Enforcer Manual

Chapter 5: The 600,000 Worth Head_1

Chapter 5: Chapter 5: The 600,000 Worth Head_1With the conversation reaching this point, Song Lan still felt somewhat touched.

In this unfamiliar year of 2166, there was someone who worried about his safety, even willing to spend years of savings for him.

However, when Lu Xiang mentioned the two different methods of the rescuer’s examination, the most crucial and what Song Lan wanted to know the most, the third method, was passed over by her.

The basis of his abilities clearly had nothing directly to do with prosthetic modification or physical training. That left the third method as the only plausible explanation. However, from Lu Xiang’s hints, Song Lan gleaned a piece of information — those who opt for the third path are not only extremely rare but are also given ’special attention’.

That is to say, once this secret was discovered, a peaceful life would gradually move further and further away from him.

Before this, he had also tried to

"Thud——!"

Almost instantaneously, his body doubled over in pain. He had to hold his breath to cope with the pain. In seconds, Song Lan’s face turned bright red.

Against the "Fist of the North Star" lethal strike, the safe stood still, seemingly mocking Song Lan’s audacity.

Chai Ke, dammit!

Song Lan vented his anger on Chai Ke. Just admit it, the prosthetic you got is a counterfeit you picked up on your random shopping trips, right?

After a period of squirming on the bed like a shrimp, Song Lan suddenly thought of something. Grimacing through the pain in his right hand, he sat up to glance at the wall clock.

May 7, 2166, 2:24am. Damned Chai Ke!

Song Lan mentally added another grudge against Chai Ke.

His right hand, severely damaged, was obviously not going to be usable for a while, so he had to raise his left hand.

Having learned from his previous lesson, this time he only extended his index finger.

With bated breath and under extreme concentration, everything else seemed to be irrelevant to him.

He lightly rested his stretched index finger on the side of the safe.

This time, Song Lan did not exert any force. He simply nudged his finger forward a tad. The tip of his finger found its way into the safe.

So that’s how it works.

Song Lan withdrew his finger and thoughtfully examined the knuckle-sized hole on the safe.

2:35am.

He looked up at the wall clock again.

Bringing the chair under the clock, he expertly turned back the time to 2:24am. After completing these tasks, he went back to bed.

It seemed that he might be able to sleep a bit more peacefully tonight.