark Ages, they had witnessed people around them dying one after another in such an environment, with only a very few surviving that perilous era.

Of course, besides fulfilling his executive duties and helping the United Government through this crisis, Hog had his own ulterior motives.

Biopharmaceutical technology had hit a standstill in recent years; with cloning technology facing comprehensive restrictions, the concept of immortality seemed to be drifting further away from them.

In fact, every group of researchers had once provided their solutions.

Scientific researchers believed they could create a network space capable of storing consciousness. As they neared death, they could upload their Consciousness Entity to the network for temporary preservation. Then, once future technology made significant breakthroughs again, they could transfer the stored consciousness into a new body, much like how software is handled today.

But each theory had its imperfections until Hog and others witnessed the drastic changes that took place in Lute City.

The power of the God of Life could cross over death, and even those who had died could return to this world. Immortality, hence, didn’t seem out of reach for a true Deity.

And in his eyes, the H1 Department was undoubtedly the closest place to immortality.

After quelling the internal family conflict, Hog indeed rose to the pinnacle of his life once more. But he increasingly felt the swift passage of time. Even though biopharmaceutical companies provided them with drugs that could delay aging to some extent, they ultimately couldn’t withstand the ravages of time.

Fortunately, this office just happened to have someone who understood the concept of "time" better than anyone else.

Hog’s arrival immediately cast a silence over the office atmosphere. He seemed out of place compared to the others, which could be discerned from his style of dress.

Everyone, including Rose, was dressed casually, while Mr. Hog was the only one who looked like he was genuinely there for work.

After taking his seat, Hog took out the standard electronic handbook from his briefcase, and the navigation robot displayed a series of complicated and difficult-to-understand work reports, which put pressure on everyone else to some extent—after all, when a workaholic appears in the office, those who slack off are inevitably affected.

Especially given the current ethos of the United Government, the vast majority of departments practiced a system of elimination for those at the bottom.

Mr. Song Lan was the only one who calmly savored his jasmine tea, with the latest inquiries from Kolo Film Industry spread out on his desk.

"It’s great that Kolo Film Industry has bounced back so quickly."

As an audience member, he felt genuinely happy for the industry.

"But, Minister..."

Jasmine lowered her voice, whispering, "Is now a good time to say this? I get the feeling that your relationship with Hog has frozen over. He is famous for being petty, and he might still hold a grudge over the incident in Region Seventeen."

Before she finished speaking, the navigation robot suddenly broadcast in a voice nearly indistinguishable from Nami’s, "Keywords ’petty’ and ’hold a grudge’ detected. Respected Mr. Hog Foster, your discipline committee assistant, An’an, would like to remind you that someone is speaking ill of you behind your back!"

With that, the eyeball-shaped navigation robot floated in front of Jasmine, "Hello, I am the discipline committee assistant, An’an. Could you please tell me your department? I need to register your personal information."

A discipline committee assistant!

Jasmine was dumbstruck. Hog Foster had actually used the power of technology to buy a navigation robot specifically designed to spy on those who talked about him behind his back!

"I have no idea what you’re talking about."

Jasmine was somewhat embarrassed, now that she had been caught speaking ill of Hog behind his back.

"Beep—"

The indicator light on the discipline committee assistant An’an flashed a few times, followed by a beep, and Jasmine’s whispered voice played back again, "Is now a good time to say this? I get the feeling that your relationship with Hog has frozen over. He is famous for being petty, and he might still hold a grudge over the incident in Region Seventeen."

It even had a recording function!

"Come back, An’an."

Hog Foster, having wrapped up his current task, revealed what he believed to be a kindly smile. He summoned Jasmine, who had been regularly interrogating her. "I left in such a hurry this time that I forgot to switch back the mode. You should know, our family had some issues recently so I asked her to help me sort out the atmosphere within the family and the department."

The navigation robot An’an was incredibly efficient and managed to fish out those deeply hidden scoundrels from the crowd in just a few days.

"To avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, I think it’s necessary to clarify that there have always been some rumors circulating that don’t match reality. I have never been a petty person. As for those who maliciously slandered me behind my back, I didn’t expel them from the family or set traps to make them lose their jobs."

"So you just hired top Assassins to take them out?"

"Haha, Miss Jasmine, you really have a great sense of humor. That would be illegal, and how could I, a legal professional, knowingly break the law?"

Grudge-holding, pettiness.

On top of that, add hypocrisy.

That was Jasmine’s assessment of Hog.

She never really got along with the managers of these large families.

"All I did was unearth their true talents. Lately, ’the outside world’ has had many places that require real talents, and they are undoubtedly the most suitable candidates... But rest assured, the affairs of The Seventeenth Region have long since passed. What’s more, I want to thank Mr. Song Lan for his actions in The First Region."

"Let’s stop with the pleasantries."

With Song Lan’s interjection, the atmosphere in the office immediately dropped to freezing.

No one expected the usually amiable Song Lan to be the first to put on a stern face. He looked straight into Hog Foster’s eyes as if an office war was about to commence.

"Hog, I just have one question for you."

"Please ask."

"How much does this ’Scoundrel Identification System’ upgrade cost? Can it work with the old navigation robots?"

While he was away, Valerian and others had downloaded many functional software programs for Nami, but none could compare to this Scoundrel Identification System.

"30,000 watts, including three years of system maintenance service."

Hog extended three fingers, "If you ask friends, you can also enjoy a 25% discount and the cumulative spending activities in the mall."

Can you stop talking as if you’re gasping for air?

Jasmine and the others silently reproached Song Lan with their eyes—last time he looked so serious; it was as if he wanted to destroy the world, but it turned out he was just inquiring about why he hadn’t received his salary from Military Intelligence Section Seven.

And to their further surprise, these two individuals, despite their considerable past grudges, seemed to have found some strange common ground.

They were exchanging encrypted gazes, communicating messages completely indecipherable to them.

Song Lan: There seem to be more and more scoundrels lately.

Hog: That’s why this system is particularly important.

...

After a brief fluctuation, the atmosphere in H1 Department finally returned to tranquility. After the initial probing, the stone in Hog Foster’s heart finally settled down.

He had always been covertly observing this peculiar department.

It was nominally set up to recruit extraordinary people for national security, yet not a single person there seemed to be seriously working.

Chatting, snacking, watching movies.

In The First Region, it would be hard to find anywhere more lax than this place.

However, Hog knew all of this was just a facade. When the conversation turned to topics of well-being, he realized everything.

Yes,

This was the place he truly needed to be!

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