Enforcer Manual
Chapter 176: Little Savior Song Lan _1

Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Little Savior Song Lan _1

Lying on the edge of the outdoor pool, you can see not only the starry sky above, but also hovercrafts filled with various commercial advertisements, dyeing the night sky with vibrant colors.

For Song Lan, this is what a vacation should look like, not buried in the desert, facing the harsh sun trying to have fun.

Not long after, Lu Xiang in her swimsuit carried a tray filled with all kinds of food from the buffet area.

It was already 12 past midnight.

The two of them had checked into the hotel, taken a shower to wash off the dust from their journey.

"Aren’t you afraid of gaining weight?"

Song Lan was surprised to see the high-fat contents on the tray, all kinds of greasy meat still sizzling with oil, and desserts clearly laden with sugar. Just looking at them made him salivate.

He had taken a cold shower just for that reason, to curb his cravings.

He isn’t a person who stays up late, nor does he advocate having late-night snacks, a wisdom he gained from his college years.

A late-night feast is momentarily satisfying, but the struggle to lose that weight is real.

He never thought that Lu Xiang, who ate so unabashedly, was a staunch believer in the zero-calorie doctrine.

"Here, touch this."

Lu Xiang held a skewer of roast meat in one hand, and caught Song Lan’s hand with the other, placing it on her belly. "Any extra fat?"

"Nothing there!"

Song Lan replied truthfully. After several checks, he was certain there weren’t any flaws in Lu Xiang’s figure.

"Hmm, don’t you want to eat? The food here tastes decent, much better than what Tesla Tech offers."

Lu Xiang’s lips were greasy, her face beaming with happiness.

There’s a basal level of happiness that comes with indulging in high-calorie food that can’t be suppressed. She loved treating herself to a sumptuous meal at a nearby restaurant after a long day of school at the Seventh District.

When she transferred to the Seventeenth District and saw the miserable state of the local food service industry, she thought her life was in darkness. But one day, she discovered something suspicious in the office building.

A logistics staff member brought in culinary supplies.

For the next while, she applied all the detective skills she learned in school, eventually garnering enough information.

In a sense, Song Lan was her savior who helped her when she was in a dark phase.

"No, thank you."

Song Lan shook his head repeatedly.

Firstly, he believed that anyone who can read a recipe can’t cook up a worse dish than Tesla Tech. Secondly, late-night snacks were, to him, akin to devilish temptations. As soon as you start, a second and a third time will follow, and the hunger experienced late at night paves the way for your defiance to crumble.

Other than weight gain, it can also foster the bad habit of staying up late."

This isn’t an exaggeration. Devil tricks people into chronic deaths through such a mechanism."

Seeing Song Lan’s resistance, Lu Xiang thought of a tip from "A Love Tip Every Day". She laughed softly, picked up a piece of crystal cake from the tray, delicately took a bite, and swiftly, while Song Lan was closing his eyes, moved his lips close to hers.

After a while, she wiped her mouth and said, "If you want me to feed you, you could just ask."

Song Lan, who was caught off guard, chewed on the crystal cake she had fed him, his eyes welling up with tears.

Just then, he was attacked by the devil.

The calorific bomb exploded in his mouth, and in that one minute, his life expectancy was reduced by a whole 60 seconds!

He was surprised to see the expressive range on Lu Xiang’s face had significantly expanded, and now even included a ’mischievous smile’.

"What would you like to eat next?"

"Try the fried chicken leg? It was quite popular when I was picking up the food," Lu Xiang asked, scanning over the food on the tray.

"I’ll do it myself."

An unbending Song Lan defied the devil, he grabbed a fried chicken leg, and bit into it defiantly in front of Lu Xiang.

"Ah."

To his unexpected surprise, Lu Xiang leaned in expectantly, with her mouth open.

Underwater, her hands moved towards Song Lan’s lower back, pulling him close.

The devil outsmarts by a foot for every foot of the path!

That night, Song Lan came to a deeper understanding of this saying.

...

A few moments later.

"Speaking of which, except for the airport, the city shows no signs of recently having a battle."

Song Lan, his arms crossed, sat at the corner of the pool, watching through the floating mist, the people still celebrating.

Next to him, was an empty tray, and a fully content Lu Xiang with only her head above water.

He thought, if he diverted the topic quickly enough, no one would notice he had just given up to the devil.

"The capital was seized by the Rebel Army, yet the people here continue to enjoy their party."

"As far as I’m aware, there wasn’t really a battle. As soon as they realized that Lieyang and her father were missing, the capital’s forces made a resolute decision to surrender."

"So they surrendered without firing a single bullet?"

Did they surrender quicker than he did when playing his games?

"Yeah, they surrendered."

Lu Xiang nodded, "On the day the capital was occupied, many locales found out about it from the news."

There was no loud killing, no gunfire, no bombing – in fact, many people were in the middle of their work when they suddenly found out their city had been seized.

The anxiety didn’t last long since most of them realized there was no substantial impact on their lives.

On the day the capital was occupied, companies didn’t even provide half a day off for their employees to adjust their mindsets. The only change was that the next day, every department had their employees go through a small surgery, in batches.

"After leaving Seventeenth District, I found out about many things."

Lu Xiang was observing the crowd on the other side of the mist.

Among these party-loving folks were executives at large firms, officials from the Twelfth Nation government, visitors from other Neutral Countries and, of course, members of the Rebel Army.

People were still caught up in their usual rhythm of life.

"What do you think happened to the cities that the Rebel Army had earlier seized?"

"Are they going through a lot of suffering?"

Song Lan remembered the sensational reports from the Seventeenth District. According to them, the Rebel Army was undoubtedly a war broker and the culprit of the destruction of peace.

"Most of them withdrew from the Neutral Countries agreements after the deworming surgery."

Lu Xiang said, "I want to see the world outside with my own eyes."