You’re a US police officer, what are you thinking about going back to the East for?

“What did you say? Leon Vance went to East Union?!” “Is he crazy? He was an elite, a hero, a rising star in the Seattle police force with a $100,000-a-year salary and unlimited potential! He actually gave all of that up to go to East Union, the city the media calls the Iron Curtain? What was he thinking?!” Leon Vance, who had already crossed the Pacific Ocean, would only respond with a cold laugh if he heard these words. As a soul transported from a parallel world, Leon was filled with despair when he first landed in America. This wasn’t how it was described online in his previous life! Where was the sweet air? What about all the homeless tents on the streets? Where was the freedom and democracy? How did the middle class get dragged to the brink of bankruptcy by exorbitant medical bills for a minor cold? Where was the good public security? Why did he, a patrolman, have to wear a bulletproof vest weighing over ten pounds every day, and constantly worry that a drug addict on the street might pull out a .38 rifle from his crotch? What does it mean to have federal taxes, local taxes, union dues, rent, car loans, health insurance, and then student loans? After paying all that, what will he eat? Yeah, what will he eat? He wants to go home, back to the East where he can grab some barbecue at 2 AM, where even if he’s just coasting, he can always find a factory job. But in this life, that powerful Eastern nation has the highest immigration threshold in the world. Fortunately, he has a law enforcement justice enhancement system; as long as he completes a call, he can get points to improve his attributes and exchange for items. Thus, an extremely bizarre model patrolman appears on the streets of Seattle.