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

Song Lan and Lu Xiang selected a room on the second floor of the hospital.


The internal hospital of the consortium was quite impressive, covering an area not inferior to any of the large prosthetic hospitals that Song Lan knew of. It was said that besides occasionally acting as medical advisors, like Jasmine, the prosthetic doctors hired by the consortium were among the top in the world.


Perhaps for the prosthetic doctors, working at the Iris Consortium was one of the most relaxed and leisurely jobs in the world. The consortium's hospital was never open to the public, serving only consortium members and knights. They didn't have to face a sea of injured and sick people every day, nor the risk of being harassed by dissatisfied patients.


But the Iris Consortium was never stingy with salaries; even if they spent most of their time resting in the office, they were paid the top salaries in the industry.


So, Song Lan thought that there were indeed advantages to the Iris Consortium.


Chapter 659: Seed of Fear_1