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Enforcer Manual

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.)

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Chapter 166: Adapted from True Events_1

Just ten minutes later, Song Lan's dream of the inn, which, despite appearing dilapidated on the outside, would be lavishly designed inside on a level surpassing a five-star hotel, was shattered.

The inn's owner was consistent, at least when it came to the decor matching the exterior.

In the year 2166, this had to count as a miracle. It was hard to believe that in an era of rapid technological progress, you could still find an inn decorated in a medieval style.

The ground floor of the inn provided a resting area for travelers, offering nutrient injections, water, and some juice pressed from the local vegetation. The second and third floors were single rooms for overnight guests who had to make do without amenities like a television or air conditioning. In this region, with its extreme temperature differences between day and night, midday could be sweltering enough to induce severe sweating, yet the nights could cause teeth-chattering cold.