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

Proof that Qi He found a good intermediary.


Not only did they manage to obtain the necessary equipment, but the internal connections in the hospital also went smoothly.


"Stay behind, we are approaching the area for processing the bodies."


Gustav halted his steps and addressed the young Qi He who had followed him here.


Despite his sorrow, the young Qi He tried his best to show a strong demeanor.


This should have been a touching scene, but it left Gustav and Anjing exchanging looks of concern—following inside might mean his beloved sister would truly die.


Less than ten minutes remained until the drug's effect would wear off, and the ensuing scene of faking death was not something a child should witness.


Qi He's command was more straightforward and brutal.


However, this time, Gustav did not comply; instead, he magically pulled out a matchbox from the pocket of his white coat.


"Have you heard of the story of 'A Little Match Girl'?"


Chapter 983: Scum_2