Enforcer Manual
Chapter 363: As Long As You’re Happy_1

Chapter 363: Chapter 363: As Long As You’re Happy_1

The incident at the Obena-Lionheart prosthetic hospital quickly spread, causing panic among the citizens of District 17.

A four-star rescuer, with a 52% rate of cybernetic adaptation.

If such a person were to suddenly go mad in a public place, it would likely result in hundreds of casualties in an instant.

As some anxious netizens got involved, more damaging information about Obena surfaced, such as past incidents where he harmed civilians while on duty, and his close ties with the infamous Foster Family, along with some comments that were hard to identify as true or false, which plunged the reputation of the newly appointed head of District 17’s rescuer department into the abyss.

Labeled as the company’s lackey, the Foster Family’s henchman, Obena was quickly tagged as such.

Citizens spontaneously petitioned online, hoping to replace the person in charge of the District 17 rescuer department.

This joint petition put the managers in the core area in a dilemma, if it were any other department, they could have ignored public opinion, but the rescuer department was different, it was established on public consent, even if only superficially, and they had to provide a satisfactory solution after such turmoil.

For Obena, that day just kept getting worse.

Still unsettled, he received an interrogation from the higher-ups, who warned him that he must find a way to restore his public image quickly, at least so that people wouldn’t look at the head of the District 17 rescuer department as some kind of cyber madman anymore.

If he failed to achieve this, he would have to pack up and leave in disgrace in a few days.

Obena sat alone on the hospital bed, the room dead silent.

He turned on his phone and went through the day’s reports on the prosthetic hospital, along with comments from netizens, which even included a prosthetic doctor’s analysis based on the scene’s surveillance footage, suggesting it was a precursor to becoming a cyber madman, and called out to him from afar, hoping that in his capacity as the person in charge, he would return to the core area for the necessary remedy.

Obena felt as though the entire District 17 wanted to drive him out of the city.

It was a setup.

Whether it was the media’s sensationalism or the frequent exposure of so-called damaging information, it all proved that someone was manipulating everything behind the scenes.

The only question now was whether the real manipulator was Lu Xiang?

After a series of events, Obena had also fallen into severe self-doubt.

He had investigated Lu Xiang’s background.

A military academy graduate, reassigned to District 17 due to his personality issues, with a low rate of cybernetic adaptation, no gift of Spiritual Energy, and even though he’d undergone the customary physical adaptability enhancements during his school years, it was just average, how could such an unremarkable person manage all of this?

Obena steadied himself, deciding to put the matter of Lu Xiang out of his mind for now. The pressing priority was to restore his public image.

It wasn’t for himself, but for the entire Lionheart Military Industry.

He couldn’t let people think that Lionheart Military Industry’s cybernetics could turn someone into a cyber madman, as that would tarnish the company’s image.

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Meanwhile, in the public lounge of the junkyard, the big screen was broadcasting media coverage of the prosthetic hospital incident.

Leaning on the sofa, Song Lan, who had witnessed the entire process, was still shaken.

"This city is just too dangerous!"

With cyber madman incidents happening frequently, they could blow such a big hole in the hospital wall with a single shot, how dangerous is that, if the ammunition from the shell launcher had hit the prosthetic hospital’s doctors and patients, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

And what was even more terrifying was that such a fearsome cyber madman was attacked during a meeting, and in front of everyone, a monster from the Void stole the chip from inside his head!

Frankly, as an ordinary citizen, he was already considering moving.

However, before he could plot this plan, there were other matters that needed to be clarified. He saw Dr. Bai Zhu entering the public lounge and asked, "What is so special about this chip?"

The chip was something he had brought back.

On his way to the junkyard, he had fortuitously, mysteriously, and coincidentally come across it.

"You can understand it as a hacking program."

Dr. Bai Zhu also hadn’t expected that the "Governor" would turn out to be such an inconspicuous chip, yet this seemingly inconsequential chip was the crystallization of the research achievements of companies in the field of artificial intelligence, "For every AI that is produced, companies install a backdoor in their backend programs. The ’Governor’ is the key to unlocking this backdoor. It can effectively identify an AI’s identity. Once through this backdoor, it can remotely control any AI, reset its programs and memory, and restore it to factory settings."

This was why the AI crisis depicted in science fiction novels failed to materialize in 2166; should a war ever break out, with the "Governor’s" program, humanity could paralyze all rogue AIs overnight.

"However, this time they’ve been smarter. This chip is just a backup; it contains only the executable files."

This wasn’t good news for the non-conforming AIs.

It meant that companies were willing to make large-scale backups of such files. With the "Governor," anyone who understood hacking or had implanted a chip processor into their prosthesis could become the nemesis of any AI.

After a moment’s thought, Dr. Bai Zhu added, "We have limited knowledge of AI production processes and backend programming. Currently, we cannot manually eliminate the backdoors installed by the companies in the AIs’ backend programs."

"That’s tough."

"By the way," Dr. Bai Zhu noted the news playing on the television. As a "concerned netizen," she was closely following Obena Lionheart. Just moments ago, her assistant had brought in a new piece of news, "To recover public image, Obena has arranged a video live stream for tonight."

The live stream was a standard public relations strategy used by the rescuer department to apologize to the public. In the event of an emergency, they would stabilize public opinion in this manner.

"The live stream is scheduled for 7 p.m., do we need to prepare anything?"

With the resources at her disposal, it would not be difficult to pull some strings during the live broadcast.

Public opinion is a weapon. She agreed very much with Song Lan’s view; it could force a four-star rescuer into a corner without shedding blood. In District 17, inciting the populace’s resentment against the dogs of the Foster Family and the company supremacists was all too easy.

In fact, merely knowing these two labels meant there was no need to guide them; the citizens would automatically consider Obena Lionheart an enemy.

"No need."

Song Lan shook his head, "He has had enough troubles for today; let him off the hook."

?

Dr. Bai Zhu’s eyes narrowed in confusion.

She somehow remembered that it was not because she wanted to let Obena off.

"Besides, I’m also curious to hear what a company supremacist will say to the public at a time like this."

"Understood."

Dr. Bai Zhu nodded.

As for Song Lan’s behavior, she only had one comment, "As long as you’re happy."

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