Enforcer Manual
Chapter 51: You Are Already a Qualified Burger Vending Machine_1

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: You Are Already a Qualified Burger Vending Machine_1

After the interruption by Song Lan, Lu Xiang gave it a thought and found that these matters indeed had little relevance to his current job. She had been swamped with numerous cases one after another lately. Surprisingly, four Ability Users had emerged in the small Seventeenth District, including two with exceptionally high potential for ability development.

Two of them were Destruction-type, one was Support Type, and the other, the Interference-type who had incited Lainal to commit suicide.

It seemed, the border city was not as simple as she had imagined.

Lu Xiang closed the notepad and said, "These matters have little to do with psychological counseling, but it would be of benefit for you to know more."

It was hopeless for her to count on Song Lan to help analyze the abilities of the remaining three, but it would be beneficial for ordinary citizens to know these common knowledge about Ability Users. Even if they may not be able to exploit the limitations of the "rules" to kill the perpetrators, in moments of crisis, these bits of extra knowledge could save their lives.

"Since Director Lu has no psychological issues to consult, I will retire to my room now."

"Wait a minute."

Seeing Song Lan rise to leave, Lu Xiang swiftly grabbed hold of his sleeve, "There’s one more thing."

"Director, please give your order."

"You’re the head of the psychology department. You need to find a way to ensure the smooth operation of the department."

"What if, I’m saying if, I fail?"

Song Lan asked tentatively.

"Then it would prove that your current ability is not sufficient to manage the whole department, and I will have to..."

His eyes lightened, interrupting her, "Transfer me back to Logistics Department?"

"No, bring you to my side and train you personally."

Watching Song Lan’s face turn deathly white, Lu Xiang’s lips curve upward slightly. She knew that this statement hit where it hurts.

As stated in the book, people always prefer the middle ground.

Using Song Lan’s nature, if she asked him to work hard directly, he would definitely refuse. But if she said that he would be brought to her side for strict surveillance, then he would be willing to work hard.

Lu Xiang’s words indeed stirred up deep-rooted fear in Song Lan - being reassigned to work by Lu Xiang’s side?

Wouldn’t that be the same as being moved to the front row for talking nonsense in class during high school by the class teacher?

Song Lan certainly doesn’t want to sit in the first row.

"Director, don’t worry, I can handle the department’s affairs."

He promptly declared himself.

"Hmm, if you perform well, I will reward you."

Having given him a stick, certainly a carrot must be given.

"Can you reveal what kind of reward it is?"

"It’s a secret."

Lu Xiang also stood up, her arms twining around his neck, she raised herself on her toes, her lips almost clinging to Song Lan’s earlobe.

’Every Little Love Trick’ says that at this distance, as long as she starts talking, the warm air flow will go straight into her lover’s ear.

"The specifics of the reward is left to your imagination."

...............

2166, May 13th.

The sky in the Seventeenth District just started to turn bright, and Song Lan got up from bed.

From today onwards, he’s decided to work hard.

However, he needs to emphasize that this is definitely not because of Lu Xiang’s reward. After a night of deep thought, he finally figured out his life direction, as the ancients say, every man should stand in the world...

Alright, he couldn’t make up any more stories.

He never expected that Lu Xiang would resort to the forbidden technique – seduction, to push him to take his job seriously. He, as a young man recently promoted to Department Head, couldn’t withstand such temptation.

Lu Xiang always got up early, even when he set his alarm clock to two hours earlier than usual, he found that she had already gone to work by the time he woke up. This made him doubt whether she was getting up in the middle of the night to go to work. Her work attitude was indeed a role model for workers.

After quickly freshening up, he walked into the living room.

However, today Song Lan was no longer fighting alone. To prepare for his first-ever proper training after accepting a master, Elmon had stayed up all night due to excitement.

"Master, I’m ready!"

Elmon was on pins and needles with anticipation because, up next, he was about to learn the secret to becoming a great Law Enforcer!

"Listen carefully, this is different from any cultivation you’ve been exposed to. Soon you’re going to get to grips with something that actually requires technical skills. It took me a week to master this technique."

Song Lan’s eyes hardened, and with a swift force from his left hand, the egg yolk flowed into the bowl filled with flour.

"The secret lies in the ratio of flour to milk."

After pouring in milk, yeast, sugar, and other ingredients one after another, Song Lan’s hands rhythmically worked inside the bowl.

For Elmon, who had never been exposed to cooking, this scene caught his eye. He found it hard to understand how the powdery material in the bowl gradually took on a smooth white lump after being kneaded by Song Lan.

All the flour that stuck to the bowl and his hands were eventually absorbed by the white dough. When he realized it, Song Lan’s hands and the bowl holding the flour were as clean as before.

"Next is to wait for it to ferment."

Song Lan smeared oil on the bottom of the bowl and put the kneaded dough in it.

Just when Elmon thought Song Lan had finished his work, the latter took out the prepared beef brisket from the refrigerator.

The next moment, the chopping board was flashing with the light of a knife, and a whole piece of beef brisket instantly became minced meat.

He put on disposable rubber gloves, spread out the minced meat, grabbed it into a cake shape, wrapped it in cling film for shaping, and put it back in the refrigerator.

"Next, are the important side dishes, lettuce, ripe tomatoes, tomato sauce, and sliced cheese."

The unfamiliar ingredients arranged on the kitchen countertop baffled Elmon, but Song Lan had already begun the next step. He expelled the air from the fermented dough, divided it into four palm-sized pieces, oiled them, put them in a baking pan, and put them in the oven.

He heated the pan and put the beef patty for frying, and seasoned it with black pepper, thyme, and salt.

The aroma that burst out of the pot made Elmon’s eyes widen.

All of a sudden, he remembered something.

When he was locked in the laboratory, he had heard the researchers mention that in the core area, they didn’t always use nutrient injections to solve energy supply issues. In a place called a ’restaurant,’ they could buy something called a delicacy.

Elmon was utterly absorbed by this magic-like skill, even forgetting the passage of time.

Until, the white dough was baked golden, and the beef patty in the pot had also taken shape completely.

"Finally, it’s about combining all these ingredients together."

Song Lan finished the final step, pushing the crafted burger in front of Elmon, "I’ve simplified it to a level that even an idiot could learn, as long as you master this, you’ll be a qualified autonomic hamburger vending machine."