I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City. Author: Wine and Beauty

Traveling through the city? It turns out to be a plagiarism template.

What? It's the city in Lobotomy Corporation!

Fortunately, I have a golden finger.

Wait! Is it wrong to think that working part-time can make you stronger?

In this cold, profit-seeking, cruel punk world, you can't just work to become the top of the city.

1Good Firm

"Don't waste time interviewing one by one. Just interview together."

The orange-haired woman behind the yellow wooden table was tall, and even when she was sitting, she seemed to be at eye level with the three people standing in front of her.

Of course, what is even more noticeable is the naturally arrogant attitude that emanates from her.

"Hello! My name is Ikus. Besides what's listed on my resume, I can also cook, sweep the floor, and clean windows. I'm even willing to volunteer to clean up corpses."

"Well, my name is Kaji. I have extensive internship experience and can start work immediately without any training."

Du Jue was in a daze, watching the two people next to him introduce themselves.

This seemed to be a reception hall, but the furnishings were extremely simple, with only stairs leading to the upper floors and yellowed walls covered with slogans.

Don’t ask what the firm can do for you, ask what you can do for the firm.

If you don’t work hard in the office today, you’ll be a slave in a gang tomorrow.

Our "Good Firm" is a big family that is willing to contribute.

Wasn't he eating hot pot? Where did this come from? Was it even the Earth?

dong dong!

The woman knocked on the table in dissatisfaction, bringing Duguai back to reality.

"Hey! What are you daydreaming about? If you think you're incompetent, get out of here!"

"My name is Du Jue."

"Okay, okay, I don't want to hear your names. Tell me what benefits your internship can bring to the firm."

She threw three resumes on the table and urged impatiently.

Although he appeared to be calm on the surface, his heart was in turmoil.

How could he have traveled so suddenly? And he even traveled to the city where Lobotomy Corporation is located!

The chaos and danger of this hellish place is comparable to the K-series worldview. People in an area are wiped out at any time. He wouldn't believe that the city people didn't refresh it at midnight every night!

However, the most urgent task is to prepare for this extremely important interview, which is an interview opportunity that the original owner spent all his money to buy!

Although Du Jue couldn't understand why he had to buy this thing, as a working man he couldn't bear to waste it and had to get it!

"I don't need internship wages. It's my blessing to be trained by the firm!"

“And I really agree with the dedication of a good firm and am willing to be on call 24 hours a day!”

Kaji was talking on and on, not noticing that Du Jue was standing next to him, dumbfounded.

Is this an interview or selling yourself?

"That's nothing! I'm willing to pay to learn at a good firm. I'm lucky to learn anything from Mr. Goodman!"

"And I'm willing to pay to live in the office and take any dose of endorphins to keep me energized at work!"

Ikus opened his arms and read out the list of doping suspects, pushing Dujue and Kaji aside in great excitement.

Even Kaji was stunned. He had never seen such a genius.

"What about you? How are you? Would you be willing to have the firm use your kidney as collateral to help stabilize their cash flow?"

The woman nodded in satisfaction at Ex, then raised her chin towards Du Jue.

Hey!

Du Jue forced himself to swallow the curse words, mainly because two members of the agency holding blood-stained swords had just returned, and he was afraid that he would be killed by this black-hearted agency.

"I slept too deeply yesterday and both of my kidneys were dug out by rats."

Hearing this, the woman immediately lost interest and waved at Du Jue and Kaji, as if to drive away useless and annoying flies.

Damn, I really want to punch this woman and the firm to pieces.

Du Jue was so angry that he laughed and was about to leave, but when he saw Kaji with a gloomy face, he felt some sympathy for him.

"Let's go, buddy. This crappy firm will close down tomorrow, so we don't have to change jobs."

"As the saying goes, every talent is destined to be useful, and gold will always shine."

Kaji's eyes regained their luster and he stared at Du Jue blankly.

Only now did Du Jue begin to accept the original owner's memories. The original owner had the same name as himself, was born in District 23 of the Back Alley, and was currently worried about finding a stable job.

"But I've failed interviews 108 times. Am I really any use?"

Du Jue could even hear Kaji's trembling voice. Are there so many offices in this damn place?

You have to know that the firm must be certified by the association, which requires cumbersome procedures and a lot of preparation, otherwise many gangs would have transformed into firms.

No wonder it’s so curly!

And why is this guy staring at me?

"Brother, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"Meeting is fate. Let's go together and make this office eat shit."

It just so happened that the memory of the original owner he had merged with was a little vague, so he could ask Kaji.

Under the unfriendly gaze of the orange-haired woman, Du Jue took Kaji into the office bathroom.

"Damn, they even installed a timer alarm in the bathroom. What a moron!"

Du Ji kicked the time LED screen on the door lock, only to find that Kaji was still staring at him in a daze.

This guy can't be male, right?

pat.

Du Jue hurried into the toilet cubicle, took a deep breath, and sorted out his thoughts.

First of all, he is already in the city. Putting everything else aside, he must think about how to survive in this world full of monsters and demons.

According to his memory, he is currently penniless.

After being kicked out of the morgue by the landlord today, the interview at a good firm was his last attempt.

Therefore, what you should do now is not to apply for a supervisor position at a lobe company to reach the pinnacle of your life, nor to consider joining an association or firm to show your talents, but to think about what to eat in the afternoon.

and many more!

"Dude, what are you doing?"

Du Jue frowned, only to realize that there was no movement around him while he was thinking.

Could it be that the other party even lost their trophy?

He kicked the door open and saw that the entrance to the toilet was closed by someone.

"It's not haunted, brother, don't scare me."

Du Jue turned around and found Kaji sitting on the toilet with his head down as if he was asleep.

The office's toilet is like a deserted grave in the wild, quiet and a little cool.

Confused, Du Jue reached out his hand to call Kaji back to his senses, but with just one push, Kaji fell off the toilet with a hideous cut on his neck.

Kaji opened his mouth as wide as possible and was crying silently.

"Dude! How come you're in this state and you don't make any sound? I'll call an ambulance for you right away!"

"Don't you feel any pain?"

Du Jue quickly supported Kaji and was about to rush outside to call for help, but the blood on his hands made his nerves tremble.

"woooooo"

Who would have thought that the dying Kaji actually raised his hands and held Du Jue's face, and for a moment, the lower half of his face was covered with bright red.

"Let go, or I'll take your head off with me. If I don't save you, you'll die!"

Du Jue almost roared, feeling an uncontrollable rage at Kaji for treating his life so lightly.

If the chain on the other person's neck hadn't been loose, he would have slapped him directly.

"Um!"

Du Jue stared at Kaji in disbelief. There was no desire to survive, nor fear of dying, in the other's eyes. Instead, he was urging himself with an anxious and expectant look.

"What are you doing? Speak up!"

"No no no!"

Kaji just kept urging him on, and he could feel the strength in the other person's hand getting weaker and weaker, which made his brain work rapidly.

Stay calm and stop it!

Think about it, the other person is just a stranger you met by chance, what on earth could he expect?!

"You are useful. You are pure gold."

Du Jue asked inquiringly, but saw that Kaji's hand finally loosened, his eyes full of relief.

Du Jue, who successfully confirmed his conjecture, was so excited that his whole body was shaking.

"Fuck you! You're such a jerk!"

2 Brotherhood of Steel

Du Jue was sitting on the blood-stained toilet. The white shirt he had specially prepared for the interview had been stained red with blood. He was taking a deep breath at this moment.

Kaji sat cross-legged in the corner with his head down, blood constantly flowing out from the knife he was holding.

"What's going on!"

Du Jue scratched his head and suddenly felt lucky that this was a city. After all, death was nothing here. As long as he escaped quickly, no one would pursue him.

However, when he saw how Kaji died, he still gritted his teeth and couldn't understand why a good person would commit suicide.

Let’s collect this guy’s body.

"What's that flashing?"

The card that was pulled out from Kaji's chest seemed to be the other party's business card.

Then countless blood-red distorted characters appeared on the screen, like wounds crawling on the skin.

[I can't do it. I'm not even qualified to sweep the floor! ]

I can’t do it. I don’t have the ability to get a good job!

【I don’t know what use I am! 】

"Dude, I'm a friendly soldier, you have to use facial recognition to get revenge!"

The glaring words scared Du Jue so much that he almost threw the card away, but the changes he had experienced since he traveled through time had enabled him to remain calm and think calmly.

Recalling the information about the game, Du Jue immediately thought that this might be a distortion caused by extreme emotions.

To explain it in game terms, distortion will directly turn a cannon fodder with a combat power of 5 into a BOSS unit, which is equivalent to a super transformation.

"That's not right. The Lobotomy Corporation is still around, and the Light Seed hasn't even been launched. How could you be so twisted, bro?"

"But cities already have all sorts of strange phenomena other than distortions, so there doesn't seem to be anything strange about it."

You know, there's a big gang here that acts according to the instructions of a bunch of textile machines, and there are companies that can control time or tear apart space.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the font on the business card changed from red to gold.