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

As night fell, Lu Xiang finally ended her busy day.


Upon reflection, ever since she arrived in The First Region, she had attended countless meetings. Even meetings irrelevant to the Counter-Intelligence Department would send her an invitation. It's only thanks to the advanced technology and video conferences facilitated by holographic projections breaking the spatial boundaries; otherwise, her life might become like the most miserable workers Song Lan mentioned, spending all days either in meetings or on the way to meetings.


Of course, to the Chairperson of the Council, this undoubtedly reflected the importance placed on talent.


Showing up in critical meetings allowed her to grasp, to a certain extent, the direction of the current policies of the United Government, paving her way to be nominated in the next Review Meeting elections.


This was an opportunity that many envied to the point of gnashing their teeth.


Chapter 949: Human Worries