I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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dong dong dong.

The telescope tapped out brief but continuous drumbeats on the table.

"See? This is why we don't like ex-convicts. Just the fact that they have broken their wings is enough to make people think they'll cause trouble."

Goza stopped staring at Yuri and instead turned to look at the insectoids who were suppressing their anger.

"Whether it's the former L or the former G, their appearance is a problem."

She spread her hands helplessly, "I hope you don't think this is prejudice."

Upon hearing this, the crew-cut man stood up with a grim expression, a move that prompted a group of cleaners outside the store to enter the store armed.

The atmosphere immediately became tense.

Two of the finishers immediately changed their expressions upon seeing Du Jue. They remembered seeing this guy in that strange long-mouthed windbreaker on the street, and quickly whispered to Ge Zha to report.

This news immediately put Goza on alert, preventing the two from entering. "Is it a specially made workshop weapon, or the so-called Twisted One?"

Someone suggested in a low voice, "Section Chief, why don't we ignore those insectoids for now, just in case?"

"Hmph, if these people don't know the cost of their crimes, the area will only become more and more chaotic."

Goza rejected the proposal, saying, "We must take a high-pressure approach, which is to make these scum hate or fear stepping into the territory of the Second Association."

The crew-cut man, his eyes blazing with anger, was about to explode when he heard the name Wen Duo and looked in surprise at Du Jue, who was wearing a bright red coat.

All eyes turned to Du Jue this time.

The waiter standing next to Dujue broke out in a cold sweat, took a step back in fear, and felt that he might be working for nothing this month.

"You should have said so earlier, it's not a big deal."

Du Jue shrugged. Although he couldn't contact anyone right now, he still had a way.

I need to get enough money to pay for the meal.

Hopefully, his self-commands will work, otherwise he'll just be ordering Yuri around washing dishes.

thump.

Du Jue picked up the soup bowl and slowly drank it, then said to the bewildered Yuri, "We'll pay the bill later, then you can continue eating."

Staring in disbelief as Du Jue sat down, Yuri wondered if her employer might have damaged his brain while carrying out the commission, which led to the series of outrageous things he had done.

And don't drink your soup so calmly! I'm so embarrassed!

Yuri, her toes digging into the ground, forced a smile and told the waiter to wait a moment before quietly sitting down next to Du Jue.

"Are you the Wen Duo cleanup man from the Southern Six Associations?"

The crew-cut man holding the portrait asked somewhat uncertainly, after all, the man in front of him had a stubble beard, and he wouldn't have remembered him if it weren't for the distinctive black veil.

Upon seeing that Du Jue was immersing himself in drinking soup, the crew-cut man frowned slightly.

Yuri, who was standing next to her, quickly raised her hand. "Um, yes, I'm Lord Wendo's assistant. May I ask what brings you here?"

Why did I ever think I'd agree to this job?!

The identity this person gave should be real, right? What if it's an imposter? Will she be arrested and tortured as an accomplice?

The crew-cut man's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure when he turned to look at the menacing Geza. He then took out a stack of banknotes and handed them to Yuri. "My name is Huo Kexiao. Until we meet again."

After saying that, Huo Kexiao led the insect people away, which relieved the two associations inside and outside the restaurant.

Yuri stared in disbelief at the large amount of banknotes on the table, then turned to look at Du Jue, who was calmly staring at the bottom of his bowl.

Could this have been expected by the employer? Who would dine and dash and expect someone else to pay for them?

“Lord Wenduo, that insect just now… Mr. Huo Kexiao gave you money and said he’d meet you again.”

Yuri carefully counted the amount.

"Pay him, then go thank him."

After putting down the bowl, Du Jue felt that Yuri was acting like a human-machine interface. He then immediately reassured himself that he didn't need to overthink it and could just follow the steps one by one.

Even if he rushed back now, the dizziness would make it impossible for Du Jue to concentrate on anything.

Then Du Jue got up and casually went out to wait, completely oblivious to the glares he received from Ge Zha beside him.

"This guy doesn't look like a broken wing."

Geza looked at Dujue leaning against the door frame and felt that the name Wenduo sounded familiar, but she was not interested in anything outside her jurisdiction and waved her hand to let everyone continue their daily patrol.

Yuri hurriedly paid the bill and rushed out to thank Huo Kexiao before returning breathlessly to Du Jue. "Wen Duo, phew, sir, it's all done."

"Don't breathe, calm yourself down."

Don't look up at the sky intending to take a nap; eating too much at once makes you feel sleepy.

At this moment, Ge Zha walked out of the restaurant with an air of nonchalance, squinting at Du Jue and noticing that the other man was only wearing a windbreaker and his face was clean, looking like a rat who would rob and kill a kidney.

However, given the strange clothes he was wearing, he was clearly a potentially high-risk individual within the jurisdiction.

"The second rule of work is: if you encounter trouble, try to get around it; if you can't get around it, ask me."

Du took a deep breath and looked at the darkening sky. "Go ask about the nearest association headquarters."

Yuri looked at Goza with a stiff expression, but decided to run back to the agency she had just visited to ask.

"You are... the former Forbidden Hunter of L Company?"

At first, Geza didn't believe the other party's identity. There was no identification, not even a Six Association uniform. But now she became curious.

However, the inquiry went unanswered, leaving Du Jue speechless.

Such natural contempt made Goza wonder if he was speaking too softly, but he quickly dismissed the thought and felt a sense of familiarity and anger.

After all, that's exactly how she treated Du Jue and the other two, deliberately ignoring them in an attempt to provoke these two suspicious individuals and make them give themselves away.

Goza immediately employed her most proficient stare tactic. With this unchanging strategy, she could easily seize upon the weaknesses of both the enemy and potential enemies. "You're hiding your identity. Are you really the one who cleans up the mess?"

Holding the metal plaque engraved with Angela's name, I gently rubbed the cracks on it, completely baffled as to how it could be repaired; otherwise, I could contact the other party right now.

The silver star in the pocket of the windbreaker suddenly became hot, causing Du Jue to have a fleeting hallucination.

【K Nest】

As the drone swarm swept across the sky, people on the top of several buildings were all shot with needles, collapsing to the ground convulsing in pain.

Silver Star, amidst the ruins of the water village, was firmly grasped by a grappling hook drone, which then took off together with the swarm of drones.

A barely perceptible notification sounded: "Target recovered."

Then came a piercing alarm that echoed throughout the area: "Good Friday this month, proceeding as normal!"

"Holy crap! What's going on!?"

Du Jue leaned against the wall and started vomiting, causing Ge Zha, who was playing a staring game with him, to widen his eyes and back away.

Goza stared at his stained boots, clutching his scalp in disbelief. "Damn it, my shoes! No! The laundromat!"

She walked on tiptoe, gritting her teeth, but screamed inwardly whenever she saw the dirty footprints.

Yuri, who rushed back, was surprised to see the stern-faced woman from the Second Association tap dancing, but she still managed to calm down and report to Du Jue: "Lord Wen Duo, we need to head towards the museum."

"Also, tax filing date is approaching, and if I have to stay in D Nest, I might be kicked out to the back alley."

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Chapter 287 Stealing Hearts.

"Keep the money left over from buying the bandages."

There's a strange sense of security in meticulously wrapping white bandages around your body and covering your face with them.

Since he was going to an association, Du Jue decided to rest and clean up first, otherwise his slovenly appearance might get him stopped by the security guards at the entrance, and he didn't want to cause any trouble.

After a thorough scrubbing, he finally felt much better and felt like he was back to his usual working-class self. He then reached out and flipped over the slightly warm metal nameplate to examine it.

thump.

Yuri threw all the dirty clothes that Du Jue had discarded into the trash can and was surprised to find a lot of bullet casings mixed in with them. She couldn't help but wonder who would carry so many bullets on their person.

Yuri, rubbing her hands together with satisfaction, realized that the job was quite simple. It seemed to be just being a guide, at most acting as a mouthpiece for this socially awkward person. She began to wonder if the other party would really give her 100 million eyes a day.

"Huh? Wait a minute!"

Yuri zipped up her red coat and looked up to see Du Jue lying on the bed in a daze. Suddenly, she incredulously pulled out her badly worn communicator and quickly found the Smile Company's page to compare with it.

Upon confirming, Yuri couldn't contain her joy and jumped up, completely forgetting about her salary. "You're that Wen Duo! Yes, the Wen Duo who's the spokesperson for the urban girl!"

"So that's why they all know you! It's you!"

Yuri knew Urban Girl very well; she had seen countless Urban Girl merchandise items during the month she had been out.

But remembering the job requirements, Yuri immediately controlled her emotions and shut her mouth.

Frowning and deep in thought, Du Jue suppressed his discomfort and tentatively placed the silver star and the nameplate together. The nameplate had inexplicably become hot when the hallucination occurred. Could these two things be able to sense heat?

Rumble!

A deafening explosion rang out from outside the window, causing the overjoyed Yuri to fall onto the bed, but she found that Du Jue was still immersed in his own world.

At this moment, she no longer felt that the other person was socially awkward. As a public figure, it's normal to have an agent or something.

The thought that the other party was the ambassador for the urban girl promotion made Yuri feel that this job was particularly promising, and she couldn't help but puff out her barren chest.

I've heard that the City Girl can even communicate with those who give her tips in their dreams. Could it be that Lord Wen Duo is having a spiritual conversation with the City Girl?!

Yuri immediately cupped her face and took a deep breath, reminding herself not to disturb Du Jue. Only then did she have time to notice the riot sweeping through the streets outside. "What's going on?"

Lifting the yellow curtain, a massive riot erupted on a street below from the west. Countless people fled frantically along the road, and shops and vehicles along the way were even overturned and scattered by the crowd.

"How is that possible? Who would cause such a big commotion inside the nest? Besides, didn't they hire the Second Association here?"

Yuri's joy instantly turned into worry, but when she turned her head and saw Du Jue, who showed no reaction, she felt relieved.

Although still uneasy, Yuri could only wait for her employer to come to his senses before reminding him.

Urban Girl is such a good person, her ambassador must be a good person too!

[Du Jue, this is Angela. I don't know what to say to you right now, but thankfully communication has finally been restored.]

Angela's voice made Du Jue sit up abruptly, followed by a wave of ecstasy and nausea. He felt that the aftereffects were severely impacting his daily activities.

He immediately threw himself onto the toilet sink to vent his anger.

[Dear partner, it seems our story will continue. But how is your health? I'm sure that wasn't a physiological reaction to hearing my voice, right?]

"Angela, how did you suddenly get in touch with me?"

Calming himself down, Du Jue looked at the Silver Star in his hand with a puzzled expression. Could this thing be rechargeable?

Please allow me to briefly explain the situation, as this needs to be explained from the beginning.

When you were fighting that one, that one forcibly freed the Seed of Light, causing it to fire.

Even with our efforts to salvage and repair it, it still took three and a half days to launch, during which time it was accompanied by several meteor showers.

To avoid chaos, I continued with the plan I had with the ministers. I had all the remaining Seeds of Light under my control. However, if we wanted to move forward, we had to collect the scattered Seeds of Light again first.

A complete Seed of Light is required.

But before all other actions, the most important thing is to re-establish contact with Dujue. The nameplate was greatly disrupted after you entered the Seed of Light, but just now, it has been reset.

Listening to the long explanation, Du Jue immediately caught the key words, "Recycle? It can't be the kind of murder and robbery I'm thinking of, after all, something like the Seed of Light that involves the mind isn't something like a pendant that can be torn off."

[That's right. I sensed the voice within the Seed of Light and decided to take a new step. Now, the headquarters, the minister, and the staff are all gone. All that remains is the library in ruins.]

After careful consideration, I think the secrets of Company L might be a reason for outsiders to enter the library. While stripping away the Seed of Light, we can also turn the memories of the guests into books and continue to use them as bait.

This will create a virtuous cycle of recycling.

Now that your whereabouts have been confirmed, this project can begin.

If I refuse, will you help me again?

It gives off a vibe of a fisherman baiting the spot, and has Angela's long hours at headquarters caused some serious problems with her mindset?

Instead of patting your chest and controlling your emotions, immediately object: "Perhaps we can find a way that doesn't harm anyone's life. Ain's plan can sacrifice anyone; do you want to follow that path again?"

Of course not.

It seems that people do need the calm advice of bystanders. Thank you for your help, but does that mean you agree to lend a hand?