Enforcer Manual
Chapter 938 - 872: Believe, and It Is Real_2

Chapter 938: Chapter 872: Believe, and It Is Real_2

Song Lan seemed to hesitate, wanting to say something yet holding back.

He actually only found out about the concept of Nothingness much later.

"But what?"

"But at that time, I didn’t think too much about it, I just chose one randomly."

The main reason he chose the path of "Nothingness" was that the phantom representing "Nothingness" had been the closest to him at the time. "Perhaps, that was fate," he said.

"You..."

Lu Xiang felt as if there was a lump in her chest that she couldn’t articulate into words for a long time.

Song Lan always managed to deliver an unexpected blow in the places she least expected.

She could imagine Song Lan at that time and his encounter with Archbishop Dargon Vida amidst the sacred prayers, facing those beings from the higher worlds, about to make a choice that would influence the rest of his life. What a solemn and serious moment it must have been, yet this Dumb Bird just picked the one closest to him.

Perhaps not even the Archbishop, no, not even "Nothingness," knew the reason why Song Lan had chosen It initially.

"However, we really hit it off at the time, and you could say we were of the same mind."

"Maybe you just assimilated It."

No one who had spent time with Song Lan could escape being assimilated by him, not even "Nothingness." Thinking of something, Lu Xiang said, "’Golden Lion,’ the person who won the first cricket fighting competition, was ’Nothingness’?"

Though it lacked the "Invincible Universe" prefix, the naming style was clearly from the same school.

Even Lu Xiang herself had been influenced.

As for Song Lan, who went fishing for three days only to dry his nets for two and could slack off for a whole week, if it had been the old her, she would have surely kicked him out without mercy. But now...

Not only did she turn a blind eye, but she also looked for ways to compensate for it through other means.

This was nothing short of collusion.

Lu Xiang, known for her integrity in the Morning Star, ultimately became corrupted.

"Hmm, the ’Nothingness’ contestant does have quite some strength," Song Lan said, arms folded across his chest, with a tone of assessment.

"Why does it sound like you’re the champion?"

"Because the cricket fighting competition wasn’t held only once. According to the overall record of our encounters, my win rate is higher."

Lu Xiang paused, rarely seeing Song Lan show such a smug expression.

Song Lan was the person with the least desire for victory that she had ever met. In his words, being obsessed with winning only brought him trouble and enemies, which didn’t align with his life philosophy. But it seemed that he took the cricket fighting competition quite seriously.

"So, is the old friend who came looking for you ’Nothingness’?"

"Besides It, there should be no one else who could find this place."

"I thought all of your friends were already dead."

Lu Xiang remembered Song Lan mentioning the beings of the upper world after his journey to Purple Wisteria Academy; he said that it was already deserted.

The headmaster of Purple Wisteria Academy had fulfilled his long-cherished wish, but sadly no one was there waiting for him anymore.

Considering the outcome of the other friends Song Lan had made in District Seventeen, it was natural for Lu Xiang to assume that those beings had perished as well.

"Most of them are indeed," he replied.

"Then, is It coming to you for revenge this time?"

"No."

Song Lan stared ahead at the lifelike statue. "Nothingness" lured them here through the conspicuous ’Vadim’ just to convey a message to him.

"The 37th cricket fighting competition is about to commence."

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

Meanwhile, at the Eden Hotel.

A four-person team led by Veronica and Valerian gathered again, realizing that Mentor Lucky wasn’t as reliable as they had thought, they decided to take another approach.

Therefore, Roger, who had been acting strangely since arriving in the Fourth District, became the focus of their attention.

Without a doubt, Roger had grown stronger.

Even though they hadn’t managed to save the founder of Kolo Film Industry, he had single-handedly slain the humanoid monster that had been gnawing on Xin Ge Xi’s corpse.

Clearly, Roger had changed after coming to the Fourth District. Just the day before they set off, he had been knocked out with a single punch in an underground boxing match after getting drunk, which resulted in his professional boxing record dropping to 0 wins and 2 losses.

To this, Roger explained that after arriving in the Fourth District, he had come into contact with some kind of Natural Power.

When the crisis descended, as one of the few men in the team, he had to shoulder the burden of protecting his colleagues, and it was then that Natural Power responded to him.

It wasn’t until the four of them decided to hold a specialized conference on the Natural Power that Roger had talked about that they suddenly realized just how unbelievable the whole thing was.

The most unbelievable aspect was that, before they even started the conference, they had taken the concept of "Natural Energy" for granted for a long period in the past.

"Wait a minute, why did we just assume it was natural to link Roger with Natural Power?"

Zhuang Chi stood up with a slam on the table.

Veronica and Valerian looked at each other, unable to answer that question at the moment.

In fact, even now, they still didn’t know what exactly Roger’s so-called Natural Energy was.

"Let me think it through a little more."

With a wave of her small hand, Zhuang Chi let her thoughts return to their first day in the fourth sector.

They had encountered a lot of things on that first day.

The autograph seeker met her death at home, and her dream of making a fortune was completely dashed. It was also on that night that Roger began to think about protecting his companions.

Then...

Roger locked himself in his room for a night and made a connection with what he called Natural Energy.

He didn’t even put on boxing gloves to train his arm strength by punching the sandbag!

Though it sounded utterly absurd in the past, the fact that Roger killed the monster was undeniable, forcing them to believe in the existence of Natural Energy and to rationalize this twisted and bizarre story as much as possible.

They then thought, if Natural Energy truly existed, perhaps every one of them could master this power.

"Roger, you said you stayed in your room for one night, right?"

"Yeah."

"What did you do exactly?"

"Meditation."

"Meditation?"

All three frowned in unison, feeling that things were getting more and more bizarre. It was only characters in fantasy works that could become stronger through meditation.

"Show us how you did it."

"This isn’t quite the right place, it needs to be in my own room."

"Okay, then let’s go to your room."

Accompanied by the three of them, Roger entered his room like he was accustomed to doing.

Under their gaze, he drew the curtains, jumped onto the bed, and covered himself with a blanket.

The three of them just stood there, keeping their eyes on Roger without looking away for a second.

Even his method of meditating was far from what they had imagined — Roger didn’t even pretend to sit cross-legged on the floor in some meaningless posture but went straight into the blankets.

"Did he just sleep like this all night?"

Veronica was full of doubt.

She couldn’t sense from Roger’s actions any will to protect his companions, but rather that he must have a good quality of sleep.

"Roger, Roger?"

Ten minutes later, seeing that there was still no movement from Roger, Zhuang Chi tentatively called out his name.

Roger didn’t respond, only the sound of his steady breathing could be heard.

"Did Roger...just fall asleep?"

Valerian voiced the question on everyone’s mind, "Is the cultivation of Natural Energy just a dream he had in his dazed state?"

"No, it shouldn’t be."

Veronica suddenly said, her gaze fixed on Roger as if under a spell, and only then did Zhuang Chi and Valerian notice her unusual behavior.

Veronica’s lips moved, murmuring to herself, "His dream..."

"His dream? What about his dream? No, wait, how do you know what he dreamed about?"

"The Muscle Hunk appeared!"

"Huh?"

"The Muscle Hunk was imparting him combat skills!"

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