Enforcer Manual
Chapter 941 - 874: Turbulent Times

Chapter 941: Chapter 874: Turbulent Times

"Monster, monster!"

"Run away!"

"Don’t come any closer!"

After a series of frantic shouts, the fully armed men who had moments before been exuding an aura of aggression, were now scurrying away in a desperate escape, rolling and crawling.

Vadim glanced at the empty shells and the scars left by the blasts that littered the ground, the fortress entrance had also been damaged in the recent fight.

Although he could have taken out the opponent in an instant if he activated the "Overload" system, he had intentionally prolonged the fight for a short while, just as "Nothingness" had said. From now on, everything he went through was a trial leading to the final round of the Combat Tournament; before encountering a truly challenging opponent, he had to quickly take control of his Psychic Abilities.

"I’m beginning to understand what you mean, so this is what they say about there being no such thing as a useless ability."

Vadim’s mutterings caused the few people crouching on the ground to stare at him in terror.

Just moments ago, they had witnessed an inconceivable scene.

Comrades who shared their goals suddenly went mad, turning their guns on each other. Those who had lost their minds seemed to still be conscious, as they shouted "Get out of the way!" while pressing down on the triggers.

Man is ultimately no match for bullets; those unlucky enough did not have time to react before they were pierced by bullets and fell into pools of blood.

Everything pointed to a frightening possibility in their minds.

Interference-type Spiritual Energy.

But the intelligence brief had never mentioned that Vadim had awakened to Spiritual Energy!

Moreover!

Moreover, the activation conditions for the known interference-type Spiritual Energy were extremely stringent, especially the ability to control their actions against their will!

Indeed, the Psychic Abilities research institute had also mentioned that the compatibility between cybernetic enhancements and Spiritual Energy was terrible, and Psychics who underwent cybernetic enhancement had a much higher probability of contracting cyber psychosis compared to ordinary people.

Even faced with the facts before them, they were still unwilling to believe that Vadim had once again undergone a transformation.

Again, gunshots rang out.

Seeing no hope of escape, those who had fallen to the ground used a brief lapse in control for a last-ditch counterattack, but what they saw next plunged them into even greater despair—the bullets that should have pierced Vadim’s body froze mid-air, influenced by an unknown force, as if everything around him had been brought to a halt.

"Spiritual Energy is powerful enough on its own; focusing on the ability itself is a case of mistaking the means for the end."

The flood of bullets changed direction.

Moments later, the shouting, cursing, and wailing all dissipated, and silence returned.

"Well, your ability is weak, and you have almost no foundation to speak of, but your perception seems to pass muster,"

"Nothingness" commented on the lopsided battle.

He recalled an old friend’s philosophy on life: his friend, an optimist, used to say that when fate closes a door, it always leaves a window open. There are no utterly hopeless ’trash’ from head to toe, without a single angle of hope in this world.

Therefore, his friend always made whimsical choices for "combatants."

"Nothingness," however, believed he had a different style. Before this, he had high standards for his "combatants," carefully selecting each participant from among his believers; this approach was mainstream among them, especially since the Combat Tournament was not just about winning a competition anymore.

This mystery troubled "Nothingness’s" mind until the end of the last Combat Tournament, and he could never find an answer.

He couldn’t understand why his old friend, with just a "R" card, was able to dominate them all, leaving them with no temper.

Could it be that he truly possessed a discerning eye that saw the true potential within each combatant?

"The upper world that you speak of, does it have many beings like you?"

Vadim grew increasingly curious.

Everything he had witnessed confirmed that he was not caught up in a scam; apparently, there were many existences like "Nothingness" in this world, beings that looked down on humanity, and a mere whimsical thought from them could alter the fates of many for the rest of their lives.

If even someone as new as he could achieve this level, Vadim could hardly imagine how powerful the most devout believers might become.

Take, for example, Archbishop Dargon Vida, Knight Commander Lie Ge; these were individuals who had truly existed and held high positions within the Church.

"There once were."

"Once were?"

"Now they’re gone. I don’t know where they went."

"But at least your old friend is still around."

As soon as Vadim voiced that thought, he somewhat regretted it, belatedly realizing that he seemed to be attempting to console a Deity.

"He is the reason."

"Nothingness" paused for a moment, and the memory of the last time he had seen his friend surfaced in his mind.

It had been a perfectly ordinary day until his old friend sought him out with a mysterious air.

His friend claimed to have conceived a brand new event, one that would be far larger and more interesting than the Combat Tournament. However, to flesh out the details of this event, he needed "Nothingness" to first visit the "lower realm" for on-site inspection.

As for the old friend himself, there were still some matters he had not yet dealt with, and he would come to the "lower realm" looking for him when he was done.

And so, many years had passed since that processing.

The path to the upper world was blocked, and even his old friend had vanished without a trace, until "Nothingness" recently chanced upon the unrest in District Four in an "outer world" newspaper.

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