Enforcer Manual
Chapter 947 - 877: Enemy of the City

Chapter 947: Chapter 877: Enemy of the City

"After the competition ended, Dave withdrew from the Church and returned to his hometown in District Twelve, where his relatives and friends were. I heard he got married in that scenic coastal city, had children, and opened a ship repair yard."

Lu Xiang listened to the story quietly while savoring the tomato-flavored potato chips she had bought from a convenience store on the way there.

The taste of flavoring was there, indeed not as delicious as the snacks Song Lan made at home.

Dave was a contestant in the 35th Cricketer Contest, which was already the tail end of the war by then. The Church had gained absolute advantage, and the entire Review Meeting had fallen into the hands of the Church, with Mechanical Church remnants hiding scattered.

The contest of the 35th edition was held to resolve the disagreement over "whether to disband the Mechanical Church and ban all Prosthesis Modifications entirely."

At the same time, it was also the last championship Song Lan won. According to him, there appeared to be a rising star in the 36th Cricketer Contest.

But the identity and name of that rising star couldn’t quite be remembered; his memory of the Cricketer Contest also ended with the 35th edition.

And Dave, from an obscure ordinary fisherman to a champion, was supposed to join the Church’s upper echelons and get involved in the future decision-making of the Church after winning the contest. But like the champions before him, he suddenly "saw through the vanity of life" after the victory and decided to leave all conflicts behind, returning to his hometown to live a leisurely and peaceful life with his relatives and friends.

Even the runner-up of the first edition, Black Flash, was no exception.

According to Song Lan, this mutant insect led its followers to the "outside world" after the contest and established its own settlement in a desolate place.

However, such an ending was a lot better than what Lu Xiang had initially guessed.

Although the champions had lost their fighting spirit, they were still living a comfortable life somewhere at this moment.

And after the traces of war were erased along with the Dark Ages, no one would remember their championship titles.

Maybe the innocuous-looking, good-natured owner of the boat repair shop in your town was also once a person at the pinnacle of the Psychic Ability Users.

As it turned out, because of Song Lan’s interference, the Church’s plan to completely eradicate the Mechanical Church had failed.

As for the secret of the Church’s fall, it was hidden within the process of the 36th Cricketer Contest.

"The Mechanical Church was able to survive, surprisingly, because of the Church’s internal strife."

A familiar voice came from the eyeball navigation robot floating beside the two of them.

Although RT6 had anticipated it, she still felt uneasy instinctively when her speculation was confirmed.

In Song Lan’s story, "Mother" had been on the losing side.

They had misjudged the power of the Church and Spiritual Energy, hiding like rats in the streets, which was hard for her to accept.

"After all, the Mechanical Church was only born during the Third War; it’s forgiveable to be outsmarted by wily and cunning enemies," Song Lan tried to comfort the other party.

"Who talks about themselves that way?"

Lu Xiang raised an objection.

But on second thought, Song Lan indeed often played tricks in daily life, even professional con groups from District Seventeen frequently stumbled because of him.

Song Lan waved his hand, "I’m different from them."

"How are you different?"

"I joined later. They were too annoying, and I only reluctantly agreed to their invitation."

Unlike those fanatical Believers, the so-called upper world held no allure for him; the rich material life of the big cities was already very satisfying for him.

This sentence also reached the "Emperor’s" ears through the eyeball navigation robot.

For some reason, a nameless rage suddenly surged in his heart; although he had no recollection of the background of the Cricketer Contest that Song Lan mentioned, those words just made him want to smack the back of his head involuntarily.

The "Emperor" severely doubted that Song Lan had ever played a leading and exemplary role during his time with the Church.

In the midst of their conversation, the battle in the district had reached a fever pitch.

Vadim lived up to his name as the underground emperor of District Four, standing like a war god atop the podium in the district, with a sprawling mass of fallen people before him.

The steps below him were already piled high with broken weapons and prosthetic parts.

It once again proved that the tactic of overwhelming numbers had no effect in the Cricketer Contest.

Vadim let out a breath; apart from him, there were no longer any standing figures within dozens of meters around him. Among these incessantly wailing criminals, many familiar faces were seen. With the onset of this edition of the Cricketer Contest, these minor characters had become increasingly troublesome for some reason.

He looked up to see two figures in the open stands.

Not long before, "Nothingness" had reminded him that other contestants were also arriving, and the real opponents would soon come.

Beyond that, Vadim also saw another familiar figure.

"Blue Eyes."

"Blue Eyes" had reverted to his original corporate appearance at the moment, climbing the steps all the way to the top, eventually standing in front of the two people and the eyeball navigation robot.

"Although I’m grateful for the valuable information you have provided us, there are some things I must correct."

"Blue Eyes" interrupted the conversation, "Hiding is also part of our strategy. Mother and we never counted on winning the war with just a few Prosthesis Modified fighters or war machines, it’s just a pity that due to the internal conflict of the Church, our counter-offensive had not begun before the Church disintegrated internally."

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