Enforcer Manual
Chapter 1193 - 986: Illness_2

Chapter 1193: Chapter 986: Illness_2

RT5 (the "King") believes that the trait inherent in humans capable of subverting the calculations is freedom, a concept that they have always found most difficult to understand. The resolve to pursue freedom leads them to reject the consciousness link, to refuse to become one and be measured as a whole.

RT6, on the other hand, believes that the answer to this problem lies within the "Emperor".

Or more accurately, in her process of spending day and night with the "Emperor", embarking on a journey together.

Perhaps in the focal point of this hero versus Demon King-style journey, the children will find the answers they seek.

Having said that, the sphere emitting a huge pale blue glow turned towards Song Lan, and its icy tone surprisingly softened, like a parent visiting a school, meeting the teacher who had always taken great care of their child, "My child has been under your care, the path to the outside of the prison has been opened, but please be prepared, the world outside is far different from what you’ve imagined."

...

Meanwhile, an emergency meeting was being convened in The First Region.

All those with actual decision-making power in families and companies gathered here, a rare occurrence in recent years where the Conservative Faction and the Innovator Faction sat at the same table facing a common problem.

The issue started a few hours earlier.

The retired former Homeland Security Bureau Agent, Vince Mott, discovered an anomaly at Morning Star Academy - what he called an unprecedented strange disease, spreading faster than the Oasis plague. Before he could react, the plague had already swept the entire campus.

Vince Mott reported the incident immediately, but it vanished without a trace. By the time the Review Meeting realized the severity of the issue, several hours had already passed since the outbreak.

Now, mutated individuals could be seen everywhere, their numbers far exceeding that of the normal populace.

A sense of crisis, unprecedented, hung over all the high-level figures. Unexpectedly, however, this group of mutants did not exhibit symptoms of agitation; most continued to hold their positions, with daily life and company operations seemingly unaffected. More astonishingly, data indicated that the work efficiency in most companies and departments had greatly improved.

Research institutes in The First Region conducted studies on over ten groups of mutated individuals and found that the strange disease had not adversely affected their health. Moreover, many indications suggested that those who had long suffered from disabilities and serious illnesses had miraculously returned to normal life because of this disease.

Nevertheless, they had no choice but to convene an emergency meeting, reaching a consensus at the earliest possible moment—they must stop the disease from spreading further and solve the root cause of this peculiar illness.

"But why do we need to solve this disease? No, why do we call it a disease?"

Suddenly, a different opinion was raised in the silent meeting room.

Everyone’s gaze instinctively turned to the woman who had spoken up, one of the few young people in the room.

Her position in military technology, cemented by countless struggles, had earned her the right to participate in this meeting, "Whether it’s reports from prosthetic hospitals or biomanufacturing companies, they all indicate that this ’disease’ hasn’t caused any actual harm, quite the opposite, it seems to have benefits, from both medical and work perspectives."

"Zero, do you realize what you are talking about?"

The one who stopped her was an elder, standing with a personal nurse behind him, his body filled with devices to maintain basic vital signs.

A founder of military technology who rose against the tide during the third war. Although he had long since retreated behind the scenes, he still held the most critical decision-making power of the company behind the scenes.

"What I have said is based on objective facts."

The woman’s index finger lightly tapped the screen of the electronic handbook, displaying the data she had just collected to everyone present, "I have carefully listened to the concerns of the others, who seem to believe that this disease will affect the normal operation of companies, cause social instability, Destruction of public security, leading to unnecessary casualties... but these concerns are the complete opposite of the data we have collected. I’m sure you are all aware of the increased work efficiency in various departments. In addition, the latest stats I’ve received show that even the border cities have not experienced any public security incidents caused by disease and mutation throughout the entire day today."

Perhaps only the local Law Enforcers knew how shocking the 0% crime rate figure actually was on that day.

"What are you trying to say exactly?"

"If the facts can prove that mutations bring benefits, why should we stop them from continuing to spread?"

"The facts are already clear."

The founder of military technology snorted coldly and questioned, "Before today, have you ever seen humans with three arms, three eyes, four legs? Pardon my bluntness, they no longer qualify as humans, but rather as monsters."

"I see."

Zero suddenly realized and noted down the elderly gentleman’s question, "What you’re concerned about is an issue of aesthetics, but as far as I am aware, most people have not expressed contempt or questioned their changes. Of course, if you gentlemen really can’t be at ease, I can immediately conduct a public opinion survey to collect residents’ views on features such as having three eyes, three arms, four legs, and the like."

"Stop your nonsensical stubbornness, Zero!"

The elder shouted sharply, "Do you really think this is just a matter of appearance? It has changed the structure of human bodies, turning them into other creatures!"

"Isn’t that what the company has been doing all along?"

This vocally articulated rebuttal only made Zero more perplexed, "In the pursuit of more efficient work, haven’t we always been committed to transforming humans into other creatures? Brain operations to accommodate more data; Mechanical arms designed to withstand longer production times; or the surgeries everyone undergoes to install ports at the back of the neck for data chip exchanges."

Suddenly, the venue fell silent.

Confronted with her question, the elderly gentleman’s face flushed red but he was unable to utter a single word for a long time. This was because everyone present knew that what Zero had mentioned was the most basic Prosthesis Modification they had to go through to work at the company. To prolong life as much as possible, none of the people sitting there had their original bodies anymore.

"With an operating system implanted in the brain, arms turned metallic, and external ports built in the back of the neck—do such humans not qualify as monsters?"

While speaking, Zero’s eyes widened enormously, and a faint blue luminescence radiated from her prosthetic eyes, a manifestation of processing complex data.

And in terms of prosthetics, Zero had undergone more extensive Prosthesis Modification than anyone present.

An experimental accident years ago had nearly claimed her life; as a result, she miraculously survived after replacing nearly every part of her body, including the brain.

Her unnaturally pale, bloodless skin and the glowing, rotating artificial eyeballs were sights they saw every day, yet at that moment felt exceptionally chilling, making one feel as if they were truly gazing upon a creature with a human face but monstrous in nature.

"I’ve always been pondering over this, if we treat this mutation as Prosthesis Modification, what exactly is it that makes you all feel so threatened?"

She scanned the venue, which was filled with the real heavyweights of the United Government, many of whom she had only heard of by name and never seen in person.

Only when faced with major decisions that concern the existential crisis of the United Government do they appear.

A process that increased work efficiency, cured complex diseases, and allowed people to transform in the directions they desired was defined as a disease, and they also unanimously marked solving this disease as their top-priority issue.

"Until just now, I finally realized—the true concern of you all lies not in the physical transformation or aesthetic issues..."

Zero paused, then continued, "but in the fact that these people have not managed their bodies according to your and the company’s expectations."

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