Enforcer Manual
Chapter 34: Cultivation, but it’s very hard _1

Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Cultivation, but it’s very hard _1

After a thorough explanation from Lu Xiang, Song Lan realized a problem that he had always overlooked.

Where did his ability come from?

Lu Xiang stressed that awakening spiritual power is a highly painful process. Even if one manages to endure it, there’s a substantial chance of mental and personality distortions. So, the question arose, why doesn’t such a painful process leave any impression in his memories?

Before this, Song Lan always assumed it was a natural skill.

He had to re-examine his past again. His life in this world, similar to a slideshow, played once again in his mind.

Ever since he could remember, he was placed in an orphanage in the seventeenth district.

He grew up in the orphanage, and later, due to the orphanage director knowing the previous supervisor, he was introduced to work in the logistics department.

His life contained neither ecstatic joy nor desperate despair. When Song Lan attempted to look back at his life, it appeared as dull as a boring diary.

Because of this, he effortlessly "took over" the life of 2166, as their attitudes towards life were strikingly similar.

As for the use of abilities, he had never practiced deliberately.

To him, it was as natural as eating and drinking, requiring no excessive thought.

It’s like you don’t need to, nor will you remember exactly when you learned to reach for things in life.

Song Lan initially considered this as the guarantee of his peaceful life. But now recalling it, when he faced Chai Ke and the assassins sent by the Foster Family, the thoughts that emerged in his mind were merely "willing or not" and "worth it or not".

From the moment when time began to accelerate, it seemed that he never needed to consider if he could resolve his enemies.

If he could talk to his past self, Song Lan genuinely wanted to ask a question.

Master, what exactly did you do for a living?

He felt that either his past memories or Lu Xiang’s understanding of spiritual energy had a problem.

However, to him at present, it didn’t matter whether his past was spent repairing air conditions or being a serial killer. The key was how to continue his life.

At least he was quite satisfied with his current life stage. If he could eradicate the Foster Family from this world, that would be even more satisfactory.

As he thought this far, he became much more determined.

He understood that one needed to walk step by step. The most urgent task was to find a way to deter the boy who seemed to be an Ability User. If the boy clung onto him and was seen by the minions of the new High Prosecutor, who knew how much trouble it would cause him.

A few minutes later, he had a plan in mind.

... ... ...

On the following morning, Song Lan arrived at the Manor as usual, before the start of work. After sweeping his hand across the clock-in machine, he headed straight for his designated parking space.

The Law Enforcement Manor had designated bicycle sheds. But since he was the only person who cycled to work, he had the shed all to himself.

Today, Song Lan came prepared.

If he remembered correctly, the boy latched onto him because he saw him as a role model. The boy wanted to become stronger.

When it came to becoming stronger, he inevitably had to mention training.

This was a path that every hot-blooded youth had to take.

Seeing no one around, Song Lan nonchalantly whistled, which quickly brought about its effect. Following a rustling noise, the boy’s head popped out from the foliage where he disappeared the day before. Seeing that the person whistling was Song Lan, he joyously jumped out of the bushes.

"Big Brother!"

"I heard you say yesterday that you wanted to become stronger?"

Song Lan parked his bicycle and stood with his hands behind his back.

With the dawn breeze, his aura dramatically transformed, like an unsheathed, sharp sword.

"Yes!"

The boy rejoiced and nodded vigorously.

"Training... is a very arduous process."

"I’m not scared. In order to become stronger, I can endure even the toughest training!"

"Very good. If you want to become strong, you can’t do without this kind of determination."

Song Lan nodded in satisfaction. "Remember your mood at this moment and everything you’ve said. But more importantly, remember our Manor’s Wi-Fi password, which is zxc718371."

"Huh?"

In just a second, the boy’s determined gaze turned into a baffled one.

The way this training started, why does it differ from what he imagined?

Song Lan’s tone remained resolute, like a grandmaster about to impart his lifelong ultimate technique to his disciple. "Listen well, it took me over 20 years to become as strong as I am now."

With that, he took out the item he had prepared.

A sophisticated box, containing a brand-new mobile phone.

This phone was bought on the way. Though it was a cheap model nearing discontinuation, it had more features than the phones of 2020. More than enough for a child.

In front of the boy, he turned the phone on, entered the password, and connected to the Wi-Fi of the Law Enforcement Manor.

"This is called a search engine."

Song Lan opened the built-in browser on the phone, demonstrating in front of the boy. "The path to training is full of obstacles, and you’ll face countless unexpected issues. But as long as you master this method, you can solve any problem—simply input your queries, and it will give you the answers."

"Really?"

The boy blinked in disbelief. He found it difficult to comprehend that this seemingly ordinary text box had such enormous power.

"Don’t underestimate it. This is the key to countless worlds. Once you obtain it, the world’s strongest are there to help you solve problems."

After pushing the phone into the boy’s hand, Song Lan patted his shoulder heavily. "Now, I’ve imparted this secret to you—properly use this power, and keep striving to become stronger!"

...

If you want to become stronger, ask the search engine, not me.

Song Lan simply expressed his most genuine thoughts in a different way. Looking at the boy, pleased as if he had received a treasure, he knew this was a result that would satisfy everyone.

As for training...

That word has never been part of his life.

He wouldn’t wildly train every day like the protagonists in shounen mangas, nor would he take saving the world as his responsibility. Now, what he desired the most was to return to his desk upstairs and finish the movie he had downloaded the day before work.

"Wait, big brother!"

The boy suddenly called out from behind, grabbing onto his shirt. "You’re the second person to be kind to me. This is very important to me, here, you can have it."

Reluctantly, the boy handed over a badge emblem.

Its silvery white material reflected dazzling brilliance under the sunlight.

The gun and shield pattern on it were notably eye-catching. The two stars below the emblem nearly blinded Song Lan.

At that moment, he finally understood why the Foster Family was relentlessly after this boy.

Kid...

Song Lan’s emotions fluctuated wildly.

Why did you harm me in return for the phone that I gave to you?

Is this item something you can casually carry around?