I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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Chapter 229 Trust.

Seeing her arm severed, Carly's voice only grew louder and more excited, "Very good! Let's fight!!!"

She suddenly took a step back and somehow ended up standing on the shore through a portal.

Du Jue stepped on the crooked railing, staring intently at Carly's movements, when Carly suddenly picked up that flesh-and-blood knife and hurled it at him.

Boom!

The large boat, speeding across the lake, immediately sank, followed by violent shaking and screams from the crowd.

"Ilya! Keep them under control! Continue driving towards the conference room!"

Du Jue turned around and gave an order, intending to take the opportunity to resolve the core suppression of the disciplinary department.

"If I don't come back, go find Angela first!"

Du Jue watched as Carly pulled a massively bandaged sword from the wound on her bleeding arm, and even from a distance, he could feel the domineering malice hidden beneath the bandages.

This time, unlike the chaotic situation at the ranch, as long as I could hold Carly back for a moment, the big ship would have already disappeared.

Although we might find another way to get through headquarters later, at least we won't have a bloodthirsty madman constantly chasing after us, making us worry.

However, Song Ya's horrified cry stopped Du Jue's attempt to jump off the boat.

"Boss! There are people in the cargo hold!"

Looking down into the deck that Carly had torn open, Du Jue immediately saw that it was full of people, clearly himself and Song Ya's group.

Why now of all times?!

Du Jue had never seen his own incomprehensible appearance before; he could only imagine that the clone standing below was covered in blood and looked exactly like a serial killer, just like Carly.

"Eat it!"

Carly's maniacal laughter immediately made Du Jue take a few steps back and look towards the shore. Carly's regenerated right hand was gripping a giant sword, and at some point, her left hand had acquired a large black hammer.

The sledgehammer's sharp teeth were tearing at the approaching test scavengers, almost instantly shredding them into pieces.

Boom!

"What are you still looking at! Don't pretend you're dead! Get moving!"

The replicas in the cargo hold are strictly prohibited from kicking the walls.

"Of course I know, shut up!"

Du Jue looked down and, using the slanted light streaming into the cargo hold, clearly saw the clone's anxious face. "Everyone else might not know, but don't you know that suppressing the mutation will make you disappear?!"

If the clone is truly a one-to-one replica, Du Jue is somewhat uneasy about it, because he knows he is capable of anything and knows many secrets.

"Then hurry up and kill me to get things done! Don't waste any more time!"

The clone immediately flew into a rage, grabbed a knife from his waist that looked exactly like a boning knife, and stabbed it into his chest, painstakingly cutting a large, bloody gash.

"Don't tell me you're sending me to fight that crazy woman. Kaji's with you!"

The clone Song Adam immediately snatched the knife and helped him up, but the clone Du Jue weakly pushed him away. He gritted his teeth and glared at Du Jue, "At the pinnacle of the city, brother..."

Seeing this, Du Jue on the deck no longer hesitated to throw the few remaining pneumatic injectors from his waist into the cargo hold through the large crack. He turned to Song Ya, who looked worried and astonished, and left instructions, "Do as I told you before."

"I?"

Swish!

Du Jue, still dangling in bandages, rolled smoothly to the ground. Before he could retract the bandages wrapped around the scaffolding, a strong, fishy stench hit him.

"The murderous monsters are utterly wicked, regardless of who they are! I descended from the heavens solely to punish them!"

With a furious roar, Carly instantly appeared in front of Du Jue and unleashed a massive vertical slash with her greatsword.

clang!

Relying on the bandages to accelerate his body's irrational reaction speed, he fought Carly for dozens of rounds without showing any weakness, but his mind was constantly filled with the contradictory thoughts of giving up and suffering, and cutting his opponent in half, sword and all.

As the bandages on the greatsword were severed, what was revealed was a supreme and arbitrary judgment of sin, causing Du Jue to experience a non-physical pain resembling the tattoo of death.

"Everything here is guilty! Justice will prevail!"

The escalating clashes blasted the riverbank and the adjacent unfinished buildings to smithereens.

Du Jue could not perceive that the power on the giant sword was constantly diminishing the emotions he had displayed after revealing himself. If the stalemate continued, he would be forced to revert to his original form.

For the first time, he felt a strong sense of emptiness from the lack of emotion. He immediately released the original shape of the butcher's knife, and the blade instantly transformed into sardines that scattered.

"Life is merely a branch of the world that was born yesterday, and sin is a new word coined by humankind."

puff!

The greatsword slashed into Du Jue's right shoulder in an instant, but was firmly stuck by the extensive bandages covering it, preventing the sword from moving even an inch.

"Therefore, humans are not born with sin; that is an excuse for making mistakes. And the various sins that follow are merely obstacles that must be faced and overcome!"

Snapped.

Du Jue gritted his teeth and carried the blood-soaked Carly forward. The giant sword embedded in his body immediately ground up a cloud of blood foam mixed with bone fragments. "This place has no need for thoughtless suffering, nor for judgments that don't distinguish right from wrong!"

"put an end to!!!"

Feeling Carly's growing rage through the bandages, Du Jue grabbed her and desperately leaped into the lake.

thump!

The lethal dose of endorphins completely enveloped the two of them. Even Du Jue, who was extremely familiar with it, quickly became dazed, feeling his emotions being forcibly suppressed, yet the bandages conveyed the other's unwilling struggle.

The more Carly struggled, the more powerful Du Jue became, binding her tightly and causing her to sink to the bottom of the lake.

The two were like pebbles boiling in water, surrounded by foam, locked in a motionless struggle at the bottom of the deserted lake.

The road ahead is so long, so very long. But my anger is burning, and I keep running.

The Seed of Light and this place... are just killing people. I initially joined here to protect the research institute, but from the research institute back then to the headquarters now, I haven't accomplished anything.

Hallucinations begin to appear intermittently, which is a symptom of excessive intake of endorphins.

At this moment, Du Jue realized that the bandages binding her were as responsive as her own arms, encasing Carly's hedgehog-like body, yet still able to touch her soft abdomen.

[Stop it, or I'll kill you!]

What followed was a long struggle, and Dujue felt as if he were in a hallucination. Fortunately, his control over the bandages was not affected.

Carly's two weapons gradually disappeared, which made Du Jue realize what was happening.

They were probably not EGO equipment developed by headquarters, but rather a result of Kali resonating with the Abnormality, just like his Thorn Spear. No wonder her emotions were so intense.

Unable to distinguish between illusion and reality, Dudu could not ascertain Carly's condition until he heard her calm, no longer frantic voice.

[That's commendable, but using your body to block someone's weapon is incredibly stupid.]

"I've seen your resume. As a Tier 5 Cleaner, you even take on missing person requests from little kids. You know that's ridiculous, right? But I did that when I was a Cleaner, like paying for coffins for the dead."

Changing the status quo was a complete mess for me, since I barely know any words, all I can do is fight. At the time, I trusted Carmen, which led to this whole mess, and I still don't regret that decision.

Gurgling.

Upon realizing that Carly seemed to have returned to normal, Du Jue hurriedly floated upwards, because without that constant stream of resentment, the Bound Man prototype was about to collapse.

I'm sorry about what happened earlier...

【…】

Did we really live across from each other before?

230

Chapter 230 The Train.

Wow.

Carly casually wrung out the water from her long hair, which was now soaking wet and draped over her body. Du Jue was sitting on her. "Du Jue, wake up! Don't move around and roll into the lake. I'm feeling a bit dizzy too."

"Ugh, I can't control it, move aside! Let me use my death energy to calm myself down."

Extremely unbalanced, Du Jue lost all sense of direction and found that every part of his body was out of his control, like a cramp that he couldn't control.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If I hadn't been holding you down, you would have already fallen into the water by yourself."

Ignoring Du Jue's ramblings, Carly simply picked him up from the ground and lifted him up around the waist, disregarding the hands that were gripping her face like octopus tentacles.

"I, uh, I'm serious."

Even if he survived by sheer luck, Du Jue was still being stimulated by endorphin hallucinations and foaming at the mouth. "Quickly, put me down."

He wanted to explain that he needed Carly to stay away from him to release his death energy, but his mind was in such a mess that he couldn't form any longer sentences. He could only say whatever came to mind, "And then, stay away from me."

tear.

Carly tore off a piece of cloth from her sleeve and stuffed it into Du Jue's mouth to prevent him from biting off his tongue. Then she neatly placed Du Jue on the collapsed billboard. "Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say."

She hesitated and took a step back, looking around at the buildings. "How did this place become like this? Where's the medical room? And what happened to those people on the ship? I don't know how to treat this kind of thing."

"Damn! How about... you have a cigarette to calm down first?"

Carly instinctively reached into her pocket, only to find her uniform riddled with holes. Her gaze involuntarily drifted to Dujue's perfectly intact jeans.

The Tattoo of Death!

The sudden surge of death energy quickly enveloped and blocked his entire body, finally clearing his mind and preventing him from remaining in a state of shock.

After experiencing the intense and pure agony of death, Du Jue immediately stopped it, then spat out the cloth in his mouth and got up. Noticing that Carly was staring at his pants, he couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Minister, what are you looking at?"

"Don't call me Minister, things are in such a mess."

Carly stepped forward and unceremoniously tugged at Du Jue's trouser leg, then looked him up and down. "Logically speaking, headquarters uniforms are all high-end, but yours seems to be even better."

"Stop pulling, just pull it off already. Let's talk about our next goal. Carly, what are your thoughts?"

Carly scoffed when her hand was slapped away, but a calm smile, unlike anything she'd seen before, graced her face as she crossed her arms and looked at Du Jue. "So, where are you going? I'll go with you."

"Here's the thing, an unexpected situation has arisen at headquarters, which can't be explained in a short time, so I need to understand your worldview first."

Du Jue felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Carly's open gaze.

Carly frowned and waved her hand to interrupt Du Jue, "Then stop talking nonsense. I'm not cut out for intelligence analysis, so don't expect me to give any advice. You can decide for yourself."

"So quick? Don't you have any questions?"

We must not doubt that the ministers' perceptions may not have been distorted.

"Haha, even though you've become a manager, your personality hasn't changed. You're still so fussy about these things."

Carly held a splinter from the billboard in her mouth, seemingly finding comfort in chewing on something. "I quite like it, though."

Okay, this isn't normal either.

Shaking off the endorphins in his hair, Du Jue took a deep breath and said, "Then let's get away from the lake first, and then head to the conference room."

"I'll do whatever you say, Top of the City."

"Ok?"

Du Jue, who had only taken a few steps, turned around in surprise to look at Carly, and saw Carly's teasing gaze.

"I just heard this at the bottom of the lake. Not bad. We should avoid it, as long as it doesn't turn into something like Galion's."

There was nothing wrong with it, and Du Jue didn't mind showing his intentions, but at this moment, facing Carly, he felt a strange sense of shame about his embarrassing past.

Du Jue quickly changed the subject, "Carly, do you know any quick ways to get to the conference room? Or should we get another boat?"

“Shipyards all require a Great Lakes navigation permit. How could you possibly find another one nearby? You should just take the train.”

"Car? What car?"

Could it be that W Company's WRAP train is here?

Carly gave Du Jue a strange look. "Abnormality T-09-86, the Yellow Springs Train, are you still half asleep? You've even forgotten this? We just need to go to the ticket office and buy one ticket."

Upon hearing this, Du Jue's expression changed. "But that's an anomaly! It's too dangerous to approach it rashly!"

"Yes, most of the anomaly projects of World Wings are indeed risky, but it's the teleportation type, which can take us to the conference room instantly."

Why does this sound even more convenient than the WRAP train?