Enforcer Manual
Chapter 405: The Working People_1

Chapter 405: Chapter 405: The Working People_1

While the United Government and all the biopharmaceutical companies were trying every means to find the whereabouts of Fengling, nobody could have imagined that this six-star candidate was sitting in a chair, contentedly admiring the fruits of her morning labor—a mountain of lumber before her, and in a deep pit nearby, there was a Guardian Spirit exposed from the waist up.

She already had the rudiments of a fishpond; the next steps were to fill it with water and sprinkle in the fish fry.

Song Lan, wearing a safety helmet, was holding a tablet with the Void farm’s plan on it. Artificial intelligence had autonomously completed the construction and planning of the farm, and thanks to Lu Xiang’s active operation, in a few days, a batch of seeds and livestock would be delivered here.

For people living in 2166, agriculture had become an unfamiliar skill.

After nutrient injections became popular, the United Government’s agriculture and animal husbandry industries began to diminish massively, and these areas were quickly replaced by the military and biopharmaceutical factories. Nowadays, all kinds of food materials had become luxury items, not only requiring pre-ordering but also incurring a hefty transportation fee.

Only wealthy families could sustain the costs of their daily diet.

As someone who was lay in economics, Song Lan did not understand the economic effects brought about by replacing traditional food with nutrient injections and agriculture with factories. However, from the method they used to hide bug eggs in the external nutrient injections, these companies had a strong motivation to push the process of making nutrient injections widespread.

This discovery was deeply alarming; it meant that they could inject the mechanical worms, which could control human thought, into most bodies at any time.

Eventually, the lower-class people would become mere numbers providing votes for the puppet-masters, or tools to manipulate public opinion. If developments continued at this pace for another decade or so, they could make white seem black, and black seem white, and the lower-class people under the control of the mechanical worms would just mindlessly agree.

Therefore, the more dire the situation became, the more valuable pure, pollution-free food materials appeared.

This was also the slogan Song Lan proposed for the new farm.

"It’s my first time farming, I’ve only read about it in the family’s educational materials before."

Seeing Song Lan approaching, Fengling said with a flushed face, "Chopping wood is really interesting, much more so than chopping people!"

True to being a six-star candidate, even her way of describing fun was quite unique.

Looking at the wood scattered on the ground, Song Lan sincerely felt amazed by the strength of a six-star candidate—Fengling alone was the equivalent of a fully automated logging team. She had set out alone for the forest with a bag of snacks and a cup of water after finding out the need for a large amount of lumber this morning.

It proved that in 2166, the Sword Drawing Art was still useful.

At least it made chopping trees extremely convenient; traditional lumberjacks couldn’t compare to swordsmen who knew Sword Drawing Art!

Song Lan thought Fengling’s people had not found a suitable application for their unique skill, resulting in their gradual decline, going from bad to worse. If they had started a logging company, they might even compete with artificial intelligence for business.

Guardian Spirit’s actions were even more exaggerated; in just this one morning, she had single-handedly dug out the outline of an artificial lake on the right side of the farm.

Strictly speaking, heading east along the town, they had already left the territory of the United Government. However, as this area was in a remote location and further ahead lay only a Gobi desert which even caravans would not choose to cross, it had become a wasteland over time.

Indeed, being a wasteland made it more suitable for them to construct a farm here.

As for Song Lan, he hadn’t been idle all morning either. In order to speed up the foundational construction of the farm, he had been continuously using his abilities to assist the artificial intelligences in quickly producing the basic tools for the farm.

This was also a test of endurance and precision operation.

Fortunately, after extracting the Parasitic worm from Princess Lieyang, Song Lan had realized the importance of precision operation and had never stopped training.

If he had a rating panel, he believed he could score a B or higher.

This had consumed a great deal of his Psychic Abilities; he had never expended Spiritual Energy as lavishly as he did today in the past few months. The drained Spiritual Energy even amounted to one-thousandth of the total. If he didn’t have a hearty lunch and a good sleep, it would not be so easy to replenish it.

Song Lan sat down on the bench next to Fengling, who, with great understanding, handed him a bottle of mineral water she had already opened for him.

He took a big gulp, leaned back in his chair, and admired the artificial intelligence and "Worker Bees" bustling around the newly outlined farm through the mist.

The "Worker Bees" were new entities hatched by the Devourer’s upon learning Song Lan’s requirements.

They moved quickly and could transport heavy materials with great speed; their genetic sequence had even been spliced with elements of a mantis, so their forelimbs could not only lift heavy objects but also precisely eliminate pests in the wheat fields.

They couldn’t get a large amount of mechanized farming equipment, but the magical genetic sequence of the Bug Swarm solved this problem.

In response, the Devourer’s proudly declared that the evolution of the Bug Swarm had once again surpassed machinery.

These "Worker Bees" didn’t need anyone to control their maneuvers; they could autonomously complete tasks like watering and pest control.

And their combat abilities were certainly much better than a tractor’s.

"This feeling is so wonderful."

Fengling said, having been sitting here watching the farm be built bit by bit after carrying over the lumber, she felt everything was thriving—a feeling she’d never had back with her family.

"Indeed."

Though he had overextended his Psychic Abilities, Song Lan pushed the exhaustion to the back of his mind; he felt this was the correct way to use Psychic Abilities.

The high point of development wasn’t far away, and they would soon taste the products of their own farm—wasn’t this more meaningful than having heart-to-heart conversations with others?

That morning, they witnessed the completion of the first farm in District 17, and they had also personally participated in its construction; he believed that this would be a striking highlight in the chronicles of the Bug Swarm.

The water in the plastic bottle was clear and bright, seemingly mirroring their mood at the moment.

As an ordinary citizen of District 17, he felt their lives were getting better and better.

But when thoughts turned to heart-to-heart conversations, a touch of melancholy crept into his contentment and satisfaction—it was just a pity that Mr. Chai Ke, who died so young, could never see these good days.

"When can I start raising fish?"

Fengling, full of enthusiasm, interrupted Song Lan’s reminiscences. Moved, Song Lan felt they should not live in the past but focus on the present.

Fengling seemed very interested in fish farming; she had been occasionally talking about fish ponds and raising fish since last night.

"Once we fill it with water, you can start," he replied.

"Great, I’ll come and check on it every day."

The atmosphere of the conversation was warm, like two coworkers who had toiled all day talking about life, facing their day’s efforts as the sun set.

That is until Song Lan decided to continue the topic and asked an untimely question, "What fish do you plan to raise?"

"Orcas!"

Fengling’s characteristically shocking response once again touched a chord in Song Lan’s heart, causing his hand, clutching the plastic bottle, to twitch, spraying water several meters away.

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