I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

The terrified, beautiful head continued to scream as soon as it was placed in the familiar box. She glared fiercely at Du Jue through the observation window, her expression a mixture of pleading and resentment.

"I will stop you from being inhuman!"

"Fine, I'll be a dog, I'll be a dog!"

Relaxing on the sofa, Du Jue found a rare moment of peace amidst the cursing around him. Although Wei Ban's insults were quite harsh, Du Jue remained completely unmoved.

He closed his eyes, savoring the brief moment of tranquility, as if all the noise had nothing to do with him.

Now we need to find a place to put the tail mark, and then continue the life of the tail collector who keeps smelling more.

Working can't stop!

99

Chapter 99 Live Broadcast.

Du Jue carefully re-tiled the floor tiles in the room, and just gave Wei Ban an injection of the strong sleeping pills left over from the last time he injected Jing Mei. He'll probably be able to lie quietly underground for many days.

After all, the amount of medication used was a bit excessive for a brain.

He pulled out a modified Walkman, inserting the personality chip of the shamisen into it, and a disdainful emoticon immediately appeared on the small screen.

Wearing headphones, I immediately heard a synthesized female voice.

"Take my chip out right now! This shoddy product will damage my stability; I'll develop a personality disorder in less than a month!"

"Shamisen, right? Your boss, Oomaru, has been taken down by me. Do you have any comments to share?"

"You want to hire me? No problem, I only have one requirement—take good care of my personality chip."

"So happy?"

"To put it simply, most prosthetics on the market are general-purpose, but I am a special edition from Emerald Journey. To maintain the chip's activity and stability, I must be carefully maintained."

"I don't care who the hell wants to be my boss right now, because after the Green Trip failed, I can't find any other job! You understand?!"

Hey!

So that's the real reason. It seems that only Ozora was willing and had the funds to support shamisen before.

Du Jue checked his account with a guilty conscience. He had a lot of cash, but almost all the money in his account was gone. How could he afford to support himself like this?

"Will that current status saver be of any use to you? Can it make do?"

"How are you so strong, you poor wretch?! How did you manage to defeat me?!"

The emoticons on the electronic screen became furious.

"Absolutely not. That thing can only keep me active, but the internal structure of the personality chip needs to be calibrated and maintained, otherwise my personality will become disordered as soon as it's taken out!"

"Hurry up and go to the basement of Tail Splatter and put me into the spare prosthetic body! Those have all been adapted and modified."

"That place has been bombed and collapsed; there's probably nothing left."

"Why is your Du Jue such a poor wretch?! It's infuriating! Forget everything else, I'm dead!"

I never imagined that maintaining a shamisen would be so troublesome. I thought it would be as plug-and-play as Brotherhood of Steel.

"Do you have a secret hiding place like Ootori, where you have your savings from many years of savings?"

"You poor wretch! The entire Green Journey has been destroyed! Do you even know what destruction means?!"

The communicator suddenly rang, and the caller ID showed Olga.

Instead of answering immediately, Du Jue fell into deep thought. He had an idea from his time at Good Law Firm, and now was the perfect time to put it to the test.

"You poor bastard, I already told you to pull me out first! This piece of junk that doesn't even have sensors is an insult to my dignity! I might as well be dead!"

"Anyway, no one can afford to hire me!"

After searching for a while, Du Jue suddenly revealed a mysterious smile.

"I have an idea."

"Don't waste your time, those devices will cost a lot of money even if you buy them secondhand."

"Why don't you try making money through live streaming? Anyway, I don't have that much money to buy you equipment."

"Are you kidding me?! Do you know what I was doing when I was nine?"

"read?"

"Working as an assistant to a human chef, guess what I was doing at nineteen?"

"Joining a gang?"

"As a killer in the association, my performance is always number one in the department."

"I'd be happy to let you livestream me killing someone, but I don't even have a prosthetic body right now! You poor bastard, can you please stop torturing me?"

It became clear immediately that the shamisen is purely a killing machine, completely inept at other aspects.

"It's okay, I'll arrange the program for you. As a cyborg, you should be able to easily master storytelling or singing, but first we need a virtual avatar."

It's not that he absolutely refuses to plagiarize in Lobotomy City; he simply wants to use the fame of his shamisen livestream as a stepping stone for Lone Wolf's finishing man, Wen Duo. Besides, a high-quality worker like Shamisen is much more useful than a scheming guy like Obito.

If he needs help in the future, all he needs to do is equip Shamisen with a high-level cybernetic body, and he'll be able to hold his own against a Tier 1 finisher. This guy's combat experience and adaptability are extremely impressive, and he can handle all kinds of tasks.

"I can't, I'm completely clueless about acting."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you can't make money from live streaming, you might as well just wait to die."

I grabbed a bag of cash and quickly went out to buy a computer. This time, I carefully plugged in a shamisen and casually created a live streaming account to test the waters.

"Don't tell me the ultimate cyborg of the Green Journey doesn't have hacking skills."

Without prompting, a cute image appeared on the computer screen, accompanied by a smooth electronic female voice.

"What? You want me to sing on live stream to attract viewers? Why don't they just download a music player?"

"Who gave you permission to do this? With your skill level, you can only start by reading comments."

"Is anyone in the live stream?"

[Use this account in the city to become an online celebrity.]

"Feel with your heart, and the city will help you."

Do not click to change the live stream name.

[Following orders, in order to save the collapsing city, the city girl is online to answer your questions.]

"Are you fucking crazy? I'll smash your head in with my index finger!"

"Don't worry, the command won't listen to me."

Suddenly, the live streaming website seemed to have experienced a system malfunction, and all the recommendations were replaced with Urban Girl's live stream. Shamisen panicked and turned on the mute function, while the comments were full of praise for the streamer's courage.

"I, what should I do?"

"I already said, just read whatever comments they post, and if you don't understand something, text me and I'll answer it."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Du Jue immediately changed his clothes; he still needed to contact Olga back.

K-Nest entry and exit points.

To prevent people from retrieving their belongings from the storage area, all the workshop's throwing knives were woven into the workshop's wiring harness. He contacted Olga while putting on his dimensional leather gloves.

"Damn it, Wen Duo, why didn't you respond when I contacted you just now?"

"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"It's all because of Vacuum Fist. I heard that this gang is very controlling. They don't allow other gangs to exist in any place they occupy, and they refuse any affiliated gangs. This has caused many gang members to be squeezed out and run around. The area where you are recently has become very chaotic."

"But a lot of requests have popped up lately, are you free?"

Upon hearing this, Du Jue became excited and rushed to the molar clinic.

"Of course, no problem! I'm waiting for my promotion!"

"Well, I have to remind you of something. Your current workload might not be enough. After all, most of the tasks you've completed are simple ones when you're a ninth-tier finisher. The association specifically asked me to tell you that your qualifications are too shallow."

"After all, you know, we finishers aren't gladiators who fight the best; we're in it for the money. You need to do more urban legend-level or lower cases to convince people. No one will doubt that someone can fake so many cases."

Du Jue understood. It was just a matter of working overtime and competing fiercely, something he was very good at. Moreover, when he was doing commissions, he would definitely come into contact with other gangs, which would be a good opportunity to find a gang to join. The Smiling Face organization was completely under Lao Wang's leadership, so it would be too difficult for them to seize power.

He planned to take advantage of this opportune moment to have Yi Yin speak on his behalf and then gracefully withdraw from the laughing face.

Although the gangs he encounters next may not be as good as the Smiling Face of Urban Nightmare, or even as good as the Lost Dogs of Urban Legend, he can still make a lot of them!

"By the way, Olga, I wanted to ask how a Finisher can join Wings of the World?"

"You're really good with words when you're asking for favors."

100

Chapter 100, Parala.

Molar Dental Clinic.

Olga's posture of resting her elbows on the desk was rather unladylike, but she didn't care at all, since there was only one other person in front of her.

"World Wings? You want to fly before you've even started running?"

"Oh, I know some friends at Company L, so I'd like to develop my career in Wings of the World."

"I can understand, because my good friend Miao also works at World Wings. Unfortunately, I don't like R Company at all. Just the fact that we work year-round without a break is too painful. We are even deprived of time to drink. I don't know how Miao can stand it."

Olga ran her fingers through her long hair, sat up straight, lifted her ample breasts off the table, and tossed a commission document covered with her elbow print to Du Jue.

"If we're talking about the simplest way, it's undoubtedly to become a forbidden hunter hired by the Wings of the World."

“Even though each company is exceptionally powerful, there are always many guys who are crazy about exploring their singularity technology, even if it involves the entire firm.”

"These greedy individuals are quite capable, so Worldwing often hires Tier 1 Cleaners to clean up their messes. Cleaners of this level are in high demand."

Du Jue nodded knowingly. This level of finishing person was still very useful in the city, at least even the World Wings recognized it.

Christmas has passed this month, which means the launch date of the Seed of Light is getting closer. His goal is to become a first-order finisher next month!

"Hey, you're not going to become a Tier 1 Finisher just to join Company L, are you? You're drunk."

"Tell me about this commission."

"The client is a close associate of a second association. He said his son recently had some kind of awakening and ran away from home, and he wants us to find him."

"That's it? Can't he handle it himself?"

Having experienced many major events, Du Jue didn't immediately think this was a legitimate request. However, the two associations are dedicated to maintaining public order, so why can't the client handle it themselves?

Olga pulled out a mystery novel from the drawer and shrugged indifferently.

“Wen Duo, don’t think that the finishing touches are like you. They are just small offices affiliated with the association, only managing one or two streets. They are more like property management than security. They don’t get as many cases as our office in a week.”

"His son ran out into the street, what can the agency do? Besides, he said his son ran into the Depreciation Gang, which is already a case of urban legend level."

"Row."

Pick up the authorization documents and avoid hastily taking a taxi to the Depreciation Gang.

He remembered that he had dealt a heavy blow to the Smiling Face gang before, so how could it have risen from the ashes so quickly?!

[Shamisen: User 23432 [1000 eyes] Can the streamer stop just reading the comments? Index Finger - Esther [50000 eyes] Is this also part of the command? Roland [20000 eyes] Is the streamer still alive? When did Index Finger become so interesting?]

[Please do not send me questions with 10000 views or less! Just read it once!]

Seeing the forwarded messages almost filling the communicator screen, Du Jue's face darkened. What was this idiot doing, bombarding the screen with messages?

The currency unit in the city is the eye, but a hot dog costs two or three thousand eyes. There is no doubt that this place is not experiencing crazy inflation. It is simply that a large number of people die in the city from time to time, which physically curbs the financial crisis.

However, Du Jue did not expect to attract the attention of the Index Finger members so quickly, as well as Roland, the first-tier finisher. The latter has probably retired and is now living a leisurely life in Sound Alley with his wife. No wonder he still has time to watch the live stream.

[To Esther: The instruction only needs to be completed. To Roland: Go eat your scallion pancakes.]

Putting away his communicator, Du Jue quickly got out of the car. Looking up, he saw the entrance to the now clean and orderly garbage station. Next to it, plastic bottles, newspapers, and scraps of paper were taped to the wall with yellow tape, revealing the three large characters "Depreciation Gang".

The original broken door has been reinstalled, but the mountain of garbage inside remains the same.

dong dong.

Du Jue knocked on the iron gate, and someone poked their head out from behind the wall. The person seemed to be standing on a ladder, looking down at the barbed wire and sizing Du Jue up. They were wearing a familiar style of creased T-shirt.

Have you ever hugged someone?