Peach Cooldown

In the dystopian world of 2166, District Seventeen, my current abode, earned the dubious honor of being labeled the Federation's most decrepit sector. 
The specter of unemployment looms large...
The count of missing individuals steadily climbs...
A relentless tide of fugitives...
As many people say, Enforcer is the most dangerous career on this planet.
And I, unfortunately, have become one. 
(Cyberpunk + Post-apocalyptic, four completed novels over millions of words. Feel free to read in any way you wish.)

Enforcer Manual

Dominas stayed up until two in the morning, as he didn't want to miss the outcomes of their meetings.


A mixture of anxiety and anticipation, these emotions he hadn't experienced in quite some time.


Dorago Safron did not disappoint. Right after two o'clock, he received a reply from him. Unlike a typical report, the message went into thorough detail about the "eager citizen's" capabilities and potential vulnerabilities. Using these vulnerabilities, an intricate assassination plan was formulated.


Furthermore, they had created a model named "Bullet Trajectory".


The existence of this model allowed Dominas to truly see the possibility of killing the target.


He couldn't think of any other word but "professional" to describe Dorago.


A twinge of regret welled up in his heart.


If he wasn't backed into a corner by the mysterious helper of Lu Xiang, he would have almost missed out on such a trustworthy ally.


After reading the message, Dominas quickly composed a reply:


Chapter 75: Time to go to work, psychological counseling department_1