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

For Mr. Wild Bone, today was undoubtedly a good day.


The missing chip had been restored, and the equipped prosthesis had received an all-around upgrade. He even broke through the 99% limit of Prosthesis Modification, achieving the unprecedented 100% cyberization. In the field of Prosthesis Modification, the codename Wild Bone would certainly be remembered in history.


The two joys combined should have brought greater happiness, so as an old friend, Song Lan really did not want to ruin Wild Bone's good day.


Yet, accidents always happen when least expected. Just as he was brewing an excuse, a commotion suddenly arose from the simulation experimental site, followed by the incessant flashing of a blinding red alarm bell before his eyes.


Although Song Lan did not understand the highly precise instruments here, he could still sense that something had gone wrong with the experiment.


Zero's expression changed, and she hurriedly turned her head.


Chapter 940: Old Friend Search and Rescue Plan