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

Looking at the Pillow Pet on the exhibition stage, Song Lan's vision went dark.


Every once in a while, the company could reliably conjure up another horrifying act in front of him. Watching Qi He proudly explain to the audience how terrifying and ferocious the Pillow Pet would become once it reached adulthood, Song Lan felt deeply embarrassed for him.


Embarrassed enough that he wanted to curl his toes in, rush back to the hotel, bury his head under the covers, and forget everything.


Buddy, the Pillow Pet is just a pillow. It's not hostile towards humans at all; it can even help you sleep peacefully—at the moment, every single member of the junkyard's staff has one, and it has become their essential sleep aid.


If it weren't for the fact that Song Lan had something to hold every night when he slept, he'd be tempted to ask Ge Fu for a Pillow Pet too.


Chapter 466: Dealing with the Devil_1