I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

"So, you're willing to take me on the mission?"

"and many more."

Olga straightened her back and pushed Ryan and Mika behind her.

He stopped touching the bandages on his face and placed his hand on the hilt of the Blood Nourishing Sword.

"Although you have a lot of intelligence, for the safety of my subordinates, I can't bring along someone who only has a smattering of skills."

"How about this, show me a few moves and let me see the strength of the lone finisher."

"Actually, I've seen people like you before. You're skilled enough to be transferred to another agency, but top agencies require you to have the corresponding level."

"But if the agency doesn't get high-level commissions, it can't advance in rank. You must have some skills to dare to investigate my church."

45 priest

"Can you draw?"

Olga and the other two stood around the streetlamp watching Du Jue swing the pale green sword, carving a long-legged fish out of the metal surface in just half a minute.

Their exquisite swordsmanship earned them a nod of approval.

"I'm good at carving, for example, carving a radish into a rose."

"Oh, I've heard of that. It's about painting on food. I heard there's an artist named Wim who paints on live pigs and then skins them and auctions them off."

"Uh, big sister, you're not interested in their art, are you? Who would put something like that in their home?"

Sheathed the Blood-Nourishing Sword, Du Jue pulled Patsy over, and a sandwich was all it took to get him to reveal everything he knew.

"I don't know. That guy who called you said joining the church would be trouble-free, so I went."

"They like to climb on rooftops, and every time they come out they bring some cats and dogs with them, they have a lot of fur."

"But they would bring us hot dogs when they were preaching, they were delicious."

"Who asked you this?"

Raine flipped through the leaflets and yellow book that Du Jue had brought, then looked up and silently interrupted Patsy, convinced that this guy really had something wrong with his head.

Impatient Olga rolled up her sleeves and knocked the sandwich out of Patsy's hand.

Where does this cult hold its meetings?

"Yes, last time your priest said to go to the scaffolding over there to find him so he could process my initiation ceremony."

"It's that place that's built very, very high, densely packed. You just need to climb up at dusk."

Du Jue immediately realized where this place was, "Isn't this the Yuntai construction site?"

It was a residential area under construction, taller than the surrounding buildings, which was used as a selling point in its advertising.

【Stay at Yuntai Residence and enjoy panoramic views of the back alley】

The crowd looked at the large promotional posters hanging on the top of the unfinished building, and there were even more promotional posters next to the entrance of the construction site.

[We guarantee our clients will live in a higher standard than the poor; the floors below the sixth floor will all be converted into shops for rent, providing you with superior service.]

We will provide professional prosthetics to all property management staff to ensure their height does not exceed that of any adult resident. Any adult staff will be dismissed immediately!

"Only a lunatic would buy a house here. You might as well rent a place and use the money you save to drink."

"Hey, lady, you didn't save anything, did you?"

"Wen Duo, what do you think we should do?"

Olga gazed at the massive scaffolding clinging to the unfinished building. The overlapping alloys and wood made it resemble a dense forest of ivy, and if someone were to hide inside, it would be difficult to find them for a while.

Du Jue watched as the other two skillfully surveyed the terrain and felt that the Molar Pharmacy was quite capable; perhaps he could join them through this commission.

"Since he said you would come here, let's just tie this lunatic up here. We can hide in the four directions and see what's going on."

The group immediately dispersed and waited for dusk to fall.

Patsy, who was tied to the scaffolding, started howling like a wolf, which caused three dogs to bite him one after another.

Don't stand in the alley opposite the construction site wondering if there's rabies in the city; that mentally ill person might bite people randomly.

But soon Du Jue saw a person rushing over. He had never seen anyone with hands and feet crawl on the ground instead of on the ground, and crawl faster than a dog.

The three dogs that were surrounding Patsy were all scared away by the newcomer's shout.

“Fellow believer, are you practicing asceticism? But we don’t need to practice asceticism.”

Wearing a heavy fur coat, Lüdai stood up, tilted her head, which was bigger than a football, and looked at Patsy. She then used the sharp nail of her index finger to cut the rope.

Then more four-limbed creatures gathered from all around, and after a careful count, there were probably close to twenty of them.

"Wow, this guy's business skills are amazing. He's only been here a few days and he's already brainwashed so many people."

I'm afraid I'll learn from Jingmei that my church has only recently started developing in this area, and that the priest in front of me is probably the person in charge of this matter.

Once freed, Patsy immediately picked up the sandwich from the ground and continued eating, while Ritsu led the others to quickly climb up the scaffolding.

They squatted or hung on the scaffolding, gazing out into the back alley like gorillas in the jungle.

"who I am?!"

A loud shout suddenly came from inside the scaffolding, drawing curses and swears from nearby residents. It turned out that this group had been disturbing the peace for several days.

Then all sorts of names were shouted out by the believers, and Patsi was among them.

Watching the group chattering away from the corner, Du Jue was still waiting for Olga's signal to make a move, after all, this might be his future boss.

[Olga: Why do they seem like dogs? Don't get too close, Wendo, and you too. After all, they're missionaries; they might not be so easy to deal with.]

[Raine: I thought you'd just rush out, Big Sister. You're not going to take care of the newbie, are you? Wen Duo was introduced by Run, so he's pretty reliable. He can just stay behind Big Sister with us.]

[Mika: Hey, we can't let our older sister do all the work by herself, even though she likes to spend all the commission money by herself.]

[Wen Duo: Don't worry, I'm quite capable. At least you don't need to worry about protecting me.]

They felt that the atmosphere in the agency was much better than that of a gang, and that they cared about each other.

"who I am!"

This time, the only response was screaming and shouting, which once again drew curses from the surrounding area.

Bang!

A huge hyena leaped out of the scaffolding, nimbly gripping the layers of steel pipes as it swung and spun around, almost like it was performing acrobatics.

"Wuhu!"

All the believers crawled on the scaffolding surface just like him, looking from a distance like a large swarm of black ants on an anthill.

They roared as if venting all their frustrations and enjoying the whistling cold wind.

Listening to their hearty laughter, Du Jue felt a strange sense of liberation and freedom. These cult members seemed much happier than city dwellers.

This is quite unexpected; he thought you, you, you priest, gathered so many people to perform some kind of blood sacrifice.

Suddenly, a bright light caught Du Jue's eye.

It was a pure silver hammer, exceptionally smooth and simple.

You, you, you priest stood on the top of a tall building, holding the hammer high above his head, while a person crouched below.

The rope swinging down from his neck immediately confirmed to Du Jue that it was indeed Patsy.

The distance was too great to determine what they were doing; all that was seen was the priest suddenly slamming down his hammer.

Snap!

Patsy exploded like a blood-red firework, the fine blood droplets flashing by, just like a real firework—explosive and brief.

Hey!

It really is a cult!

[Wen Duo: Did you guys see that? That hammer only needs to strike once, and a person will explode.]

[Olga: I guess only your angle can see it. It seems the next task isn't as simple as I thought.]

46 Giant Wolves

The priest stood at the very top of the scaffolding, preaching, while the believers lying below roared in response.

Du Jue felt that this was not proselytizing, but rather the huskies having a group of fun, and these guys actually kept doing this until dark.

[Wen Duo: Aren't we going to make a move?]

Olga: Don't rush, isn't he a missionary? Maybe we can find my church's hidden stronghold by following him after this.

[Raine: According to the intelligence we've acquired, besides the Great Cathedral of My Church, my church doesn't have any other fixed gathering points. Now I understand why.]

[Mika: Looks like we'll have to wait a while. Do you guys want to do something to pass the time?]

Clicking on Meixiangfa's link led to a live stream where a mannequin was being whipped. The camera was strapped to the mannequin's head, creating a very immersive and abusive experience.

It suddenly dawned on me that urban dwellers seem to have some unusual quirks. Those who pursue money like Ai are not particularly remarkable, while those who get aroused by watching wounds heal are the majority.

It was only after careful consideration that I discovered that Leslie's message had already reached 99+. She recounted with lingering fear that she had narrowly escaped a disaster and was planning to stay at the entrance to the Nest for safety.

[Lesti: That's terrifying! Did you see the news? They call it the "Wailing Incident." I heard a lot of important figures from the nest died!]

[Ignore: Uh, I've been too busy with work lately and haven't noticed.]

Lesti didn't mention being kidnapped or rescued, and Du Jue understood the reason with a little thought.

Don't think that nobody knows what you do in the city. There's so much cutting-edge technology in the city. Extracting memories from corpses sounds like it fits the urban style perfectly.

Not to mention Company B, which has a dedicated surveillance network over the city.

The Ring is now making a big fuss about inviting the artist who caused the wailing incident. Even gangs can buy information from the association as long as they are willing to spend money.

Keeping secret is not only about protecting and preventing, but also about protecting Lesti himself.

It seems that future promotions and departures need to be handled more reasonably to avoid exposing the information on my work ID card. Otherwise, I'll be mentally devastated if I fail to get a job at World Wings due to a background check.

[Yi Yin: Do you know what? The cooks are going crazy for them!]

[What should be eliminated?]

I still need to maintain my relationship with Yi Yin to prevent her from suddenly going crazy and coming over to taste the food, and to avoid her not wanting to change her prosthetic body.

[Anteater: Of course, it's meat marinated in lead-gray groans. Chefs who have participated in lavish banquets can taste the lingering emotions in the food, which is why I can taste your pure, original flavor.]

Damn it, you guys managed to snag a bargain.

I never imagined that this could benefit these mentally ill people. In the future, I should avoid using death energy and endorphins unless absolutely necessary.

He cannot be dominated by tools.

[Except: You mean the Wailing Incident? But Ring Fingers calls that thing the Lead Gray Symphony.]

[Anteater: They're all crazy, calling wailing a symphony. Just treat it like farting.]

The cannibal is actually more normal than the artist!

[Anteater: But this guy's pickling technique is pretty good; most of the ingredients taste very consistent. If I get tired of eating it myself, I can make it into ready-made meals. I hope it doesn't get wiped out.]

[What does "eliminate" mean?]

[Anteater: Hahaha, the people it pickled include members of the World Wings and the Association, so of course it's got a bounty on its head from one of the Associations, probably as high as the City Star's bounty.]

Du Jue couldn't help but curse inwardly. These guys would have been fine if they had just stayed in their nest, but they had to hold an auction and gather together.

After putting away the communicator, they discovered that the people at the gathering were quickly scrambling away one after another, making the place look like a wild dog being released into the wild.

Only Father You You You remained on the scaffolding, gazing up at the night sky. The small silver hammer at his waist seemed completely out of place with his size, resembling a toy.

"you!"

The priest suddenly knelt down, his fingers, thicker than a gun barrel, pointing directly at Du Jue.

Upon realizing what was happening, Du Jue immediately felt a chill run down his spine and notified the other three. He looked down to confirm that he was completely in a dead corner of the alley, and the communicator's brightness was turned down to the lowest setting. How could he possibly be discovered?

A series of rapid and violent collision sounds came from outside. Du Jue realized in a moment that the other party was rapidly approaching him!

The opponent is a missionary from my church. His fighting ability is probably several levels higher than his debating ability. I can hold my own against him with the boost from the tattoo alone.

However, to defeat him, one would probably need to obtain his flesh and blood to discover his weaknesses.