The Republic of Curative Agent 133 is a massive, safe nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, digital currency, and strictly enforced bedtime. The quiet, industrious population of 1.308 billion Curative Agent 133ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Healthcare, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 25.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Curative Agent 133ian economy, worth 64.4 trillion Credits a year, is led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Arms Manufacturing, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 49,203 Credits, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.5 times as much as the poorest.

Teenagers are told they're not thinking about sex enough, virtual assistants are seen with increasing suspicion every time they get an upgrade, punk-rockers and girl-bands are united in their loss of fashion statements, and charged suspects often have to wait years before the courts have room to judge their trial. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Curative Agent 133's national animal is the Trout, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Curative Agent 133 is ranked 87,155^th in the world and 33^rd in Blue Chevron for Most Extensive Public Healthcare, scoring 2,127.34 on the Theresa-Nightingale Rating.