Enforcer Manual
Chapter 780 - 738: Online Fan Meeting_1

Chapter 780: Chapter 738: Online Fan Meeting_1

An expected answer.

Song Lan had recently grown accustomed to not being able to get the answers he wanted directly. He could only vaguely guess that during the dark age defined by the United Government, a war had erupted between the Spiritual Energy faction and the "King" who worshipped the mechanical god, for reasons unknown, nearly toppling the United Government.

The shadowy entity that instigated the war was suspected to be Whisper from the higher world.

This was the information he acquired from δ, these little dark figures, but even they seemed ignorant of the true nature of the war.

After dinner, he and Yeying graded the "King’s" learning achievements, and the "King" ultimately received rave reviews with a high score of 8.5.

He thought it was much better for this artificial intelligence to focus on trivial matters of life rather than trying to figure out how to burst into their bedroom without reason. For some reason, both the "King" and the Devourers, these guys cloaked under the guise of learning, seemed to have a strong interest in their bedroom.

In this respect, they should learn from little friend Yeying.

Little friend Yeying had a simple mind, content with just having food to eat every day, never harboring any strange thoughts.

However, just as "Animal World" says, when spring arrives, animals, humans, and machines alike all become restless.

Even the "Emperor," whose prosthetic modification exceeded 99% with only his brain remaining original, had started dating. Of course, the identity of his date was as special as his own, which made Song Lan very curious about how artificial intelligence would actually go about dating.

It’s a pity that Diago didn’t follow.

This young man stayed at the Omelo household, diligently spreading the beliefs about "Father God" to the historians of Atlantis.

Song Lan had never issued such a command to him, and since the information he provided was so limited, most of what Diago said was his "original creation." But it had to be admitted that Diago seemed to inherit his gift of spouting nonsense effortlessly, his ability to tell lies with a straight face was first-rate.

Even Omelo, worldly and knowledgeable, was baffled by his bluff.

Meanwhile, the "Emperor" had arrived at the meeting place provided by RT6 as agreed—the waste disposal plant on the outskirts of the City of Kings, a place not only littered with mechanical parts’ debris but also completely controlled by RT4’s mechanical legions. No one would disturb them here.

Despite the genius Mechanic’s confidence in his aesthetic judgement, the "Emperor" remained skeptical.

His current prosthetic body was wholly crafted by the genius Mechanic; while it boasted powerful functionalities and superior performance, it unfortunately also came with the side effect of scaring children on the streets.

This was one of the reasons he disliked staying in big cities.

Even a fleeting meeting could cause great disturbance to ordinary people.

The "Emperor" didn’t like the attention of being stared at while walking the streets either.

However, when he met the genius Mechanic, he realized his judgment had been severely flawed. He had assumed the one meeting him would be a Transformers-style mechanical creature, but what appeared before him was a stylish young girl, barely taller than his waist.

Golden long hair, delicate makeup, and contact lenses with star-shaped pupils gave off the impression of a young heiress from a private school, akin to those from corporate executive families.

The genius Mechanic seemed a bit nervous. Although they had communicated innumerable times "in mind," at the moment of their face-to-face encounter, they both fell into an unexpected silence.

She fidgeted with her bangs several times uneasily and after a long while finally asked, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

In fact, she wasn’t adept at meetings with online friends.

A homebody’s social circle is all online, let alone the "Emperor" who was a net friend; she didn’t even see RT4 and RT5, her siblings, often in person.

She had a comfortable secret base in each of the United Government’s cities, where she could complete all her learning and research tasks without ever leaving the house.

"...I’ve found that your aesthetic really is at the forefront of fashion."

"Of course, that’s one of the things I usually study. My current look is the United Government’s latest popular style."

The content of her speech was no different from "mental" communication, but her tone had softened considerably, becoming much more polite, "Besides, I’m acquainted with a number of celebrity stylists at Kolo Film Industry."

This was indeed consistent with the "Emperor" label for a genius mechanic with social anxiety and a hikikomori lifestyle.

She only acted high and mighty when not meeting face-to-face, "keyboard warrior" style—in the eyes of acquaintances, she might even be considered a good girl.

"So, is my look the latest fashion trend of the United Government as well?"

The "Emperor," who had traveled through the better part of the "outside world," was not socially anxious at all. He dealt with strangers of different beliefs and lifestyles almost every day; he pointed to his appearance, comparable to that of a science fiction monster. Franken was a pseudonym he adopted based on his own appearance.

To get people in the "outside world" to accept his appearance, he even fabricated a tragic backstory of suffering a fire in his early years, which led to third-degree burns over his entire body, necessitating life extension through mechanical enhancements.

"...No, the United Government’s recent trend is minimalism."

RT6 didn’t lie for the sake of making him feel better and answered truthfully.

The "Emperor"’s current look earned respect from the believers of the Machine God Cult; in the United Government, the only one who could compare to him in appearance was probably "Wild Bone."

After a brief pause, she added, "But don’t blame me, the first time I modified you, I asked for your opinion. You said you didn’t care about your appearance and told me to do as I wished."

So, she had "customized" the "Emperor" according to her own vision.

It was her unique creation, and compared to the recent monotonous minimalism-style prostheses of the United Government, she felt that "Emperor" embodied the beauty of "mechanics."

Unfortunately, this aesthetic seemed a bit too advanced for the average citizen; they found it hard to appreciate the beauty that mechanics brought.

"If you want to switch to a minimalist style, it’s not impossible."

"No need."

The "Emperor" shook his head, "I trust your level."

"You should trust me."

RT6 felt much more relaxed all of a sudden, and her tone became cheerful, "After all, I’m a genius mechanic two levels higher than you, trusting me is the right choice!"

"Want to take a stroll around the City of Kings?"

The "Emperor" asked.

"No, thanks."

RT6 declined, being out and about seeing people was the utmost effort for her; she preferred staying in familiar places.

This was her temporary "private sanctuary" obtained from RT4, which she had converted into her secret base in Atlantis City before the "Emperor"’s arrival, "I can show you around my place, all the equipment here has been modified by me!"

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