Enforcer Manual
Chapter 1161 - 972: You Are the Real Rescuer_2

Chapter 1161: Chapter 972: You Are the Real Rescuer_2

No matter how powerful, beings from the higher realms have all experienced periods of weakness and ordinariness. For an opponent who can manipulate time, even a flaw that exists in history could be fatal.

They should probably be grateful that Song Lan has never been a person with strong initiative.

As long as you leave him be, he often confines himself.

Like now, after using his abilities, Dumb Bird claims to have entered a "lack of action points" weakened state, professing that if this were a battle, by the principle of stopping at a touch, the moment he activated his ability, he has already won.

"Fate is just a paper tiger; if it can’t take you down once or twice, it won’t bother with you anymore."

Song Lan explained with his rich experience.

In other words, as long as you are confident you can withstand a few rounds of misfortune, then you can do whatever you please, anything at all.

You could even book a luxury suite at a high-end hotel and sleep in the bed during the day!

He suggested, "In my view, our top priority should be to find a suitable hotel to settle down first."

"Why do you always have problems with hotels?"

Lu Xiang retorted unhappily, guessing that perhaps this is a characteristic of the Flight Type, always seeking a place to rest soon after arriving in a new area due to their attributes, with "Animal Encyclopedia" explaining that birds are creatures lacking security, and nesting is an instinct imprinted in their genes.

She knew it was a stretch to apply theories from animal encyclopedias to Song Lan, but Dumb Bird was just like that, you could never figure out his thought process.

"Moreover, we are facing a serious issue."

Among the three of them, Song Lan was undoubtedly the one with the most experience in "long journeys," "Our bank cards and deposits from 2167 have become invalid, and now we are penniless, oh, and identity verification is also unrecognized, we can’t complete registration at regular hotels."

This is the downside of "time travel."

In the process, you might become a person without deposits, residence, or identification any time, and although that’s manageable in a frontier town like District Seventeen with rampant document forgery, it’s barely possible to survive as an undocumented person in a highly modernized metropolis like The First Region, and you may even end up being taken for a "tea session" by the Counter-Intelligence Department as a suspicious individual.

Considering the possibility of such scenarios, Song Lan preemptively warned Lu Xiang, "If we get caught by agents from the Counter-Intelligence Department later, just memorize his name and badge number, and find a way to fire him once we get back."

Lu Xiang facepalmed.

She was increasingly convinced that Song Lan must have taken advantage of times when she wasn’t looking to indulge in such activities.

Even the means of retaliation had been thought through.

Thus, the gaze of the two simultaneously fell on the Emperor.

"Interjecting with a message from RT6."

Feeling uneasy under their stare, the Emperor spoke.

Before Song Lan activated his abilities, RT6 was also observing the scene at the other end of the cell through his artificial eye, her final shout resounding—"’Hold on, I haven’t boarded yet!’ that’s what she said."

And now, his communication with RT6 was cut off, unable to receive any more information from her.

From the urgency in RT6’s tone, the Emperor sensed a level of eagerness unprecedented, as nothing before had made an artificial intelligence so anxious.

It was evident that RT6 was also looking forward to a time travel.

The Emperor could easily imagine RT6 stomping her feet in distress after the communication cut, perhaps even squeezing out a few tears, though RT6 always emphasized that the tears were fake, just a response preset by the human emotion module.

RT6 was quite bothered by being left out and not included in activities, often holding onto it for a long time.

Thus, compared to Song Lan and Lu Xiang, he had another troubling matter.

After returning, he would probably need to exert substantial effort to placate RT6.

"Let’s set RT6’s issue aside for now, you’re a high-level official in the Church, you must have saved quite some money, right?"

Song Lan looked earnestly at the Emperor, "Don’t worry, we’ve always adhered to the principle of splitting costs during long trips, we’ll transfer the money to you once we get back."

"After the demise of the Church, I went through a rather desolate period until the rescuer department found me, and only then did my life get back on track."

"The Emperor" explained, "But that was after the ’Prey Movement’ had ended."

"So now you..."

"All traces related to the Church have been erased, including bank accounts, but my fridge module still stores some burgers and drinks made last night, enough for us to live here for a while."

The autumn wind outside the hospital was particularly bleak.

After "The Emperor" finished explaining, the trio sat on the stone benches at the hospital entrance, enveloped in a deadly silence.

That day, the Counter-Intelligence Department Minister, a Six Stars rescuer of the United Government, and the tourist, Song Lan, experienced a rare day of pennilessness.

"How did you deal with this situation before?"

Lu Xiang asked persistently.

She could get used to living out in the open; previously at Morning Star, she often faced far worse conditions during practical training, but now the main issue was not the living conditions, but the somewhat embarrassing feeling the three of them gathered together.

"I wouldn’t stay outside overnight."

Comrade Lu Xiang usually got home every night at a quarter past nine, needing to rush back around eight to prepare dinner.

Just then, a figure appeared as if from the heavens in front of them.

A dignified middle-aged man with an aura of high moral standing came before them and politely said, "Sorry, I happened to overhear your conversation just now and learned that you do not have a place to stay, if you don’t mind, there are some spare rooms in my house, where you can stay temporarily."

Seeing Song Lan and the others hesitate, the man quickly explained, "I have been paying attention to the recent outbreak of the strange illness, with some overstatements in online commentary; in fact, only a minority of patients show severe violent tendencies, with most merely experiencing mental distraction and intermittent amnesia, and I have been dedicated to helping these patients."

His demeanor and tone were flawless.

The man had even prepared a reason for helping them, "My daughter has also contracted the same symptoms; she’s receiving treatment in another city and can’t return here for now, I hope she would receive the same kindness in another city."

Without a doubt, this was a trap.

The former head of the Anti-Fraud Propaganda Department, Song Lan, instantly smelled the scent of conspiracy.

What the man had said was impeccable, as if he had rehearsed it countless times.

It was the peak of the "Witch Hunt Movement" when the hostility between Psychic Users and ordinary people had become irreconcilable, fueled by instigators, and numerous cases have shown that Psychics who naively trusted others in this era all ended tragically.

This was a tactic commonly used by The Keeper.

First, they disarm the defense with a relatable approach, then step by step lure the Psychic into a well-set trap.

If someone could promote the importance of anti-fraud awareness to Psychics during the "Witch Hunt Movement," many tragedies might be avoided.

"What do you three think?"

"Thank you very much then..."

Song Lan readily agreed.

The most perfect lie is a mix of truth and falsity, so Song Lan believed that the man really did have a large house—regardless of whether it was originally his or not.

However, before setting off, Song Lan felt the necessity to share some legal knowledge.

Self-defense and burglary with homicide are different things.

Yes, all this was to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings later.

He stood up, shook hands with the man, and said, "And you, my friend, you are the real rescuer."

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