Enforcer Manual
Chapter 428: Final Interpretation Right_1

Chapter 428: Chapter 428: Final Interpretation Right_1

Although Fengling didn’t quite understand what a version update entailed, the title included "The Death of xxx," so she guessed that it most likely involved chopping someone down. Therefore, she became eager to try, seeing it as a perfect opportunity to test her notion of slashing people.

However, after returning to the small town, she realized her understanding of the new version fell far short of Song Lan’s. His subsequent actions involved no elements of chopping people; instead, he seemed as leisurely as someone cleaning a room.

She didn’t know if it was her limited comprehension or if Song Lan was guilty of false advertising.

"What are you doing?"

When she saw Song Lan find a vacuum cleaner from who knows where, she could no longer hold back the questions in her heart and spoke up.

She didn’t bring a knife to clean.

"Right, you can help by lying on that bed over there and roll around a few times to make it look like someone has slept there recently."

Despite being full of doubts, Fengling obediently lay on the bed and tossed and turned until the originally smooth bedsheets became wrinkled and the blanket turned into a tangled mess. Only then did she sit up and say, "Can you tell me now?"

"We are setting the scene now."

Song Lan finished sweeping the dust and wiped a non-existent bead of sweat from his forehead. As a hapless office worker who had only slept three hours, this cleaning spree was almost the death of him.

But everything he was doing was in preparation for better sleep in the future. It was foreseeable that before the complete construction of the farm and surrounding facilities, he would have to stay in the small town for a long time.

Upon hearing this, Fengling pondered for a moment before showing a look of realization, "You’re planning to move in here."

"What moving in here!"

Song Lan expressed disappointment at Fengling’s absurd conclusion.

After all, she was one of the founders of Void Paradise, yet her thinking was not sharp at all, "This is the former residence of the white-dressed female ghost."

"Really?"

Fengling widened her eyes in surprise, "How did you find out?"

She had followed Song Lan the whole way, and he hadn’t conducted any searches or investigations. He seemed to have entered a random household, and just like that, he found the house where the white-dressed female ghost once lived.

In fact, tales of ghosts and deities had always been prevalent in District Two. She had heard many of such folk stories from her family when she was young, some of which indeed mentioned the appeasement of spirits through offerings or fulfilling vows.

"If I say this is the place, then this is the place," Song Lan said.

Clearly, when he had been talking to Father Bruno just now, Fengling had been preoccupied with playing with fish and hadn’t taken their conversation seriously. According to Father Bruno, the white-dressed female ghost was a monster spawned by human negative emotions, the fear of the observers had projected into reality, and the existence of the Devourers provided it with the soil to grow.

And now, even the observers who had spawned it knew nothing about the specific settings, so they were completely free to fill in its settings.

For instance, assuming its physical presence resided here.

Unlike traditional scene setting, they weren’t trying to cover up any traces; they wanted as much as possible for everyone who came here to believe this was its dwelling place.

"Father Bruno said that as long as the origin that spawned them isn’t eliminated, they will revive countless times. This means that every time we kill it, the panic it spreads upon reappearing will be even more widespread."

The two of them wandering around and returning to the inn to tell the others that the white-dressed ghost had been eliminated clearly wouldn’t be entirely convincing.

This was precisely what made these twisted creatures so terrifying.

It was after realizing how difficult they were to eliminate that the Lunar Eclipse Sect exiled them to the mine pits.

"So, the question now is, how do we completely eliminate a monster that wasn’t created by us?"

"Clean the room it lived in with a vacuum cleaner!"

Fengling improvised and, based on Song Lan’s behavior, came up with this answer to the question.

This thoughtless yet forceful response nearly made Song Lan spit out a mouthful of old blood; this was the consequence of staying at home for an extended period without interacting with society or actively learning new things.

Fengling was excessively naive; since her arrival in town, her interests had been entirely fixated on the fishpond at the neighboring farm.

"Incorrect answer! The correct answer is, let the person who brought forth this monster personally destroy it. Only by convincing them that the monster has been destroyed can it stop reviving."

And this was the theory proposed by Father Abrah.

"But those people are all in Zone Two now."

"However, they have been observing this place through the prosthetic eyes of those company employees."

As designers and administrators of the Void Paradise, what they had to do was to provide an immersive "ghostbusting" operation for them.

Not through unknown powers, but through familiar methods, to destroy this monster with scientific means.

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While Song Lan was busy preparing the site, a deadly atmosphere enveloped the entire Starfish Technology.

Technically, after such a serious incident last night, the company was supposed to shut down for a few days, but the top executives of Starfish Technology were acutely aware that countless people were eyeing this project with covetous intentions, especially members of the Innovator Faction.

If the project were to come to a halt, they would try by all means to seize it.

For the family and company, this was not just a simple exploratory activity; they were vying for the right to define and interpret the Void.

Whoever took over this project would gain the interpretative rights to the Void.

And the staff in the observation room found themselves in a dilemma.

After witnessing the death of a colleague, they were supposed to resign under threat to their lives, even if it meant being blacklisted by the company—a problem for the future.

But now, none of them dared to go home.

Who knew if, when alone at home, they might be stuffed into a ventilation duct by that white-dressed ghost and discovered with their bodies twisted and deformed?

In such a situation, it seemed safer for all the witnesses to stay together to discuss a strategy.

Regrettably, after a full day of discussion, they were still unable to find a solution because they realized they knew nothing about each other’s secrets.

They couldn’t fight an entirely unknown monster.

Even with the company deploying additional security personnel and urgently contacting the Bureau of Anomalous Cases Investigation, it didn’t reassure them.

Anxiously, they faced another evening.

On the first day, their spirits were high; everyone was betting against each other, a sentiment against the "Little Mice" that had long since disappeared, and the room was unusually quiet.

Until, after an indeterminate amount of time, a voice of surprise rang out.

All eyes turned unanimously.

"They..."

That person pointed at the electronic screen, unable to hide their excitement, "It looks like they are preparing to investigate that white-dressed ghost!"