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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 857: From 2141_3

Considering that killing a student would disqualify her from competition, she managed to restrain the turbulent emotions in her heart.

After the teaching session ended, she downed two bottles of chilled beer before she finally felt better.

"A bunch of 'trash fish'!"

RT6 lay on the bed, not forgetting to grumble this sentence.

"You're becoming more and more like a living, breathing human being."

The "Emperor" said with interest, a competitive spirit, irritation, and collapsing on the bed as soon as she returned to her room were all human behaviors. The artificial intelligence he knew was never affected by emotions, even when facing the most foolish humans, they could explain things calmly all day long.

Thinking back, when he first met RT6, she was also of the indifferent type.

Self-proclaimed as a genius mechanic, sparing with words, and speaking only in concise, brief sentences.

"I've found that the concept of intelligence indeed requires stupidity for contrast."