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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 783: Team Victory_1

Victory!

After an unprecedented fierce battle, they had finally cut down even a T3 level opponent!

"I ask you."

RT6 could hardly bear to watch anymore, her tone turning somewhat unfriendly as she questioned the "Emperor," "Why do you put on such an act as if you fought through three hundred tough rounds to achieve victory? What does this have to do with you, really?"

The emissary of the Lord of Tides was dead.

In an almost bizarre way.

Because even now, RT6 still hadn't figured out what pressing "X" to execute an enemy actually meant; it sounded like a term that only existed in games.

In fact, even Diago didn't know how he had managed it; his explanation was to "go with the flow."

"Because we are a team."

The "Emperor" quickly accepted reality, "This is a team victory."