Enforcer Manual
Chapter 743 - 741: The Modified One_1

Chapter 743: Chapter 741: The Modified One_1

Rob Lucci left.

But the entire First Region remained a hive of activity, which included the reorganization of the Six Stars rescuer team.

Following Wild Bone and Yinbo, a few seats within the Six Stars rescuers became vacant again; however, this time it was not due to casualties, but because those individuals had fled the First Region following the high-level councilors who had instigated a coup.

To stabilize public sentiment, the Review Meeting sealed off the news from the outside.

After all, in the eyes of the public, rescuers were the last conscience of the United Government.

So, to fill these vacancies, candidates who had distinguished themselves within the Holy Temple were marked for promotion, including the name "Yaku Barrier."

This young man, once underestimated by everyone, became the most nominated candidate, and no one could question anymore the merit he had earned for the United Government; despite his youth, the role he played in this coup was second to none compared to any other seasoned rescuer.

"Alas, the Six Stars rescuers really aren’t what they used to be,"

Jasmine sighed.

There was no doubt that Classmate Yaku would severely lower the average combat power level of the Six Stars rescuers.

She admitted that Yaku had worked hard in the recent events, but there were always cases where efforts didn’t amount to much, and according to her evaluation, in the "Holy Temple battle" that had established his Six Stars rescuer identity, Yaku’s actual output was probably even less efficient than Hog Foster, who had just awakened his "Standin" a few days ago.

"Sister Jasmine, can’t you go a day without dissing me?"

Yaku also sighed; he had thought now that he was Jasmine’s colleague, she would see him in a new light, but instead of the praise he was prepared for, he received such a critique.

"I’m just kidding," Jasmine said with a slight smile. "Congratulations on becoming a Six Stars rescuer."

"Are you serious?"

"Just being polite."

"Sister Jasmine!"

"Okay, let’s talk about something serious."

Jasmine skillfully changed the subject, "How’s ’Emperor’ doing now?"

The "Holy Temple battle" had left many unresolved legacy issues.

For instance, they recovered "Emperor’s" body, as well as a life signal from a severed head that was still alive after losing its body, which startled many when the head of Trian was brought back.

The scene at that time was quite delicate.

A body without a head, and a head without a body.

Jasmine worried if "Emperor" may face the same fate as Wild Bone, whose body, although also recovered, had indefinitely lapsed into a dormant state due to the loss of the most critical operating system chip. The chip connected to his brain, and unless the company retrieved the lost chip or there was a breakthrough in technology, it was likely that Wild Bone would never wake up again.

"He has returned to normal now; I’ve heard that the Law Enforcers department found his head and sent it to the rescuer department."

"That’s good since he bears the title of ’The Strongest Rescuer.’ If he were taken out so easily, the department’s reputation would suffer... And what about Trian?"

"Locked up."

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Meanwhile, in the deepest level of the First Region’s prison.

The sound of footsteps broke through the darkness and silence of that level, agitating the imprisoned criminals within.

The United Government incarcerated them here as an acknowledgment of their "glorious deeds;" only those who had posed a grave and vicious threat to the United Government would be left here to rot and be forgotten.

Even the prison guards would not tread lightly on this level.

Their bodies were held fast by countless mechanisms, and nutrient solutions provided them with the sustenance needed to survive.

Not long ago, the prisoners had welcomed a new friend.

Since the end of the Dark Age, very few had been sent here.

The excited prisoners wanted to provoke this unfortunate soul who had wandered into this layer, just like they did with the prison guards, because in their eyes, only the new guards who were overly curious would come to a place like this. They still remembered the last kid who stumbled in here, who they had frightened so badly that he wet himself and scrambled out as fast as he could.

The moment the prisoners attempted this, an unparalleled sense of oppression immediately surged in their hearts.

Their bodies became incredibly heavy, and they completely lost even the strength to speak. The newcomer did not even spare them a glance for more than a second. Finally, someone recognized the newcomer’s identity.

"The Emperor!"

Although he had modified himself into an unrecognizable and ghastly figure, the familiar aura of oppression betrayed his identity and summoned the fear of days past—they remembered too well that many of them had been sent here by "The Emperor" himself.

Hatred, yet also fear.

The unrest of the lower levels returned to a state of deathly silence.

"The Emperor," without a sideways glance, headed toward the deepest part of the corridor, to the last cell, where a head was restrained by numerous intricate devices. Even though only the head remained, the Spiritual Energy research facility had taken the most secure measures to detain it.

The Emperor had complex feelings toward Trian, who was only separated from him by a door.

Their battle could be described as a complete defeat for him. The only reason he was able to be here was that the other party had teleported his head to a place so conspicuous that the Law Enforcers found him almost immediately.

If the destination had been a dark corner or the deep sea occupied by countless enormous creatures...

"You said that if we could ever meet again while still alive, you would tell me about her," he said.

The Emperor did not consider himself the victor.

Although the coup had been quelled, they still had too many puzzles in their hearts that remained unsolved.

The voice in his head, and those eyes from the deepest part of the ocean that watched him—he had never seen the true face behind those eyes, but merely thinking back on that scene sent a chill through his heart.

Because according to the positioning information from the operational system at that time, that location was at the coast of The First Region.

Meaning that there was such a terrifying unknown mutant creature beneath their feet.

"You’ve never seen her face, have you?" Trian asked, "Just like a net friend, communicating through the built-in voice chat of the operational system. I’m curious, how did she introduce herself to you? As a genius mechanic? Or maybe a hacker?"

"But none of that is true," said The Emperor with certainty.

"A genius mechanic possesses technology far more advanced than that of the United Government’s military arsenals or body modification institutes, and at the same time, almost no one knows of her existence. Do you think that explanation makes sense?"

Both fell into silence simultaneously.

It was reasonable.

Because when she told him this, "The Emperor" had immediately chosen to believe her, and had never once doubted her identity.

His trust in her had reached the extent that he had allowed her to anesthetize him, and completely transform his body.

In other words, if she had intended to kill him, he probably would have died in his sleep during one of the surgeries long ago.

"Of course, it’s reasonable to you," Trian said as if she had known "The Emperor’s" answer all along, "because her transformation has been thoroughly completed, and your thoughts are no exception."

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