I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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"So what should we use to buy tickets?"

Trying to recall any information about this anomaly is futile; one can only remember its general details.

The anomaly inside the containment chamber was not a train, but a rocky ticket booth with bones piled up at the bottom.

There are four square light bulbs on the top of the ticket office that light up at intervals. If someone is not sent to collect the ticket before they are all lit, the Train to the Underworld will rampage through the headquarters, and nothing can stop its progress.

"Haven't you ever ridden one before? Of course, you buy a ticket with time. You'll know once you go. The price list says one hour for one kilometer."

"In that case, we can go and take a look."

I packed my things and decided against immediately setting off with Kelly.

The two supported each other as they slowly made their way through a large, broken forest of red thorns. It was only thanks to Carly's earlier hacking it to pieces that they were able to leave without alerting the aliens.

However, as they stepped onto the overpass and dodged the monsters that were testing them below, they discovered a group of people engaged in a fierce battle not far away, next to the ticket station.

"Wait, that's... Minister Gabriel?!"

To avoid speaking in hushed tones and to be sure I wasn't mistaken, I quickly peeked out and took a closer look, only to find yet another Gabriel on the battlefield.

He immediately understood the situation; it was clearly a fight between the original and its clone.

Du Jue couldn't quite understand how someone as rational as Gabriel could do something so reckless, but it seemed that if he hadn't stopped her, Ilya would have also planned to kill the clone.

Moreover, one's first reaction upon encountering a clone is one of vigilance and defensiveness, as it is quite difficult to accept suddenly meeting someone who is identical to oneself.

Whom should we help?

Carly drew her familiar mimicry greatsword, somewhat eager to try it out, but still patiently looked at Du Jue.

"Let's go check it out first!"

Du Jue immediately and Carly sneaked over and quickly noticed something obviously wrong with some of the people.

Hiding behind the trash can, Du Jue watched in surprise as two employees who looked and dressed identically fought to the death. However, one of them was wielding EGO equipment, while the other's hands had mutated into long, thin claws.

The rest of the people were constantly supporting and attacking the two, as if they were determined to fight to the death.

"Wesley, hang in there, they're picking up the tickets over here."

Gabriel spoke coldly, "These clones seem to grow to hate the original more and increase their combat power with each kill."

"If you take the Yellow Springs Train away from the Great Lake, you should no longer encounter the clones."

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Chapter 231 Tickets.

Wesley gritted his teeth as he parried the clone's claws. "Minister! Its strength has increased again, and it's not wearing human skin at all. Ordinary swords and knives can't hurt it!"

call out!

With a sudden, sharp claw, Wesley's left cheek was instantly mangled and bloodied, with the barbs on the claw even tearing off a piece of flesh.

The clone Wesley roared angrily, instantly enraging some of the people on the battlefield, who then sprouted spikes and claws all over their bodies.

Having stopped looking around, I roughly understood the current situation. It seems that Minister Gabriel has already killed several waves of clones and now intends to wipe out this wave before taking the Train to the Underworld away from the Great Lake.

If we accept Ilya's statement, then the one who exists as an EGO employee is the real person, while the one with beast-like characteristics is a clone.

Realizing the battle was about to reach its climax, Du Jue decisively stepped forward, shouting, "Everyone! Stop fighting!"

However, the battle did not lessen in the slightest. Gabriel, who was standing at the ticket booth, was drawn to Du Jue by a familiar voice.

"Manager?! What are you doing here, and Carly too?"

Gabriel frowned immediately and adjusted his tactics. "The situation is urgent. Please do not come any closer, otherwise I will have to consider you as enemies for the time being."

Upon hearing this, Du Jue turned to Carly beside him and said, "Grab one with long claws and ask it."

Before he understood the situation, he didn't want to get involved, since there were no medical treatments available and it would be troublesome if he accidentally injured someone.

thump!

Immediately, an employee with a mouthful of sharp teeth was slammed heavily in front of Du Jue by Carly. Just as he tried to get up, Du Jue kicked him back to the ground.

Du Jue looked down at the clone. No matter how he questioned or threatened him, the clone stared at the original with eyes full of hatred, as if they were mortal enemies.

"There's nothing we can do; these beast-like creatures are impossible to communicate with."

Grasping the Crusher and the Thorn Spear in both hands, Du Jue made a decision immediately, "Kali, kill them!"

Swish!

Carly charged forward and instantly broke through the clones' battle line from the flank, cleanly and efficiently cutting several powerful clones into pieces.

Two clones that tried to bypass Carly and rush towards her were also crushed to pieces by the Crusher's icy serrations, their body parts freezing solid in mid-air before they even hit the ground.

To prevent the crazy clones that only had eyes for the person in question from turning around and sweeping them away, I was immediately filled with doubts. Why were they different from the ones I had encountered before? And would the clones keep refreshing?

Does that mean this place will soon experience a population explosion?!

"Gabriel! How can your clone be so irrational!"

Du Jue, who had just withdrawn the crusher, looked up and saw a clone of Gabriel, who was also covered in spikes. The clone lacked the calm and composure of a minister and was just as ferocious as the other beastmen.

Without showing any mercy, behead them, lest you turn around and find the battle is already over.

After carefully examining the mimicry greatsword in Carly's hand, Gabriel nodded in acknowledgment, "Sorry, supervisor, we couldn't determine whether you were clones before, so we could only respond as we did just now."

“You all have EGO equipment that cannot be copied, so it seems that you are all the originals. I think that with your strength, you should not be killed and have your things stolen by the clones.”

Upon hearing Gabriel's words, Carly frowned in displeasure, but ignored him and looked at Du Jue instead.

Du Jue looked at the employees, almost all of whom were injured, and asked in bewilderment, "Gabriel, what happened? None of the clones I've encountered before have gone berserk like this."

"Yes, that was just the beginning."

After Gabriel arranged for everyone to buy tickets in an orderly manner, he quickly walked over to Du Jue and said, “Manager, you can’t expect everyone to be rational and coexist peacefully with a monster that is exactly like themselves. Besides, there are always some irritable and impulsive employees here.”

"In particular, some employees possess EGO equipment, which makes them loathe themselves. For example, Wesley's wrist-slitting man. I think the scene of him and the replicant killing each other can be easily foreseen by your intelligence, Supervisor."

Putting away his weapon, Du glanced at Wesley without leaving a trace. Wesley stood in front of the clone's corpse with a gloomy expression, still holding a bright red dagger in his hand.

"And that's exactly what happened. I found that the clones are more sensitive than the originals, and they are very stable if they are trusted. But if they are harmed by the originals, their aggression will increase dramatically."

"and many more!"

Du Jue frowned as he looked at the clone of Gabriel on the ground. "Did you deliberately arrange for the real person to deal with their own clone? Shouldn't they be going crazy over the clone of Wesley?"

Gabriel nodded. “That’s a reasonable assumption, but don’t forget they can actually think, so the harm isn’t limited to the physical. In other words, without Wesley, I was planning to keep to myself and not interfere with them.”

"Unfortunately, hatred is contagious, and this endless cycle has already begun. I can't just watch my employees get killed by monsters, so I have to consider going to a place as far away from the Great Lake as possible."

Hey!

To find out the truth and prevent its recurrence, we had to put the matter aside for now. We hurriedly pressed Gabriel about the Underworld Train, asking, "Are you really sure this supernatural ability can be used safely?"

I walked up to observe the ticket office, making sure I could see two points of light through the dark window.

Employees simply state their destination to receive a black ticket, and that's all they receive.

Gabriel nodded. "Although there are all sorts of anomalies, some of them are tool types that will not have any problems as long as they are made according to standards. Anomaly engineering made from them can provide convenient and efficient basic services for the city."

As soon as two of the four lights on the top of the ticket office began to light up, the queue immediately sped up.

"Meeting room."

Standing in front of the ticket counter, Du Jue was a little unsure whether the other person would understand where he wanted to go. Then, a ticket was pushed out of the darkness, clearly marked as "38 hours".

They decided to get the tickets, thinking that compared to taking so many people through the perilous headquarters, the time spent was acceptable.

He turned to check the other people's tickets, and found that the times were exactly the same, which reassured him. At that moment, all four lights in the ticket office were on.

Woo! ! !

A loud whistle suddenly rang out from overhead.

Du Jue hurriedly looked up, only to find that it was not the sky but a metal ceiling that had been violently smashed open, causing the floor beneath his feet to shake.

Thick steam completely obscured the body of the Yellow Springs Train, making it resemble a gaseous meteor falling from the sky.

"How the hell am I supposed to get on this bus? And Carly, didn't you say it could teleport instantly?!"

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Chapter 232 Food.

The massive steam train arrived on the ground almost instantly, whipping up a gust of wind that could have overturned a person, before finally coming to a steady stop behind the ticket office.

Despite the extremely strong wind pressure, Gabriel immediately urged, "Everyone hurry up and get on the train before your tickets expire! Otherwise, the train will take you away in another way!"

Du Jue, who was holding onto the runaway to steady himself, quickly picked up the ticket to check it, only to find that the thirty-eight hours on it were rapidly decreasing to zero, with each hour lasting almost only one second.

Du Jue's expression changed slightly, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his employees were prepared and squeezed into the train. He had thought about stuffing everyone in with the Bound Bandages, but he really didn't have the energy to show himself anymore.

"Minister Gabriel, there are enemies inside!"

Wesley's voice suddenly rang out from inside the carriage, "The clone has appeared again!"

“So fast?!”

Gabriel looked surprised and puzzled. "The time intervals between the appearance of the clones were indeed getting shorter and shorter. I originally thought it was because we were too close to the Great Lake. It seems that it is determined by the degree of hatred of the clones."

Swish!

He put the weapon back into his dimensional leather glove, and hurriedly cut in line to squeeze into the carriage. The ticket, which showed seventeen hours, turned to ashes once he was fully inside the train.

"Everyone, move inside! Don't block the entrance!"

Anxious and distraught, Du Jue climbed onto his ex's shoulder and crawled up the crowd, patting their heads as he went, shouting, "Don't stop, keep going!"

There were still seven or eight people and two ministers who hadn't gotten on the bus yet. If they were blocked outside by the clones, it would be a huge problem.

When Du Jue silently counted to three and arrived at the front of the crowd, he found that the area in front of him was full of clones with hateful expressions, and Wesley's clone was leading the way, recklessly blocking everyone's way.

In an instant, the claws tore bloody gashes from the three advancing EGO employees. Even after his jaw and left arm were severed in a counterattack, the Wesley clone did not retreat an inch. "So ugly and disgusting, I can no longer stand myself!"

"There is no one in this world worthy of trust, not even yourself!"

The roar of the clone Wesley seemed to resonate with the clones at the back of the carriage, triggering them to transform into beasts again and charge towards the carriage entrance.

Du Jue, who had been silently counting down the seconds, realized that only eleven seconds remained. Without hesitation, he drew his Thorn Spear and roared at the front, "I am Du Jue, and I order you all to lie down on your left and right!"

The situation was urgent. The few people who were fighting against the clones felt that their supervisor's order was a pipe dream. They thought that as soon as they gave up and lay down, the enemy's claws would pierce their skulls.

In this life-or-death moment, they trusted their own judgment more than the orders of the newly appointed supervisor.

Seeing the others continue to resist with hesitation, Du Jue's eyes hardened, and his movements became swift. A large number of red scales appeared on his skin, giving him a powerful boost.

Suddenly, Gabriel's calm yet powerful voice came from outside the carriage, "Do as Du Jue says! Anyone who disobeys will be expelled!"

Even though the yellowed windows of the Yellow Springs Train made it impossible to see what was happening inside the carriages, Gabriel still loudly supported the order immediately after it was given.

This time, the group didn't hesitate. They gritted their teeth and rolled to the side, trying their best to tuck their heads in and protect themselves with their hands.

Swish!

"Ridiculous! Trust only leads to death!"

The clone Wesley angrily extended its remaining right claw, ready to sever its own throat in an instant.

However, the speed of elimination was even faster than his.

Bang! ! !

A red shadow, accompanied by a spiderweb of spreading thorns, instantly shattered the clone Wesley's body. The immense impact caused the thorn web to instantly cut the clones in front into numerous fragments.

Boom!

The thorn spear landed swiftly and landed steadily on the floor, leaving a trail of blood in the carriage made up of bits of flesh and blood.

With nine seconds left, Du Jue immediately stepped into the mud, turned around, and shouted, "Everyone, get in here right now!"

Tapping.

Du Jue breathed a sigh of relief after watching Gabriel and Carly enter the carriage from his seat. He then turned to look at the mess he had made and, enduring the strong fishy smell, went to retrieve the Thorn Spear.

To be honest, Du Jue didn't expect that they would kill all these clones in one go. It seemed that the enemy could not stop the flying thorn spears at all, and the spearheads could easily crush their bones and flesh.

Du Jue quickly figured out what was going on. Even if these clones reappeared, they would still have all of the original's memories. The awkward guilt of killing oneself would be the biggest weakness when facing the Thorn Spear.

He was now quite glad that he hadn't cut off Ilya and his clones outright, otherwise things would have become very complicated.