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

"Your section chief is quite the cook?"


Veronica asked curiously. She had been intrigued about the section chief Valerian mentioned ever since their time together, because Valerian praised the chief more than once, painting a picture of a mysterious figure who seemed to be omnipresent in daily life.


According to Zhuang Chi, their section chief was like that player in the game who was clueless about combat but had all the life skills maxed out.


With the threat of Vadim remnants looming, they were supposed to be bogged down with tasks today, but upon entering the ramen shop, Veronica felt herself relax completely, as if blending into the lively and cheerful atmosphere of the place.


At the mention of the section chief, Valerian perked up, "Our section chief's cooking is really delicious, and he even makes pastries! Seriously, your life's missing out if you haven't tried his cooking!"


Song Lan slurped his noodles with his head down, but a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.


Chapter 854: Moves_2