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

Ubiquitous patrol teams and the atmosphere that had sunk to freezing point seemed to be conveying, "Don't even think about leaving my turf unless you slaughter me!".


"Although what I'm going to say next might be hard to accept, it's very likely that the Review Meeting has sold you out. Perhaps they never considered your evacuation plan from the start."


Huona said, "If I were you, I'd set aside the mission given by the Review Meeting and think about how to survive here. Pooling all of your abilities and wisdom, you might stand a chance."


As she spoke, she kept her gaze firmly on "The Emperor".


The key to the problem rested on this once strongest rescuer of the United Government with Six Stars. His winning rate in the fight arena was proof enough he was much stronger than most inmates in D Zone. In this complex mix of a team, he alone accounted for over 99% of the combat strength.


Chapter 957: Sincerity is the Killing Blow_2