I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

Upon hearing this, Duomo became anxious.

"Don't worry, we're making money right now, and we'll figure out a way to get you a prosthetic body!"

"Alright, alright, you little brat, go home now. I still have Brandon with me for the job interview."

Duo Mo had some doubts, but she nodded in approval at Du Jue for completing the task so efficiently. She gave Du Jue a thumbs up and hurriedly left, probably to inform the other friends.

"Apply for a job?"

"That's right. Can you still contact the previous beverage supplier? I'd like to sell some Urban Girl merchandise."

104

Chapter 104 Errands.

"Uh, you mean as long as the supplier changes the design to this one called 'Urban Girl,' it will sell like hotcakes?"

"No one understands the city better than me!"

Du carefully carried Brandon into the room, and immediately heard the noise of the bedroom computer fan spinning at high speed. When he went over, he saw that Shamisen was still reading the comments as he had instructed.

If the comments are scrolling too fast, she just skips them. The fact that such a perfunctory live stream can still become popular is entirely due to her avoidance of answering questions and giving empty commands.

"I really didn't expect that even after being modified with a personality chip, there would still be autistic patients. Are you dead? Can't you interact with the audience?!"

To everyone's surprise, the shamisen didn't object; instead, a joyful sound came from the speaker it had just bought.

"You're right, it seems like this thing makes money much easier than killing people, and it also saves a lot of money on equipment maintenance!"

"But I haven't communicated with people for a long time. I basically just need to follow orders and eliminate the enemy. I really don't know how to interact with so many people. Also, some guys want to find my location offline."

"To strengthen network security, I would like to apply to purchase several more advanced devices."

Hey!

Unboxing in the city is pretty outrageous. He needs to quickly arm his live-streaming equipment with a shamisen, otherwise it would be embarrassing if someone tried to touch it.

"It's alright. I took out a loan and bought you a basic Ghostrunner. From now on, you'll be in charge of security. As for live streaming and interaction, I've hired a professional."

Du Jue hurriedly went to the computer to announce the suspension of the live broadcast, which immediately caused a wave of complaints. He then quickly took off his coat to reveal a multi-functional belt and began to repair and modify it.

"Are you sure? I've never worked in the live streaming industry before, and didn't you want me to sell drinks?"

"The capable should do more, and I'll give you 30% of the profits from selling beverages."

"I... I'm not a capable person. Would it be unfair to give me a cut? I'm fine with a monthly salary of 50!"

Dude, your monthly salary isn't even enough to cover a single comment or tip from someone else!

Du Jue looked at the excited pixelated emoticons on the computer screen with a mix of speechlessness and annoyance, while Brandon was still trying his best to list various reasons why he didn't need that much salary.

Bang.

"Shut up! I'm the boss! I get to distribute all the profits!"

The shamisen beside the ghost walker looked at Du Jue with surprise, thinking that his boss might be an urban psychopath, and couldn't help but worry about his bumpy working journey.

"10 eyes for urban problem-solving, 1 eyes for emotional counseling. Brandon, just stick to your old profession and use this urban girl virtual avatar and voice to specialize in emotional counseling. As for urban problem-solving, just forward it to me. Ready?"

"Wait, what's with the shamisen?!"

Just as he was about to let the insecure Brand board the ship, his expression changed drastically upon seeing the virtual image of the urban girl, and he clenched his fists in anger.

This image is clearly a gender-bending version of him!

"What? You said you were going to do a live stream? Well, I'll definitely draw the AI ​​based on your design. I always follow orders, because I'd really die if I lost my salary."

The shamisen with the triangular head stood in front of Du Jue with his arms crossed, shrugging innocently.

"When Brandon's order of City Girl drinks arrives, remember to go and receive it. Where are you putting your hands?!"

Shamisen curiously pinched Du Jue's forearm, leaving Du Jue puzzled. However, Shamisen circled around Du Jue with interest, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped him on the butt.

Snapped.

"Upon closer inspection, you do seem quite different from the chief. That guy spends all his time in the research institute and rarely shows his face except when he's in meetings. In comparison, you're quite interesting."

Click.

The singer, accompanied by two underlings and carrying a large paper bag, looked up and saw the shamisen playing, freezing in place.

Puzzled, Lan continued walking in, the triangular screen displaying a large greeting as it stared at the shamisen.

"Senior? Why did you buy another prosthetic body? Is it for us to have as spares?"

Du Jue hurriedly tried to explain, but the shamisen behind him immediately took a stance, exuding a dangerous killing intent even though he was fully equipped with mechanical prosthetics.

"Intruders, should we kill them all?"

"put an end to!!!"

"Don't move! This is a friendly force!"

Upon hearing this, Shamisen immediately dropped his stance and stood respectfully beside Du Jue, yet still cautiously observed the newcomer and the commotion outside the door.

A paper bag hit Du Jue in the face, and an angry man grabbed Du Jue by the collar and shoved him against the wall. His angry electronic voice echoed in the room.

"You already have me here, why would you need any other prosthetic bodies? We must have known each other first, right?"

"Now you want this bitch to kill us all, to rid us of scoundrels like you!"

What is it about me that's wrong with me?!

"And who exactly are you?!"

The shamisen player, standing with his hands behind his back, displayed remarkable professionalism. Even when pointed at and yelled at by Sankaku-tou, he simply looked calmly at Dujue and gave him orders.

"Hey, let me explain. She's a bodyguard I hired."

"Why spend money?! You could have just asked me! This guy's cybernetic body isn't even as good as mine, what kind of bodyguard can he be!"

"Don't lie to me! This guy definitely installed a Star Puppet Module. He pretends to be all innocent on the surface, but he's been secretly doing this kind of thing behind my back!"

Seeing that Ai was getting more and more outrageous, Du Jue was afraid that she would rush into the room to take out her anger on the live broadcast equipment, so he immediately forced a smile and held her down.

"I was just about to call you. I need the three of you to help with deliveries. I've started a big business and need manpower."

"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!"

Du Jue was eager to continue speaking, and then he felt like a bull was ramming into his chest, a feeling of his heart pounding wildly, almost making him unable to catch his breath.

"stop!"

After Aya and Dujue went crazy and made a scene until noon, she finally calmed down and glared at Shamisen, who was standing next to her as if nothing had happened.

pat.

Looking at the dozen strange drinks that Du Jue had moved to the glass table, which had a somewhat familiar urban girl pattern printed on them, Ai was puzzled by his talk of big business.

"You want me to be your errand runner?! What about her?!"

"I'm not a deliveryman, I'm a security transporter of precious materials. I give you half of the commission for each delivery. Isn't that fair?"

"This is the marketing person I hired to run online ads and look after the equipment on the side. I just happen to need you to deliver an order to a client, and since it's urgent, I have no choice but to ask you for help!"

Instead of trying to appease her gently, he stuffed three random-flavored drinks for the urban girl into his bag and then slapped the order on the table.

"Hmph, then I'll reluctantly help you out."

He picked up the order with some skepticism and immediately began to question it.

"Why would this Don Quixote spend so much money on this lousy dessert?! Are you scamming or laundering money?"

"Ahem, we should show some respect to our customers; they're really paying us."

"I'm in a hurry to complete this commission, so please make sure you finish it. When I get back, I'll treat you to a trip to the amusement park."

"You said it! Don't lie to me!"

Du grabbed his coat and hurried back to the molar clinic. Staying here would only lead to being pestered with questions. He found it difficult to deal with people he was on good terms with, since he couldn't just punch them like those gangsters.

"Ugh, can't we stay a little longer? Is the office really that busy?!"

Seeing Du Jue leave in a hurry, and having failed to persuade him to stay, Ai simply snorted at the shamisen before coldly leaving with his backpack and two henchmen.

Shamisen, who had watched the whole thing from the sidelines, stood at the door and ignored Aya's provocation, only letting out short laughs with his head down.

"Stop it, tsk."

105

Chapter 105 Gladiator Gang.

"Get Wen Duo out here right now and kill that gladiator gangster named Dainuo! Bring his head back too!"

Arno from the Giant Object Workshop angrily slammed his fist on the front desk of the Molar Dental Clinic, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the lobby, especially Du Jue who had just returned.

How did this guy get here?!

"Hey, the tables here aren't as sturdy as the ones in your workshop."

"You've finally arrived! We couldn't find you anywhere during the midday business hours. How's it going? Are you getting used to our Crusher?"

"It's really good. I did a commission this morning, and this big guy scared people as soon as I took it out."

"Haha, we're acquaintances, so I won't beat around the bush with you."

Arno happily pulled Du Jue to a corner of the hall and whispered to him about the commission.

"Our workshop basically has to queue up and place an order to buy rare materials unique to Wings of the World, such as alloys from Company X and moonstones from Company M. However, we do occasionally have some special channels."

"Last time I learned about a batch of black market goods, so I thought I'd find a reliable source to buy them from. The Gladiator Gang members have all undergone physical enhancements and are very good at street fighting and arena battles, so I found one of them, a gold-medal gladiator named Dainho."

Du Jue understood now. These workshops and companies weren't the kind of people who did honest business. They were all scheming and plotting to double-cross each other.

"What? You want to teach this guy a lesson after he failed? I don't really like taking on this type of request."

"I accept failure! I was just trying my luck with gang members, but do you know what he did?!"

Arno was agitated, spitting as he spoke, which landed on Du Jue's face, making the veins on his strong muscles bulge.

"That idiot completely ignored my request to do things secretly. He punched all the guards in the head, including the driver. I had specifically emphasized that we should evacuate if we were discovered. In the end, he was too lazy to carry the box containing the super-heavy alloy, so he called a taxi to deliver it to me!"

"I was so scared that I immediately gave the driver a sum of money to take the train to another place and stay for two months, but this matter was bound to be exposed sooner or later."

"The alliance company that received the goods is furious! After all, when doing business with World Wings, they always pay first and then receive the goods. They are currently gathering a collection team, so I can only offer my head as an apology."

"The commission was placed a long time ago. I only have one request—the sooner the better. I believe you have the ability to handle it perfectly, right?"

Looking at Arno, who was gazing at him with hope, Du Jue twitched his lips, unsure how to comment, but quickly nodded.

"It's my job responsibility, but you have to tell me where he's hiding, right?"

"Armored boxing ring! That's the arena where the Gladiator Club holds its weapon-based gladiator finals. As a gold medal gladiator, Dainho can't possibly be absent. We absolutely can't let that lunatic get away!"

"I did this in secret, my master doesn't even know yet. If you can get it done, I'll give you an extra windbreaker, it's made by Sherlock."

"Then I'll get to work."

Du Jue knew that the technical skill of the textile workers at Carnival was renowned far and wide. He had a windbreaker that perfectly matched his never-wearing jeans, which showed that Arno was really desperate.

Checking the location of the armored boxing ring sent by Arno on his communicator, Du Jue immediately left the office. Just as he was about to raise his hand to hail a taxi, he heard a familiar shout.

"Hey, get in my car."

Elena?

Du Jue looked at Elena sitting on the motorcycle with some surprise. Her shoulder-length black hair was curly and messy, like steel claws, but her pretty face with soft lines showed a kind of cute and innocent look. Being looked at by those ruby ​​eyes made him feel a sudden flutter.

What are you standing there for?

Elena smiled, her eyes narrowing, and winked at Du Jue towards the back seat.

Standing at the entrance of the firm, Du Jue finally came to his senses and hugged the other person's slender waist, even able to faintly feel the hot blood flowing under the clothes and skin.

"Hey, didn't I give you a motorcycle before?"

"Cough cough cough, it's broken. By the way, why don't you just come with me all the time, instead of coming out only occasionally?"

"You can't help but miss me even in this short time? You're as clingy as a baby. Well then, I'll try to spend more time with you."

"No need, I'll be busy with other projects these next couple of days."

"The main reason is that my appearance is on record, and it's easy to be exposed if I always stay in one area. The people in the association aren't as stupid as you think. They just have too many troubles to deal with. Besides, some blood demon hunters have recently come here, and they're very annoying."