Enforcer Manual

Chapter 442: Consciousness, Immortality, and Robots_1

Chapter 442: Chapter 442: Consciousness, Immortality, and Robots_1In order to maintain that the learning activities could proceed normally, Lu Xiang and Song Lan arrived at the accommodations prepared for the returning students, under the guidance of the dean.

"I didn’t expect we’d be the earliest to arrive."

After arranging her luggage, Lu Xiang started to carefully study the schedule given to her by the dean. The academy placed great importance on this reunion, and apart from the gathering, they also hoped that alumni, based on the industries they currently worked in, could conduct a lecture or similar activity for the current students.

As a star contestant who had attracted much attention in the Morning Star Cup in recent years, Lu Xiang was assigned two tasks.

The lecture about the work of the Law Enforcers, and being a judge in this Morning Star Cup.

The panel of judges had always been composed of joint delegations from corporations and large families, which served as an important stage for them, as investors of the academy, to gauge the students’ learning outcomes. There had never been a precedent of a graduate of just one year taking on the role of a judge before this time, and what was more subtle was the fact that the dean mentioned this was not the academy’s decision, but a request from the judging panel itself.

"I always feel there are some secrets that cannot be told."

"Maybe they have regrets."

Song Lan felt that the experiences Lu Xiang had over the past year seemed quite like that of a protagonist in a wish-fulfillment novel—being transferred to a border city after facing injustices in the Seventh District and within just one year, becoming a three-star rescuer, as well as an agent of Military Intelligence Section Seven.

"Not necessarily, I checked the list, and most of the judges this time are from the Innovator Faction. It seems that it’s their turn to pick people from the school this year."

Even the students were aware that the dispute between the Conservative Faction and the Innovator Faction had been long-standing. To maintain peace publicly, they would tacitly avoid each other during these activities.

"Now that you mention it, I also remembered I came here with a mission."

"What mission?"

"Study."

Song Lan took out the e-book compiled by Father Bruno and the artificial intelligences. Although the white-dressed female ghost had ultimately been destroyed, she had left them with an unsolved mystery. This e-book recorded all the stories about the mine monsters that Father Bruno knew of.

And the Consciousness Entity left by the mad scientist they found in the inn’s basement.

All the clues pointed to Spiritual Energy, but they didn’t have experts in the field of Spiritual Energy re

Today, although research in spiritual energy has not yet achieved breakthrough progress, it has been essentially confirmed that spiritual energy is another form of the human self-consciousness.

"So, how should we guide a person to master this form of energy that goes beyond instinct?"

Professor Myles raised the question, looking kindly at everyone in the classroom, already accustomed to the students’ distracted demeanor.

He knew the students at the Morning Star Academy were indeed overwhelmed with schoolwork and did not expect anyone to answer his question.

But he had to ask.

The question was not intended for the students present, but rather, it was directed at themselves.

In this research, they had repeatedly asked themselves.

Every time the content of this lesson brought him back to the days when he had just become a scientific researcher decades ago, filled with ambition and eager to dedicate himself to the field.

"The experience of being on the verge of death."

However, this time, someone in the classroom answered the question.

The normally compassionate smile of Professor Myles almost instantly froze on his face, and he immediately looked toward the back of the classroom, where a hint of panic seemed to mingle in his eyes.

"Wrong, completely and utterly wrong!"

All the students stopped what they were doing and, as if with one accord, looked at Professor Myles.

This was the first time they had seen the professor reveal such emotion during a lecture.

—"Who told you such an answer?"