Enforcer Manual
Chapter 1107 - 949: Human Worries

Chapter 1107: Chapter 949: Human Worries

As night fell, Lu Xiang finally ended her busy day.

Upon reflection, ever since she arrived in The First Region, she had attended countless meetings. Even meetings irrelevant to the Counter-Intelligence Department would send her an invitation. It’s only thanks to the advanced technology and video conferences facilitated by holographic projections breaking the spatial boundaries; otherwise, her life might become like the most miserable workers Song Lan mentioned, spending all days either in meetings or on the way to meetings.

Of course, to the Chairperson of the Council, this undoubtedly reflected the importance placed on talent.

Showing up in critical meetings allowed her to grasp, to a certain extent, the direction of the current policies of the United Government, paving her way to be nominated in the next Review Meeting elections.

This was an opportunity that many envied to the point of gnashing their teeth.

Those from major families and high executives of big companies wished nothing more than to have their nurtured young members to appear in these significant meetings.

Lu Xiang leaned against the soft cushion of the hovercar seat, turning her face to gaze at the city adorned with neon lights, while the office workers in skyscrapers remained submerged in their piles of work. There was a time when this was how she imagined her future.

The cold instant coffee she held represented the sustenance for most people in The First Region.

After graduating as an honor student, she was employed by the Special Cases Investigation Bureau. By bustling through various locations of the United Government in one or two years, dealing with some mysterious and problematic cases to prove her capabilities, she might be lucky enough to be called back to the headquarters in The First Region before turning thirty, leading a small department, shifting from a low-level field worker to one who gives orders.

Then, her life would become like those people in these buildings.

Compared to the field agents at the bottom, office life was already the most ideal work environment—just a bit more tiring, without needing to personally deal with mercenaries, the Rebel Army, or criminals.

With even better luck, receiving recognition for her contributions, she might further advance to touch the management layer in her fifties to sixties, directly engaging with decisions coming straight from the Council.

This already counts as the upper-management of the Special Cases Investigation Bureau. The position of Mentor Catherine wouldn’t be much different, being able to present in front of the Councilors, giving them work updates would be considered a fulfilled life.

Joining the Council was just an impractical luxury. Thus far, no one from the United Government has become a Councilor without significant backing.

Looking at her current life through the lens of the past, her life as a human could already be considered fulfilled. From a background-lacking Morning Star student to the Chief of the Counter-Intelligence Department, media cooperatives with the United Government could easily make a 30+ episode motivational series out of her story.

The Council would certainly spare no effort in its promotion, impatient to tell everyone, Look, hard work really pays off!

What? Why do you ask whether working overtime every day didn’t result in your promotion or pay raise?

That just proves you’re not trying hard enough!

Right, such are the public service commercials broadcasted on airships now.

As the hovercar flew through the night sky, Lu Xiang was inevitably dazzled by the holographically enhanced, colorful night sky.

A relatively successful life, yet the current Lu Xiang could hardly feel any happiness, even if in the next election she joined the Council achieving what an ordinary person might seek in a lifetime, it still wouldn’t excite her.

Lu Xiang took a sip of the coffee, the bitter taste furrowing her brows.

Back during her time at Morning Star, she quite liked this brand of instant coffee, drinking a cup whenever she felt tired from studying at night—it accompanied her through her academy days.

But now, her taste had been spoiled by Song Lan. In comparison to this bitter taste, she preferred the various fruit juices personally crafted by Song Lan, even though this Dumb Bird never drinks alcohol, he was skilled in mixing drinks.

Thinking of tonight’s dry pot potatoes, Lu Xiang’s eyelids drooped, her gaze softening considerably.

Not only her taste buds, but her will was also influenced by Song Lan.

Lu Xiang believed that the Chairperson of the Council must have also personally sent more than one invitation to Song Lan’s email, seeming genuinely keen to change the Dumb Bird’s position from the "ultimate war weapon" in the eyes of the Council to a decision-maker.

Even powerful figures like Wild Bone were merely Little Mice in the eyes of military technology; in the United Government, only by joining the highest authority of the Council could one become the master of their own destiny.

Yet Song Lan achieved many people’s lifelong wishes in a much simpler way:

—he just doesn’t read emails.

So far, the only reply he ever sent to the Chairperson of the Council was a few short words:

"Unsubscribe."

This Dumb Bird was undoubtedly the most straightforward person she had ever met, fulfilling the bare minimum department requirements, never taking on any responsibilities beyond work, stemming from a total absence of any ambitions for promotion.

Unknowingly, the outline of the apartment appeared in Lu Xiang’s vision; she saw the warm-toned lights on in the living room.

This reminded her of something more distant.

Like when this Dumb Bird once exhorted her in her old backyard about the various joys of humanity—a typical scam.

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