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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 228: Peacemaker Vanguard_1

Before setting out, Song Lan made some last-minute preparations.

For instance, he spray-painted his "brand new from the factory" Infected number vehicle, and even though that made him look like a member of a Rebel Clan from twenty or thirty years ago, it was still better than being seen as an ally of mutant creatures by the citizens of Sixth Nation.

Overall, Song Lan was very satisfied with the functionality of the Infected number. Only after truly using it could you understand its powerful capabilities.

Although it looked old and broken on the outside, its functionality was not weaker than any smart car currently on the market.

Once you enabled the auto-driving mode, you could even watch a movie while enjoying the journey.

It's like stinky tofu; it smells bad but tastes...

Huh?

That simile sounded a bit off.

In any case, Song Lan didn't need to operate anything. After setting Sixth Nation as the destination, he opened up a movie.