Enforcer Manual
Chapter 963 - 884: Old Void Pan-Fried Buns Welcomes You

Chapter 963: Chapter 884: Old Void Pan-Fried Buns Welcomes You

Song Lan could no longer recall how long it had been since he last encountered a tea scam.

The reason tea scams had become obsolete was that people nowadays had no habit of tea tasting, and their views on love were straightforward and direct, with relationships often confirmed in an average morning and by evening, paperwork might even be done. Compared to that, his relationship with Lu Xiang was progressing relatively slowly.

Fortunately, the girl of the young man’s affection didn’t adapt her grandfather’s profession to grow tea-flavored nutrient injections, allowing Song Lan to re-experience the beauty of a cultural renaissance in the year 2167.

As the nominal head of the Seventeenth District’s Anti-Fraud Division, Song Lan still reminded the young man indirectly, but the young man was resolute, claiming the girl would never deceive him. They had video chatted several times and were enjoying their beautiful future every day.

So Song Lan didn’t continue the topic.

He always respected the fates of others.

Looking on the bright side, perhaps the people of the Seventh Neutral Country wouldn’t remove his kidneys right away if they saw his strong body and proficiency with various internet surfing devices.

Lively conversations continued on the bus and the journey was smooth sailing. When the bus entered the outskirts of the Seventh Neutral Country’s outpost, it was already late at night.

In the meantime, Lu Xiang had called to discuss the day’s results with him, to make sure he hadn’t sent any fresh human organs to the black market after using the "Invincible Universe Heart-Piercing Hand Knife."

Song Lan often didn’t need any tools when performing surgery on patients, which meant he could offer assistance to those in need at any time and place.

The desert had extreme temperature fluctuations between day and night, and upon disembarking, he was greeted by a cool evening breeze.

This climate feature had been well-depicted in "Monster Hunter," with heat resistance pills needed in the morning and cold resistance pills at night.

Song Lan stood still, watching the people carrying dreams of wealth and the members of the scam gangs laughing and talking as they walked towards the hospitably recommended hostels – what a peaceful scene it was.

He had no intention of staying another night at the outpost.

Based on his understanding of scam gangs, they would most likely act at night, calling in the local group’s thugs and taking their newly acquired "friends" to a "better place" while they slept.

As for Song Lan, he wanted to maintain the record he had created on this trip—up to that point, he had gone over 12 hours without encountering any violent incidents!

He felt it was all Lu Xiang’s fault for murmuring the words "Jinx Star" in his ear every day, to the point where he could no longer see any good people and his mentality had subtly changed to assume anyone whose identity was uncertain to be a criminal.

The young man was the last to leave.

Convinced he had seen through everything, he headed in a completely opposite direction.

Before leaving, he had already discussed with the girl he admired. She said that the current situation in the Seventh District was chaotic and, fearing he might encounter danger on the way, used her family connections to secure a safe and reliable guesthouse for him at the border outpost.

After everyone’s figure had disappeared into the deep night, Song Lan was also ready to set off.

Given the Rebel Army’s unfavorable reputation, no one was willing to drive at this time, so he had to think of a way and contact an old friend he hadn’t seen for a long time.

The old friend readily agreed to give him a ride to the border city of the Seventh Neutral Country, saying they would wait for him three kilometers from the outpost.

By the time Song Lan arrived at the agreed spot, the old friend was already there.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, it had hidden half of its body in the sand. Seeing Song Lan approaching from a distance, it enthusiastically waved its short tentacles in front of its mouth, greeting Song Lan and signaling him to climb onto its back.

If everything went according to plan, they should arrive at the border city of the Seventh Neutral Country before dawn the next day.

After being away from home for so long, it was his Death God Crab friends that were reliable.

They were not interested in human organs like kidneys, hearts, or livers, nor would they ever lure anyone deep into the desert to work in the shadows. This was the pure friendship without any interest transfer that Song Lan always talked about.

During the journey, the Death God Crab also shared some recent news from its clan.

A large number of unidentified mutant creatures had appeared in the desert, and under their onslaught, some weaker clans had been wiped out. In the following month, the Death God Crab clan and the mutant creatures had engaged in several battles of varying scale. Although they retained their nests, many clan members were severely injured.

The most troublesome part about these mutant creatures was their unparalleled regenerative abilities. Even though they were not particularly strong individually, they could heal any severe injury in a short period of time.

The wise ones in the clan believed that the disturbances in the Seventh District were related to these foreign mutant creatures.

And it was one of the clan’s bravest warriors; when Song Lan reached it "by phone," this royal guard was patrolling the periphery.

"Eh, so you’re technically abandoning your post now, aren’t you in trouble?"

"No problem."

Song Lan heard the Death God Crab’s calm and deep voice in his mind, "You are a precious guest of the clan. Ever since our last parting, the wise one has always wanted to have a deeper exchange with you."