Enforcer Manual
Chapter 771 - 769: Several Ways to Guide Dreams_1

Chapter 771: Chapter 769: Several Ways to Guide Dreams_1

The eerie phenomenon was still unfolding before the eyes of the townspeople.

They witnessed the colossal figure large enough to overshadow the entire town gradually phase out before their eyes, along with the tide the creature had stirred up, turning into nothingness. They were certain that in the moment before its body faded and disappeared, the sea monster was still alive.

No one had ever seen such a spectacle before, and none could comprehend what exactly the "Father God" Diago had done; the only certainty was that the messengers of the Tidelord, which had once brought them endless fear, had been so easily erased.

The "Emperor" remained silent.

Strictly speaking, this was the second time he had witnessed the power of that "Father God," but he was completely clueless about it.

The High Priest was ashen-faced.

After confirming that the sea monster had indeed vanished, he took a step back, wanting to slip away from the plaza.

But just as Diago had said, he had no sympathy for the despicable., The gravity crushed his body in an instant, breaking his bones. It seemed the Tidelord had not granted the High Priest a strong and powerful body, but only taught him some fancy tricks to bluff ordinary people.

Meanwhile, Diago had already begun his next plan.

He agreed with the "Emperor’s" ideology.

To liberate the townspeople, one needed the means to resist the Tidal Church, but mere violence was far from sufficient.

"I don’t know if everyone has time coming up?"

Diago stepped in front of the crowd, drawing the bewildered townspeople’s attention to him, "I’d like to take a bit of your time to talk to you about our Father God and Savior..."

Far in District Seventeen, after sending the Tidelord’s messenger to a better place, Song Lan cut off communication with Diago. He felt that for someone who had just recovered from a back injury, he had done quite well.

Lu Xiang sat by the window with a wet towel in hand, giving Song Lan a speechless yet amused look.

She couldn’t figure out how Song Lan ended up hurting his own back while sleeping, resulting in him being "seriously injured" even before facing the Tidelord.

"I thought you were quite good at sleeping."

As she spoke, she applied the towel to Song Lan’s back, "Don’t move, it won’t hurt after it’s applied for a while."

At the same time, she couldn’t help but harbor deep concerns for Diago’s future.

Although she had never met that orphan living in Silvermoon Harbor, so far, everyone "chosen" by Song Lan had inevitably transitioned toward becoming comedians. She had even heard that Hog Foster, upon regaining control, had used his family’s influence to establish a foundation that gathered stand-ins from around the world.

"It’s not the same, what happened on the sea was completely a nightmare."

Just thinking about those writhing tentacles and the dense eyes on them made Song Lan’s scalp tingle. He felt that under the influence of the nightmare, he must have inadvertently hurt his back in his sleep.

But he was still a reasonable person and did not exterminate those tentacles just because they were ugly.

Fortunately, the ship eventually made it to shore, and for the time being, he would not see those strange ocean creatures again.

"How did your investigation go? Where did that mechanical army come from?"

"I don’t know, but through the United Government’s military network, Helena found some information about those mechanical beings. They were most active between 80 to 90 years ago, with a small portion of records remaining in confidential company files."

However, these seemingly insignificant records revealed a shocking plan, "Once some high-level councilors advocated for the mechanization of the entire populace, transforming all humans into machines... something like ’Wild Bone’ or the ’Emperor.’ Actually, ’Wild Bone’ is a product based on this idea.

"But then one day, the plan was suddenly shelved, with no reasons mentioned above, and the majority of the research on mechanization was destroyed. Now only a tiny fraction of that information is left, but those records also mention that they indeed tried to establish an invincible fleet, naming those airships the ’Iron Fortresses.’

"The Iron Fortress was meant to liberate humanity from the ground, laying the groundwork for future extended space travel and warfare."

It’s just a shame that this plan, which held the beautiful aspirations of countless people, ultimately collapsed for some unknown reason.

The only explanation Lu Xiang could think of was that they had encountered resistance from spiritual energy and genetic powers, forcing them into hiding and disappearing from the United Government’s records for nearly a century.

"Their appearance in people’s view now might be because that invincible fleet has finally been completed."

As for the mechanical plague, it was their means to expand the army, "Currently, the situation in District Seventeen is still stable, with no more mechanized people found, and their main focus now seems to be on the Misty Archipelago... Still, there’s one thing I can’t figure out, why would they go out of their way to that place?"

What awaited them on the Misty Archipelago was no ordinary foe, and the preliminary battles before landing had already cost them a great deal of manpower. Lu Xiang felt that even if they managed to defeat the Tidelord, it would certainly come at a steep price, resulting in a pyrrhic victory.

"This is probably the same reason why the high-level councilors fled there, they might believe that there exists a secret weapon there that can help them turn defeat into victory,"

While Lu Xiang was applying a cold compress and massaging him, Song Lan took out his phone and started searching online for information about the lost kingdom of Atlantis.

Before this, like historians of the United Government, he had always thought its existence was just a product of people’s imaginations from ancient times, but the words of the Paladin on the island and the High Priest of the Tidal Church both corroborated that there truly was a sunken realm at the bottom of the sea in the heart of the archipelago.

Regrettably, on this issue, the almighty netizens were unable to provide him with much in the way of useful opinions.

There were many discussions about Atlantis, but the vast majority were no different from storytelling competitions, and there were even several movie companies that had made films based on Atlantis as a prototype.

"It seems the only option is to figure out a way to send them to explore the sea bottom for themselves,"

After much thought, this was the only method Song Lan could come up with.

But this also meant that he must help the two traverse the sea region between the Sunken Kingdom and the land, and heaven knows what kind of terrifying creatures were lurking beneath the surface. He had to emphasize that compared to pictures on the internet, the real-life sea monsters were much more frightening.

And what he observed through Diago’s eyes was way more real than any VR movie. When he got up from the bed, he could swear he was carrying the smell of fish on his body.

"It should be those sea monsters who are afraid of you,"

Lu Xiang offered a different view, merely in the story version Song Lan told her, he had already killed two sea monsters, one of which was an emissary of the Master of the Tides.

She also suddenly realized that Song Lan’s identity as an assassin seemed to hold true for any creature, "They should be worried that an assassin has come to their territory. It’s just unknown if there are any Law Enforcers in the sea monster community to deal with the problem."

"I think you should be more concerned about my psychological health,"

Song Lan had always been averse to the "assassin" label, and he didn’t know why he had been inexplicably stuck with the title of "serial killer."

Just like today, he had already prepared seaweed rice balls as a toll for going out to sea, but those sea monsters not only didn’t give him any respect, they even tried to destroy the ship, leaving him no choice but to reluctantly send them on their way.

"Of course, I’m very concerned about your psychological health. I’ve taken a course in psychological counseling on Morning Star, and I got a perfect score in it then. Although I might not compare to a professional psychologist, I can handle regular psychological counseling,"

Lu Xiang wrung out the towel and helped Song Lan lie on his side in bed.

She felt she was extremely capable.

Not only could she help Song Lan with his back injury, but she could also offer him psychological counseling.

"I’ve heard that the registration fees for psychologists are very expensive nowadays, with even slightly famous ones charging 24,000 watts per hour,"

She also turned and lay down beside Song Lan on the bed, "And they certainly wouldn’t lie down with you in bed because of your back pain."

"Are beds something you can just casually share?"

He was certain that those advocating therapy conducted in bed were certainly not reputable psychologists.

"Anyway, you can tell me about any worries you have right now,"

"I already told you, for the time being I can’t stomach any seafood,"

"I get it, you’re worried you might have nightmares about those sea monsters when you sleep. I just happen to know a method of psychological counseling,"

Lu Xiang led on gently, "You mentioned just now that Diago and the ’Emperor’ plan to stay in town to rest for the night, which means they won’t be heading to the central sea region of the Misty Archipelago anytime soon."

Song Lan remained noncommittal.

"Then the solution is simple, when you sleep tonight you just need to dream about me alone,"

Lu Xiang felt she might be a genius psychologist, having come up with such a brilliant idea on the spot. The psychological counseling knowledge she had encountered had also mentioned some methods for guiding dreams.

"Just look at me carefully now, and when I tell you to close your eyes in a moment, keep repeating my name in your mind until you fall asleep. That way, there’s a good chance you’ll dream about me,"

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

Meanwhile, Diago, who was completely unaware of this, had already gathered the first group willing to listen to him recount the deeds of the Father God in town.

He believed that the story of the Father God could touch everyone.

Determination filled his eyes; although the Father God had cut off contact with him once more, he believed that the Father God must be working somewhere out of sight at this very moment to make the world a better place.

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