I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

"Don't worry, I held back when I used the Crusher, and I also controlled the temperature of the Branding Flame. Anyone else want to exchange ideas?"

"What are you all standing there for?! Come help me up. Anyway, I lost this time. Wen Duo, you do have the ability to participate in core commissions."

The six association finishers stared in disbelief at Milis's completely disadvantaged state, and then finally realized that the third-tier finisher was not an exaggeration, but rather a lower one.

Two people immediately helped Milis up, and the others naturally had no intention of making any more moves. After all, Milis was a proud guy, and since he had admitted defeat, there was no reason for him to cause any more trouble, not to mention that Du Jue was practically one of their own in the Six Associations' directly affiliated offices.

"Wen Duo, what's the working principle behind your workshop's weapons? They were able to ignite enemies from a distance just now! Are they custom-made by some workshop?"

"It looks a bit like the style of a branding workshop, but if they have new technology, shouldn't they make a big announcement? Why isn't there any buzz?"

"How did you manage to don armor so instantly? Dimensional gloves can't achieve that kind of precise donning."

"You're incredibly wealthy! Including the two weapons from the Giant Item Workshop, you even have other high-end gadgets!"

"quiet!"

Chun looked at the group of guys with displeasure. Since they could tell that it was a custom-made item, they kept asking questions. The workshop's weapons were a matter of the finisher's security and privacy.

The main hall of the Six Associations.

"Senior Wen Duo! Are you alright?"

“Philip, although you care about me, at least have some faith in me because of the Dawn Agency’s guarantee.”

"Your skills are quite good. I'll make an exception and give you a special commission, or perhaps you'd like to spar with me?"

After gently placing the teacup on the table, Section Chief Shao saw that only Chun and the others had returned and understood the outcome of the competition. He became even more curious about Du Jue.

"You're joking."

Now that the goal has been achieved, there's no need to fight all six associations. Besides, the fight with Milis was just a friendly spar, and although he was a bit disheveled, he clearly still had the strength to fight.

Upon hearing that no answer had been given, Shao gave Du Jue a meaningful look before leaving with his men. The three people from the Dawn Agency sitting nearby finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Wen Duo, we will be conducting a commission activity tomorrow, Friday. As instructed by Section Chief Shao, if we complete the task of eliminating the stronghold ahead of schedule, you will be able to join the core commission on your own.”

"However, the Sixth Association's actions may be different from your previous commissions that required sneaking around or careful searching. After all, this can now be called a war. I've sent you a simplified map of the battle lines. You can go directly to the first battle line when the time comes."

Yuna and Philip looked at Du Jue with a sense of awe. They had never seen Section Chief Shao pay such attention to a person who was finishing up a task. They understood that it was Du Jue, this oddball.

"However, the Six Associations and the First Division were mainly focused on completing the suppression of the World Wings, while the Vacuum Fist was mainly active in the western and northern parts of the city. In addition, the client was in a hurry, so they did not collect very detailed information in a rush."

"What we need to remove is that burned-down outpost in Qingjiang District, because it could very well endanger the commercial street protected by the Second Association."

Du Jue, a seasoned urbanite, naturally understood the importance of intelligence, but he frowned as soon as he picked it up and looked through it.

Morality is a deception, equality is a lie.

The chaos in the back alleys is utter mismanagement; our response is an unending war!

Under the leadership of the Fist of Vacuum, everyone will be rebuilt, and the power vacuum that was once unnoticed will no longer exist.

It wasn't that he disliked the content; he'd seen plenty of lunatics like Vacuum Fist. At least they had a proper slogan, while Index Finger was a group that followed a vague urban command. He was just puzzled that most of the intelligence was just meaningless propaganda slogans.

I finally found the information about the battle after flipping to the back. Vacuum Fist has a mental attack method called Power Suppression, which can make the enemy obey him as if he has a second personality. It still has a significant effect in the battle.

The members of Vacuum Fist have a unique epaulette culture, using yellow stars to represent ranks. Many members seem to be unemployed veterans of the Smog War, which made Du Jue immediately look towards El Salvador.

"Alas, the war against haze has brought about many things and buried many things, but many more people have lost their home and have no way forward. I am considered one of the more fortunate ones."

"However, I also cannot give a reliable and accurate answer to these people who are going down different paths; that's just how cities are."

Salvador, the old gentleman, rarely showed any melancholy or sadness, but he quickly recovered and began discussing the attack route with Yuna and Philippe.

Suddenly, Du Jue remembered a friend who was an intelligence specialist, and immediately contacted him under the pretext of going to the toilet.

[Refuse: Roland, do you know about the Void Fist?]

[Roland: Sorry, I'm retired. I don't accept cases anymore unless you tell me the City Girl's real name.]

This guy is such a tough nut to crack.

[Avoid this: Even if I made up a story for you, how can you be sure it's true or false? You can't exactly check with your index finger, can you?]

[Roland: Alright, consider this returning the favor. I happen to have some relevant information on hand, so I'll give it to you for a friend's price of 500 million. Also, when will the City Girl dolls be released? Give me three of the limited edition ones for free.]

Roland didn't seem to be the kind of guy who genuinely liked urban girls; perhaps Angelica was interested. He casually sent the doll merchandise plan to Oobara.

He decided to hire an agency under the name of LUAGH Company to steal the fabric from Carnival. This stuff should be high-end enough to make dolls. He would make ten of these first limited editions and price them at 1000 million each.

[Tail Stigmata: Boss, are you serious? This is such a waste! And does anyone actually spend that much money on this thing? In my experience, this batch will just rot in the warehouse. It's not like it's a work of art!]

[Shamisen: Boss, I thought you killed that dwarf. That guy was just asking why our company isn't getting into trouble with Index Finger. Do you have a template for his response?]

Hey!

That guy, Weiban, never stops. He's already here again, trying to find out about the city girl. I feel like he's one of my kind in some way.

[This is a trade secret. Do not inquire. I'm warning you in advance: if you act under the name of Urban Girl or Command and are confronted by Index Finger, I won't care if you live or die.]

"Then let's leave the discussion of the attack route here. Let's go to the commercial district to conduct an on-site inspection of Qingjiang District. Perhaps Wenduo is thinking of launching an attack in the back alleys late at night."

Salvador was somewhat used to Du Jue's decisive and efficient manner, and he was certain that Du Jue was in a hurry to take control of the stronghold and join the main battle. He had no grudges about this, but was actually quite pleased and grateful for the changes that Du Jue had brought to Philippe.

"Alright, Master, let's hit the road! Wen Duo, you're treating this time too, consider it our early celebration of your joining the Six Associations!"

"And Philip, Wendo just made you look good in the Six Associations, so you should contribute too!"

Yuna winked at Du Jue, insisting that he treat her to dinner, and pulled Du Jue, who was still on the sofa looking at his communicator, up.

139

Chapter 139 Fans.

The ham is popping loudly.

"What? Wen Duo? It's just a fast food restaurant? Aren't you supposed to be rich?"

"Yuna, if you eat too much, it will be difficult for you to infiltrate later."

"Hey, I never agreed to work overtime with you tonight. Can't we wait until tomorrow to take action? What if it ruins Section Chief Shao's plan?"

"Our position is just a small outpost; it has no impact on the overall battle situation."

Yuna pushed the Shuanghe Tea that the clerk brought her across the street with a look of disgust, and instead ordered two large Cokes.

While everyone was chatting over fried chicken, Du Jue also took out his communicator to check when Roland would send the intelligence.

【布兰登:奥利维耶【10W眼】我还是第一次见到这么贵的玩偶，价格没标错吗？罗兰【10W眼】毕竟都市娘是独一无二的嘛鸿璐【1000W眼】是这样就能买到了吗？逛街的时候发现很多人在看这个呢堂吉诃德【10W眼】唔！十分抱歉！在下没钱了！璐璐【10W眼】为什么五指会来搞直播啊？这太奇怪了吧？！摩西【10W眼】都市的邪门东西怎么越来越多了？】

[To Olivier: There is no right or wrong in the city; To Honglu: Awaiting the city's gifts; To Don Quixote: Awaiting the city's gifts; To Lulu: Not five fingers; To Moses: You and he are both within the city]

Honestly, if it weren't for the elimination of empty commands, and if others were to make up nonsense like this all day long, the threshold of their homes would probably be worn down by the Index Finger Proxy.

Du Jue calmed Don Quixote, who was very excited in a private message. He naturally had to give such a loyal fan some benefits. Although he was out of gold coins now, his desire to make a fortune was good, and there was always a future for him.

[Tail: I don't understand. What kind of business logic is this? Even if you only have ten units, you can't generate enough hype with scarcity marketing. It's not like it's a series of products.]

[Avoid this: Study hard and read carefully; I advise you not to ask so many questions at the company.]

[Ootomaru: I'll do whatever the boss says!]

Immediately afterward, Du Jue received the document sent by Roland. His eyes lit up immediately, and he didn't bother with that traitor Wei Ban. He immediately opened it and browsed it carefully. The content was much more detailed than what the Six Associations had just sent.

The Fist of Vacuum is divided into three departments: the Records Department, which formulates, modifies, and abolishes rules; the Execution Department, which manages and maintains territory; and the Judgment Department, which monitors and punishes those who violate the rules.

Hey!

The structure these veterans set up actually looked decent, and it didn't seem like a gang-like organization at all. Even a group like Thumb, which values ​​a clear hierarchy, wouldn't set up two departments specifically for the rules.

Unlike the hierarchical command structure of the Thumb Force, Vacuum Fist will call a connected territory a camp, and set up three branches within the camp to manage all matters, only needing to report to their superiors and take orders.

Du Jue finally understood what these guys were doing. They had gone back to their old ways. This kind of group army logic was indeed invincible against small and medium-sized gangs.

He immediately forwarded this reliable intelligence to the other three, causing El Salvador's expression to freeze. He murmured with a hint of sadness, "A medal?"

The Fist of Vacuum has mastered a special technique that allows members to materialize their monthly seniority into medals, providing them with unimaginable increases in punching power and a certain level of defense, as long as they fulfill their duties according to the rules.

In addition, there is the power suppression mentioned by the Six Associations. As long as members are fulfilling their duties, they will have a great psychological deterrent effect on others, and even the weak will take the initiative to obey orders.

The exact nature of this phenomenon is unclear, but it is speculated that it may be the secret achievement of a suburban research institute.

Salvador looked at the prosperous scene outside the window with a complicated expression. "Medals, power, rules, it seems they are still trapped in yesterday's shadow. But I can only take care of myself."

He silently walked into the toilet, much to the astonishment of Philip and Yuna.

This was the first time Philip had ever seen his master lose his composure like this, and he couldn't help but follow him with concern.

Yuna, after taking a sip of her milk tea, looked at the expressionless Du Jue and said, "Master looks a little sad. He might even see his old comrades in the Vacuum Fist. After that, the main force for clearing out the stronghold will probably fall on your shoulders."

Du Jue chuckled and shook his head. "You underestimate Salva too much. A commission is a commission. There are too many pitiful people in the city. If they hesitate even slightly, they will stop here."

"Wow, I thought you wouldn't say such cold things. After all, you still went and provoked the Black Cloud Society after the mission was over in order to save people."

"Of course, because I'm special, I can do whatever I want."

Du Jue stood up and twisted his neck, looking at the deepening night outside the window, and immediately prepared to go to Qingjiang District to investigate the situation.

"Yuna, I'm a little sad. As my apprentice, you don't even have the same faith in my professional competence as Wen Duo."

Salvador regained his usual smile, and his sudden appearance startled Yuna so much that she dropped her milk tea. Then she heard about her master's punishment.

"Wen Duo is treating this time, so you'll pay."

With a sour face, Yuna could only pay the bill in frustration. "Master, I was just worried about you."

"I'm just old, not senile. I'll go scout out Qingjiang District now; I might actually run into an old friend."

Suddenly, Du Jue's communicator rang. It was Ai calling. Du Jue immediately greeted him and went to the empty back door of the shop to answer the call.

"Hey, how was the delivery?"

"That's a lot of money indeed. I'm glad you kept your word. I don't know where you found so many suckers. By the way, when is your birthday? I'll go to the shopping street and buy you a five-tiered fruit cake!"

Why bring this up all of a sudden?

Du Jue was a little confused, and besides, he wasn't the type to like spending money.

"Oh, actually I just remembered that last time a blonde girl in a skirt gave you a cake, so I was just asking if that was your birthday."

Crazy? !

"Are you infected with a virus? Why are you concerned about such a meaningless thing?"

Asking the city girl about her birthday is understandable, but this "no" is hard to understand. Does he expect us to celebrate his birthday? That's completely pointless.

"Why the hell are you talking so much nonsense! Tell me!"

Without a moment's hesitation, I went to find a shamisen and casually recited a number. I felt that it was really necessary to upgrade the machine, lest the chip develop some kind of personality disorder. Anyway, I have money now.

Suddenly he heard a faint voice on the other end of the communicator.

"Boss, are you going to come and deal with this or not? These fanatic fans are chasing us all the way, it's so annoying. If we take action, it'll be a real hassle to deliver goods in the future."

"How about we outsource it to someone else?"

"You two, shut up!"

So that's how it is; they were blocked by fans of the urban girl.

"Here's what we'll do, Ai. I'll set up a special courier agency for the three of you. I'll have people from the company deliver the goods to the agency from now on, so you won't have to worry about being followed."

He should stop looking down at the mouse hole in the corner of the wall, where a gray mouse was peeking out and staring at him.

"That's still the same. What if those lunatics chase us to the building? Would we still be able to live there?"

"It's okay, I'll handle it."

LUAGH company employees can drive away fans with six sticks in a second, and the pure and innocent urban girls can be fired and rehired in batches, just like hiring temporary security guards.

"And one more thing!"

"Who is that Tail-Striped one? How dare she order me around! You, give her a piece of your mind, I want to hear it!!!"

140

Chapter 140, on-site number.

"Oi-ban is a new employee I hired. Don't take it to heart. I'll deduct her salary later."

It's definitely necessary to limit Ogi's power, otherwise she could cause a lot of trouble.

dong dong dong.