Enforcer Manual
Chapter 444: Lu Xiang and the Bionic Restaurant_1

Chapter 444: Chapter 444: Lu Xiang and the Bionic Restaurant_1

The infamous "stimulative therapy" had already been banned in its entirety by the United Government, and history had passed its final judgment on it, yet to this day, no official channels had ever tallied the death toll caused by "stimulative therapy".

Song Lan had no intention of delving into whether Professor Myles resigned his position as a psychic researcher out of a sense of guilt or some other reason. He had already received suggestive hints from the other party, and before calling "near-death experiences" an evil knowledge, the professor had directly responded to the case Song Lan proposed.

The two misfits who had been thrown out of the classroom for asking erratic questions had no choice but to return to their dormitory.

The professor’s words indeed served as a reminder to him.

"This souvenir pin might also have a device for receiving consciousness installed in it,"

Song Lan took the pin he had found at the crime scene out of his baggage and inspected it carefully in his hands.

Looking back, it seemed that nearly all the small town disappearances had occurred after the individuals had received a pin, subsequently showing symptoms of sleepwalking.

"We could consider the sensation of being close to death as a threshold where consciousness detaches from the body, but that’s not enough, there may also need to be a receiver to carry the consciousness."

The greatest breakthrough of the town’s mad scientist might have been his creation of such a receiver.

This led Song Lan to believe they had made an important breakthrough in their psychic research, but many details still needed the expertise of professionals like Professor Myles to unravel.

"If Professor Myles left his researcher job to teach here in order to forget the past, then we are really just unearthing his scars."

After reading the important information sent by Dr. Bai Zhu, she finally understood the change in Professor Myles’s attitude.

Whether the emergence of "stimulative therapy" was intentional on his part or not, he had consciously or unconsciously ushered in a dark age.

In the days when companies and great families everywhere were frantically digging up psychics, countless ordinary people suspected of psychic abilities were seized into research institutions and subjected to inhuman torture.

"We can wait for Professor Myles to contact us... assuming he is willing,"

In fact, he was also prepared for the possibility that even Professor Myles might not be able to provide them with accurate answers. He found that consciousness did not just derive psychics but could also spawn the monsters people imagined.

He documented what he had learned today in the e-book compiled by Father Bruno and specially marked the concept of "receiver".

With the lights off in the room, Lu Xiang moved a chair to sit beside him, and once he finished taking notes, the two of them stared at each other, not knowing what to do next.

According to Lu Xiang’s usual routine, she would have used this time to study the backlog of files in the department, but when she planned to put them into her suitcase, Song Lan strongly opposed it. He said that since they had finally left District Seventeen for a trip to a big city, they should stop thinking about work.

As a result, she now found that Song Lan said one thing and did another. After taking the files out of her suitcase, he quietly brought some research materials with him.

It was only after everything quieted down that she was surprised to find this guy utterly despicable.

At home, he would throw himself on the couch right after work, wishing he could even turn off his cell phone to avoid being reached by Valerian and others, but now that he was on vacation, he turned into a studious student eager to learn.

He hadn’t mentioned before departing that Bug Swarm had assigned him a task.

"Song Lan, why do I feel like you’re becoming less and less honest?"

Lu Xiang stared at Song Lan for a while longer, breaking the silence.

"How could that be? Nobody is more honest than I am,"

Song Lan quickly said. Those who knew him were aware that he was sincere and trustworthy, without any cunning schemes, but he knew that simple words wouldn’t suffice with Lu Xiang; he also had to employ the tactic of forcefully changing the subject. "Isn’t it just because I’ve been influenced by the strong learning atmosphere at your school?"

"Heh, I smell the scent of lies."

Lu Xiang knew Song Lan too well, or perhaps it was that his lying was just too obvious. Every time he lied, his eyes would dart around, unable to meet hers.

"What would you usually do after class?"

Song Lan, of course, knew that she would be seen through by Lu Xiang, but she wasn’t a pushover. On non-principle issues, there was usually a high probability that, even after detecting his tactic of sidetracking the conversation, Lu Xiang would deliberately choose to play along — and that was the endearing part of Lu Xiang; she never liked to fuss over trivialities.

Of course, the young Song Lan didn’t know that every time Lu Xiang turned a blind eye to his clumsy attempts at changing the subject, she quietly tallied it up in her heart.

Usually, the debt had to be paid back that day or the next.

This time was no different.

She was quite satisfied with the school’s accommodation arrangement. She had listed Song Lan as family, so the school had provided them with a large single room.

There was still quite a while before nightfall, and Professor Myles probably wouldn’t be willing to deal with them anytime soon; they still had plenty to do.

"Come on, I’ll take you to a restaurant I used to go to all the time."

Sampling delicious food was Lu Xiang’s only hobby in the past. After a busy day of studies, her way to relax was to treat herself to a meal in one of the school’s restaurants. Although most of the food served there was synthetic, it was sufficient for a student.

Glancing at the time, Lu Xiang saw that there was about half an hour left before the majority of students would finish their classes — they could just catch the gap.

Song Lan naturally agreed wholeheartedly. As long as it wasn’t a nutritional injection, he was happy even with synthetic food.

Familiar with the route, Lu Xiang led Song Lan to the small restaurant from her memory. The restaurant stood in stark contrast to the towering buildings around it. As soon as they approached, the bionic waitstaff greeted them enthusiastically, with the light circle on their right forehead blinking incessantly.

Wanting a peaceful meal, Lu Xiang chose a private room in the restaurant.

"This place, from the chefs to the waitstaff, is all bionic, and no matter when you come, the taste and quality of the food are always the same," she said.

This was Song Lan’s first time dining at a bionic-operated restaurant, and he felt that it might just be the ultimate form of dining — not only were the dishes pre-made, but even the chefs could be non-humans.

He was already considering, once the farm next to the little town was built, that they too could open an AI restaurant in District Seventeen.

The AI once again showed their warmth; even though Song Lan declined repeatedly, they insisted that all expenses in their small shop would be waived for the day. They even skipped the ordering process for them and served them a portion of every dish sold in the restaurant.

During this time, the number of students in the restaurant gradually increased.

Many people came straight here as soon as their classes ended, without even dropping their backpacks off at their dorms.

"I didn’t expect this restaurant to be this popular with you all," Song Lan said.

Song Lan peeked through the slightly ajar door at the packed hall; outside, a long line had already formed.

"All thanks to student Lu Xiang," the bionic waitstaff replied.

Even after a year, the bionic waitstaff retained their way of addressing Lu Xiang, "Many of them came here initially because of student Lu Xiang’s fame."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Because student Lu Xiang used to dine here every day at 20:35. Even after Lu Xiang graduated, many people maintained this habit. They occasionally mention Lu Xiang’s recent developments while dining."

"We learned that not long ago, student Lu Xiang became a three-star rescuer, and everyone is sincerely happy for you," said the waitstaff with a smile.

And just then, as if to echo the bionic waitstaff’s words, a male voice suddenly shouted from outside the door.

"Announcement!"

This voice drowned out all others, and the noisy hall suddenly fell silent.

"Some bad news, Sister Lu Xiang, she’s in love!"

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